Personal Narrative: My Experience At Guilford Middle School

I was told in the 4th grade that school will get harder and harder, I was told that middle school and high school will get harder than elementry school.

So it was during my 6th grade year. I realized that I wanted to start playing football for a team and talked to my mom about playing for the high school. My mom took me to get a physical so I would be able to participate in the summer workouts. It finally became the summer before the 7th grade, the first year I would be trying out for a team. My mom took me to the school, and I gave my physical to a coach, then i went with the other players that were here to lift. We lifted that whole summer, and the season was finally upon us. The first few games, sat on the side line with zero play time. The next game I was the ball boy. It was at Summerville High school. It was raining that day, the other teammates, coaches, and I were completely soaked.

For two years I begrudgingly walked into Fuller Middle School, sometimes staying home because I had a ‘headache,’ my home, as well as other places I was always resentful, pissed off, quick tempered, and just downright rude. I was a typical middle schooler going through family changes. I wore band tees and ripped skinny jeans to every event my mother would let me--including to school, I constantly violated dress coded until I found my way around authority and the policy, listened to heavy metal, colored my eyeliner on until I looked like a panda, and generally tried to make myself appear unapproachable. That’s when my mom began dating the man who I would eventually call my first lifeline.

When I first stood at the bottom of the B-building stairs on August 19, 2013, almost every sixth grader was anxious. We were all waiting for the three-chime bell, and when it did ring, we all stampeded up the stairs like a herd of elephants. But I don’t think that it had ever come to me or any of my peers that change would hit every student, including myself at fifty miles per hour and as loudly as the sound of our feet running up the stairs.

This plan took place in 8th grade year, I was a new student at Sunland elementary. It was around September when this event occurred. I learned to not try to impress others making bad decisions that could lead to big trouble.

First time going High school. Today I visited family education center in Chicago Avenue with my mother and three siblings. We all take the replacement test. Everyone get a good scores. But mine was less then 3.point. They told me to go wellstone high school while my other siblings went south high school. after one week I visited wellstone school. While I was looking the school I was so tired.so I thought no way I'm not going this school ever away but I filled the application forms and gave them the envelope I got from the education center. After that week I started to look different school that's close to my home . and one I found Lincol high school. I thought wow this is nice close to my home also had a school bus. Ever summer end I started

My experience at Weber Middle School was great, but there were also downs. I enjoyed 6th and 7th grade, but 8th is another story. 8th grade so far this year for me has been horrific. I am not doing so well in my classes and I need to pass in order to play sports for the high school. Sports are the number one thing for me to do when I am board. My favorite subject is social studies. Social Studies during 6th and 7th grade was uninteresting, but in the 8th grade social studies came alive for me. It was all a sudden my favorite subject. Perhaps because my social studies teacher was my football coach, Mr.Barbara. Mr.Barbara is one of the most brightest people i've ever met before. He teaches in a way to make people laugh and to remember. A few

The was a time when people used to play outside and talk to each other. There was time when my worries didn’t exist. Life was like a cool breeze. It only took a couple of years to ruin that innocent feeling I was born with. After years and years of constant torture, homework, and bullying, I started school at Lester Middle School, Okinawa Japan. I was still a bit innocent in the mind. I was chubby when I first went to middle school, yet I didn’t get teased for it. I was happy until they started piling a bunch of work onto me. I am free bird and the last thing I want is 3 full hours of work.7th grade was when I got the real action. A boy asked me out and he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Every time I rejected him he would just come back. At

Well, my experience at the Career Night at West Potomac High School was a great experience with a lot of informing information. I learn so much about how each person I talked to choose their career and what made them do so. I gain the understand wat it is like to be in their shoes for a daily. They told me what makes their jobs so special. I learn that finding a career is not as easy as people may make it out to be. The best thing to do is always to find something your passionate about. For instance, I interviewed an FBI agent and she told me that she started off as a teacher. Then one day she was watching a movie with her husband about murder. From there she knew she likes the critical thinking of trying to find out who killed the victim.

This is the beginning of my junior year at Memorial High School and I more and new goals that I want accomplish during this school year. My short term goals for this school year are completing homework on time, do more after school activities, and socialize more. Compared to last school year I’ve been getting more homework. As of right now, I have been turning in my assignments on time but, I’ve been taking a long time getting my homework done. With my house chores and homework, I have very little time to do other activities and get mind off school of a few. My chores aren’t really the problem it’ the homework. Sometimes I’ll spend like three hours doing homework and sometimes I won’t have time to my other personal things. Right now I’m trying

After a half an hour I arrived, glass windows shimmered in the sunlight with the building glowing as a whole. A wave of excitement congregated with every step that I took towards the enormous piece of architecture. Acknowledging that it was a privilege to be there, I had no intentions to take it for granted. Over 200 people in Virginia Beach Public schools applied. Myself being one of the twenty who was admitted in the Software Game Development program offered at the Advanced Technology Center (ATC). I felt a sense of accomplishment as I had overcome one of the immense obstacles I would face during my high school career.

At Wooster Elementary, I was in 3rd grade everyone was nice to me on my first day of school. That helps me be nice now day’s. In 4th grade i had a teacher mrs welden and she was the nicest teacher in 4th grade. That helped me not talk back to the teacher’s. In fifth grade all my teachers influenced me and told me to keep on going and work hard. Sometimes I quit because it got to hard. I had loved my math teacher (Mrs. Peacock). She taught and taught me and told me to keep on going. She let me eat in class (Not really I Did it without her telling me I can.) I was also the craziest in the whole fifth grade. In middle school it changes. In 6th grade I have a lot of responsibilities. Examples, lockers, more homework, bad kids, mean kids, a lot

It was my first day at Memorial Elementary I was scared, terrified and I felt like crying. I remember we would read books for example: My Dad said to Mom etc... Although they were easy I was very lazy to read and really avoided. It just got to the point I did not pass my grade level. In many cases it would stop there but in my occasion it did not. My uncles would bully me because I did not pass my grade level and up to this time they still do it. Now days it does not bother much but in those days it hard to go thru it.

My earliest years at Bethel Memorial School were K4 through two weeks of first grade. I was an exceptionally easy kid to teach and handle when I was in school. My favorite teacher was Mrs. Riley, our kindergarten teacher. She was always so sensitive to our needs and found a way to teach even the most difficult kids. Therefore, I learned the most in her class because I enjoyed the way she taught and interacted with us. The best part of the day was lunch and recess! Playing on the playset and shooting a basketball was the things I did to entertain myself. The most memorable part of going to Bethel was a field trip to Marengo Caves. We all had a blast running through the tunnels, trying to find our own hidden treasure.

My experience at Blackwell Elementary School has been absolutely outstanding! I owe so much of my wonderful experience to my collaborating teacher, Mrs. O’Dell. From the beginning of the year, my CT has made me feel so apart of the classroom and the entire school. My CT has always made it a point to introduce me to everyone within the school building. This allowed for me to create great relationships with my colleagues. Throughout the semester I had to teach lessons for my supervisor and classes. My CT was always so flexible and willing to work around my schedule to allow for me to meet my course requirements. Not only has my collaborating teacher been beyond supportive with making her schedule work around mine, but also she has taught me so