Moving to a new town and having to transfer schools was not always fun. July of 2010, I’m starting a whole new life in a different town again. It is always a struggle making new friends and trying to fit in. Having to transport from town to town in order to go to a school is extremely frustrating. I was not accepted on the bus or in this new school of mine. I was afraid to ride the bus for the first time because there were older kids who looked like they could beat you up by just staring you. I thought I would be alone through this journey, but as I grew older I realized, I was wrong. Throughout my years attending Harrisburg Middle and High School, I faced my fear, developed life-long friendships and gained wisdom.
Granted, I automatically hated any school I was forced to
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We sat next to each other in Social Studies, and she turns to me and says, “Hi, I am Elissa, what is your name?” Since then, we were friends for a while, but I do not think her group of friends seemed to like me, so we drifted. I made a new friend named Mackenzie. We were close friends, we had sleepovers, went to places together, went on adventures. That friendship also drifted. I thought I would be the only Asian in my entire eighth grade, but I found a girl who was Filipino, her name was Samantha. Since we bonded really well, we are still close friends to this day. Whenever we are together it is full of laughs and awesome adventures. High school finally came and I thought I would last with a big group of friends, but it is Junior year and I only have 2 good friends in my life. Do not get me wrong, I love having a small group of friends, but I was told half my life that you will still have the friends you have from elementary or middle school when you graduate. Time went on, and I realized that most friendships do not last forever. Those people you knew throughout your school years most likely will not be in your
I use to go to Bethesda Elementary before I moved here. The reason I moved was because I would go to Thomas. H. Pyle Middle School while the kids at BE would go to Westland Middle School. If I continued going to BE in sixth grade when I moved to Pyle I would not know anyone. The reason I moved to Bradley Hills, and not any other school that was going to Pyle was because Bradley Hills had a renovation that allowed more kids to come.
Ever since i’d moved to John McCrae Senior Public School in grade 5 it had been my dream to compete in the 100 meter sprint at Birchmount Stadium. So when the opportunity to qualify to go to Birchmount was approaching I didn’t leave it up to fate. I trained for a week to make sure that I was ready for the tryout.
Typically by the time people are fourteen years old, they can think of many impactful moments in their life. Maybe it was winning a state championship, maybe it was losing a state championship, but usually people have more than major one point of change. However surrounding yourself in a big bubble of the same people and the same things for too long will provide you only one big change in your life. A huge turning point in my life is when I transitioned from elementary school to middle school. Going to a different middle school than all of my friends caused me to leave my bubble and grow up a little. Leaving my comfort zone was one of the hardest things i’ve ever had to do, but it caused me to grow as a person. Anoka High School is now my school of choice.
In the past year, a lot has changed for me. I lost a grandfather to cancer, then a month later an uncle to a gruesome semi accident. My grandmother on the other side of the family barely remembers me due to alzheimer's, and my mom lost her job but is now working over 1300 miles away in Florida. If someone would have asked me at the start of my Junior year what I expected to happen, I wouldn’t have listed any of those. As anticipated, it was not easy dealing with a downfall of events like that, but the way I was raised helped me cope with it all. I started out at a small private school, where Religion was just as important as Math and English. How we were to act was drilled into us, and after I switched to public school, there was a noticeable
I wasn’t sure what would become of me. It was peculiar, really. What was I supposed to expect? I was beginning a new school for the first time, and no high school movie could have prepared me for the years ahead. Come June, however, I beyond a doubt realized what was to become of me.
It was the year 2008, I had just graduated from St. Michael’s School located in Los Angeles, CA. This year was quite exhilarating for me also scary because I was going to attend an all-girls high school. Los Angeles was my birth place also a place where I called home. One day, I came home to hearing my parents talking about moving to Mississippi. I remained devastated, not only we were moving to the south, I’m moving away from childhood friends. I was worried I wouldn’t see them again and I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to make new friends in Mississippi.
I moved to the United States in 2003 to live with my mother who then resided in the country for five years. The thought of escaping the war in Monrovia was thrilling but I soon realized that my country’s war was not my only battle. After my arrival into America, I was faced with oncoming waves of challenges. The war had prevented me from attending school for two consecutive years. The knowledge I had was incomparable to that of my peers. My inability to speak English, along with the overwhelming burden of my native tongue made learning in a new American school difficult. I was a foreigner left to present my capabilities clearly through black lenses with no words spoken depicting that I came from a third-world country. I accepted these faults
The hum of fans, the spinning of the disk in its tray. Sitting on my soccer ball beanbag chair that I got for my 11th birthday with a controller in my hands. As a kid, in Washington state, on school days we were not allowed to play video games during the week. Summer was the break from school and the time for lots and I mean lots of video games. Before I could hit that power button, I had to do something I despised, hated, and avoided like it was the plague. I… had… to… read.
Times were tough when I was 8 years old. However, it was at this time that my mum decided that it would be best for us to move out from our house and change my schools. An obnoxious bar just completed construction across the road and the presence of such homeless and corrupt men would only hinder my growth. That is what my single mum, that had to look after me and my two sisters, thought. But then again, who would think that living in downtown alleyways would be a promising idea for a single mum with three kids.
To know how much I have changed over the years, you should know how I was before I went to public school. I was a sheltered homeschooler, and I had very bad social skills. My parents knew this and that is part of the reason I’m at Remington. The other part is because math sucks. So let me start from the beginning of the story.
I really enjoy doing my homework and learning but, I hate going to school to learn and get my homework. I moved to Vermont after eighth grade because my father got to move higher up at work. I don't know a lot about his job but, I didn't have a say. Back at home in Mississippi I didn't have a lot of friends. I had one named Lucy but when I told her I was going to move she said we weren't friends anymore. I'm starting high school now and I'm so scared to start over again. I love my new room the view is very pretty but, tonight I hate it because tomorrow is my first day of school.
My school transition from the Normandy School District to the University City School District plays a huge role for who I truly am today. When I attended Normandy Middle school for my seventh-grade year, I was often bullied for my skin color and my height. I did not receive a quality education due to distractions in class and quarrels. Some teachers attempted to give their all to the students, but there pride was often knocked down by students and administrators. Being in a surrounding that involved quarrels and a low quality education did not stop me from wanting the best for my future. Instead it made me realize that I have to work harder to have better values in life. Based on the background my mother came from, she was positioned to choose a home in a neighborhood that was a little better than the one she came from. She had no choice but to send my brothers and I to the Normandy School District. Through the horrible experiences at Normandy Middle School, I was eager to continue to get good grades and
I went to Kindergarten, first and second grade in Kings Mountain. My mom was my first grade teacher. It was kind of weird for my mom to be my teacher. I felt like she was harder on me that the others. I know she just expected a lot from me. The summer after 2nd grade, my family moved to Beaufort. It was really hard at first starting a new school where I didn’t know anyone. It was hard to make new friends and missed my old friends and family so much! Since moving to Beaufort, I have been able to make good friends, learn to surf, start art classes, learn how to sew, and play in the band. My favorite thing about Beaufort is that it is so pretty. We can get to the beach really fast, and go whenever we want! Moving to Beaufort helped
Ariel is a 16 year old girl who have to finish 3 more years of high school but a big impact happen on her, she had to move from London to Australia while in another place, another time, another day a boy name Kai who is also 16 year old was complaining to his mom that he did not do anything bad at school that made him got kicked out of the school. So Kai and his family had to move to Australia. Both of their moving days were on February 14 and it was the same day when they both met each other.
The most significant challenge that I've had to face was moving schools and even states. It was some of the biggest and quickest changes I've ever had to deal with and it wasn’t easy especially at ages 8 through 11. I learned to adapt to things faster so I wouldn’t get the feeling of being left behind. This experience definitely changed me as a person making me stronger and independent.