Personal Narrative-Magnet Program

Magnet schools originally began as part of a mass effort to desegregate public schools. Today, they serve the same mission by giving students opportunities to select schools that best fit their needs. Ideally, these same students will enrich the school’s demographic makeup by representing different social and ethnic backgrounds. When it comes to the curriculum, almost all magnet schools use special course loads to incentivize students from various neighborhoods to attend. The goal

Since grade 7, I have been in an academically competitive school. I was immediately thrust into an environment of intense learning. My early years were primarily of struggle. However, after a junior high of strenuous work to keep up with my academically brilliant peers, I entered high school with the confidence to challenge myself.

In middle school, where I breezed through all my classes as valedictorian with easy 98 grades, I was a big fish in a small pond. After fighting so hard to get into Stuyvesant, I realized that I had jumped into a much bigger pond with fish much bigger than I. After a month of poor exams like these, I was falling behind my peers, many of whom had attended elite middle schools where they mastered concepts that I had never even heard of. While my peers were able to build upon their strong foundations, I fell apart while scrambling to build mine.

Thousands of students are gifted who are looking for a better education to suit their learning needs. Magnet schools are the solution to this problem. Magnet schools are academically selective public schools which can teach students on a particular focus such as math and science, but can improve by providing students an enhanced learning experience by changing the modern-day classroom. Just by changing how the modern-day classroom runs, students can learn more efficiently and be more likely to behave and be more successful in life.

My older brother used to tell me about all the fun simulations that he got to do when he was in challenge. I was very envious because I had never done a simulation. So, when my 3rd grade teacher announced that our class was going to take part in a simulation, I was very excited. We had started learning about how in the olden days, native Americans didn’t use dollar bills to pay for things. They traded things like food, weapons, and clothing for things they needed.

Stepping on to the scratched up ice, however still gleaming in all the light. I remember shaking of fright and of the cold atmosphere surrounding me. Not knowing what was coming next. Will I fall?, Miss a step? Forget my program? Soon enough my music would start and I would be off. Thinking about my program, hoping I wouldn't mess anything up. It was all a big blur, nothing was clear to me. The audience was filled with parents and skaters from all parts of the COS (Central Ontario Section). The judges seemed to be staring me down, trying not to look at their mean, cold eyes, I stepped on the ice. Everyone staring at me, it made me very uncomfortable, and I felt pretty awkward being there. I tried not to show my fear, however I don't think I did that very well. There was this little girl at her first skating competition, and the first one to go, how will she do?

“Ah. The championship game,” I said to Grace, one of my best friends, during warm-ups for our biggest lacrosse game yet.

Due to recent restructuring, my responsibilities at Navigate (a micro-lending agency) were diffuse. In general, however, I implemented strategies for long-term growth.

Magnet schools are free public elementary and secondary schools that have a focus theme such as STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics), Fine and Performing Arts, or Career and Technical Education (CTE). Magnet schools offer specialized programs that emphasize on a theme that would interest the student or the parents would like for student to be interested in. However, for those in lower classes, they will be disheartened to find that low-income, ESOL, and special education students are underrepresented. The admission criteria for magnet schools is so stringent that it rejects those with failing grades, records of bad behavior, or many absences from schools. Students who meet the criteria that is usually rejected are those from lower socio-economic classes due to needs not being met. With lack of representation and harsh criteria to meet, it is often very difficult for students in social classes to meet this criteria and achieve a spot in a magnet school. It becomes a common theme of minority parents asking for something better for their children, yet schools discount these parents because it becomes evident to see these are the kids that the public school system does not value (Kozol

The most significant challenge I have faced in my academic career is dealing with the lack of a diverse environment against minority groups who pursue a stem related education. It is a situation that many people I converse with often dismiss. As an African-American male, I think that the people who fully understand are those who year after year are the sole person of color in the classroom or event. There is always a nervous feeling at the start of new advanced courses or competitions such as hackathons; I commonly ask myself, “Do I even belong here?” In classes, students ask peers for help. At hackathons, they form teams with one another. It is when I am overlooked or met with faces full of surprise upon sharing my ability to code, or coursework

On Thursday, December 14, 2017 at approximately 9:40am I, Officer Jaren Wren was conducting Supervision Sanction Program (SSP) pill call and observed that Resident Jessica Harris ACC# 714001 hair was braided. I asked Resident Harris who braided her hair she stated she did. I told Resident Harris to step out of line, remove a braid and redo it. Resident Harris began taking the braid down, but couldn't re-braid it. I then gave Resident Harris a direct order to remove the braids, and in a very aggressive tone she said, "No!" I then told Resident Harris to face the wall to be placed in restraints. She then said, "Bitch don't put your hands on me!" and began resisting at that time.

When hearing my iPhone erupt with an annoying, high-pitched siren, forcing my heavy eyelids to peel wide, a sense of, well, nothingness, rests still in my body. The typical mundane routine; get up and go to school, get through each class, and call it a “good” day. “Did you get smarter today?” my parents ask, as I return home from my picnic of a day. As much as I long to begin spitting out new scientific methods, advanced government policies, or even extreme mathematical strategies, all learned at the great Evanston High School, my response is often one of only a few murmurs. Undeterred by my fear of the difficulty connected to high school work, classes, and projects, I quickly realized that fear was completely unnecessary. The academics at Evanston High School are, to say quite lightly, basic and plain sailing. Even with the opportunity to “challenge”

On Saturday, September 5th, myself and a few other coworkers had our personal cars parked on the Dollar Thrifty lot and was told to go and park at the employee lot at Hertz. Dana approached and confronted me about my car. The way I was addressed by her made me feel demeaned. Her tone was elevated, talking to me as if I was a child being scolded.  A child like the one she had in the passenger seat when I was confronted. She told me to move my car when my coworker came to relieve me. My response to her was okay. She stayed there for a minute than asked me had she made herself clear, again talking to me like a child. My response was " I heard you". She continued and asked if it was a problem. Again, my response was "I

I was reading the digitized headlines; focusing my eyes upon the bionic upgrades, items perfect for my occupation. I couldn’t afford those upgrades, even with the twenty percent governmental discount. I’ll have to wait a few more years, and gain more points.

When I was growing up one of the first games I played was the Dragon Warrior I & II collection on the Gameboy Color. I spent hours wandering the world, murdering slimes, fetching ancient armor and weapons, and generally saving the world as a destined hero. I loved those two games. Then I got my hands on Dragon Warrior III and discovered the one thing I'd been missing: party customization. Being able to decide what classes and abilities to bring with me on my journey was incredible. Ever since those days I've had a love for RPGs and especially those with parties you can change up to suit your particular style. Unfortunately for me and others like me, old style turn based RPGs seem to have been coming out less and less frequently over the years.