Personal Narrative: My Career As A Middle School Student

It was May 25, 2018 at 7:47 in a steaming hot gymnasium when the name Anthony Joseph Sansalone was getting called from the loud speaker, the sixth to last person to receive their diploma I begun shaking the hands of all the board members and everything that I had known from the last 13 years at the same school was over and a new chapter of my life was stating to begin. A few seconds after receiving my diploma the Class President guided us to changing of our tassels from right to left then commencement was over and I was walking out with my future roommate at BGSU, Vincent Zhang, we looked at each other knowing that our high school career was descending and our college careers were lifting off together. High school was tuff for me due to the fact that I have know what I wanted to do since I was a freshman, I want to become an animator and work for an Academy Award winning company such as

My middle school experience was nothing short of the typical cringe-worthy school pictures, embarrassing fashion ensembles, feisty friendship fallouts, and awkward bodily changes. I nonetheless made the most of my three years in the “big kid wing” of Owensville Community School.

It's going great in middle school so far. I have some problems with some things. There is lots of good and bad things about school. I think that some things need to be changed.

Growing up, there are always those few girls in elementary, middle, and high school that are just cruel. They roam the halls picking on other people, making them feel bad because they have nothing better to do with their life. Middle school was when I first experienced the harsh and painful words of those mean girls. While in middle school their words didn’t affect me much, it may have made me think about my appearance every once in a while; but their words didn’t affect me as much as it affected my friend, my suicidal friend.

Ever since I can remember I have been fortunate enough to have my parents and

At first, I didn’t think I belonged here. I wasn’t doing as well as I had hoped at the beginning of the semester, but I buckled down, got tutors and used my time wisely. After just a week, my hard work started to pay off. I realized I loved being at Salve and I could not have chosen a better school to be at. The people here have been so welcoming and have been so helpful. I am so glad that Salve was the school I chose. Not only was it my dream school, but I also figured out who I was and why I belonged here rather than at any other school. I love Salve and I could not imagine being at any other school.

One of my fondest memories of learning (though I was not very fond of this incident at the time) was of me trying and struggling to spell “bunny.” Not losing her patience, my mother helped me sound out the word and I eventually succeeded, only to mess up the spelling of “penny” completely.

Throughout my time at school, English has been one of my favorite subjects. I was enrolled in an international, English speaking, school throughout elementary and middle school, and so I was lucky enough to have fantastic teachers who managed to make class fun and inspiring. In middle school we worked extensively with classical English literature, reading books like Lord of the Flies, Of Mice and Men, A Catcher in the Rye and Romeo and Juliet. I still enjoy reading classical literature occasionaly, but unfortunately I no longer have as much time to read as I did when I was younger.

Throughout my high school career I have been involved in the band and the health and science academy for 4 years. The southeast high school band is the only club that is near and dear to my heart because I have not only traveled with them all the way to Florida, but I have spent so much time with everyone in the band. This years graduating class of band members only contains five people including me, so we are like a family within a family. With this being our last year of high school we have all taken the time to look back on the things that we would change, good or bad. One of the things that I wanted to change was how the band never got as much recognition as other clubs in the school did. I have voiced my opinion to the band director, as

Did you change when you got into middle school I know that I did. When you enter middle school you normally change here is there things that changed about me when I went into middle school my attitude changed, the way I dressed changed, and the way I looked at problems changed.

It was January 2013. I suppose I had known this would come. After Dad had started coming home later each night, more exhausted and drained than usual, I began to realize that our current residence might not be as permanent as I had wanted. We had relocated here, to the outskirts of Humboldt, Tennessee, four and a half short years before, to have enough acreage for our horse Clyde to stay at home. Our previous location in the city had not allowed for that, and stable boarding expenses were piling up. In the country, we could go riding any time we wanted, without having to make a long drive to the stables. We began to like this, and fell into a routine. Dad had now had his job for eight years, and I expected everything to stay the same as it had been. I was in for a surprise.

In the beginning of my high school career I knew that college was my ultimate goal, good grades were my top priority. I knew that extra-curricular activities along with involvement in my school and community were also very important. As a result I have been an honor roll student every year, am currently the Student Body secretary, Health Occupations Students of America (HOSA) president, Vice President of Interact, member of National Honor Society, and am currently enrolled in the dual credit Jumpstart program. This will allow me to experience college and receive credit while still having the support of my hometown family and friends. Along with my classes and activities I currently work in a long term care facility as a CNA. This job is teaching

My middle school experience was relatively nice. I made a lot of friends and one of my friends I made then is actually my best friend now. I was quite popular and I was even friends with some of my favorite teachers. I remember getting my first cell phone for receiving good grades and going out to eat with my friends for the first time. Though it was nice, I also remember understanding that everyone was not genuinely nice. My middle school was very cliquey and whenever there was a misunderstanding, we would “confront” others about it. In other words, people would call others out on why they did not like them. I was confronted once by people who I thought were my friends, all over a guy I had no interest in. I also confronted others for no concrete reason.

I do not know many people who look back to middle school and view it as the time of their life. For me, middle school consisted of frizzy hair, braces, and figuring out how to get out of the mile during eighth period gym. Compared to the other kids, I could be categorized as a “late bloomer”, and held onto my innocence for as long as I could. I did not disturb the status quo of things, and did everything I could to avoid confrontation. I did as I was told and did not question authority. I believe this can be contributed to the fact that I was still trying to figure out who I was, what I believe in, and had yet to come into my own. Confidence was something I lacked and I truly admired those who had it. It was not until a choir rehearsal in eighth grade that my view of myself changed.

Throughout elementary and the first year of middle school I knew who God was but really didn’t know God. I grew up in church my entire life and never made my relationship with him personal.After I made the commitment to Christ my life accelerated at a rapid rate. I then began to have an interest in music which was something that I had never had before. I then began having an interest in drums. There was a guy at the church that I was attending that offered to teach me the basics for free. I loved every second of it. It was difficult and challenging but there was something about it that kept me coming back to the drum set. We would then move churches to be with family. The youth group needed a drummer and asked me to come play. I did that throughout middle