Personal Narrative: My Experience At Horizon High School

To many freshman the first day of high school is the opening chapter of a new novel, a fresh start to a sometimes embarrassing middle school experience we would all just love to erase from our memories. August 13th, 2012 was the beginning of my four year long narrative at Cypress Bay High School. Despite my desperate desire to grow up, become an adult, and move far away from my parents for college all that did not seem possible because I had never previously attended a public school. I was struck with fear that I would not be able to adjust to the fast pace dynamics of a large high 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.

This year, 2016 and 2017, was my first time at Early College High School. I was very worried and scared at the beginning of the year, but now, I am more comfortable at this school. From re-dos to essays, I have learned a lot this year from my English class. There are many things that I will forget, however, there are also memories and actions I will keep. Lastly, there is advice that I will provide for the upcoming sophomores.

That August, I relocated to Brenham ,Texas to attend Blinn College. It was an astronomical adjustment as I had never been on my own. I quickly made friends with like-minded classmates, and I was beginning to be quite successful in my classes. Any ill will I had towards attending school once again quickly faded away, yet there was an ever growing sense of doubt that something this positive would not be without a downside.

Let’s jump ahead again, this time to my first day of school. Morris Knolls High School is one of the top high schools in the US. Their curriculum is rigorous and their standards are sky high. Also, this was a completely new environment for me. I didn’t know how high school worked and this wasn’t the type of town I was used to. Living in suburbia and attending a school with different demographics than I was used to scared me. I now lived 30 minutes away from everything I grew up around. But the thought of having a fresh start excited me. No one knew me, I was a nobody and therefore free to completely change myself.

You can never know what it is like to live in a small town unless you live in one. Yes, it may be a hassle to have to drive 15 minutes just to get a carton of milk or some eggs. At the same time, you can never walk more than 15 minutes in our small town without metting someone that will put a smile on your face. I have lived in the same house in Mead Colorado all my life. I have walked these streets and played in the parks for all my childhood. Living in Mead and volunteering in the town has showed me the role people play in our lives. It is due to this knowledge of how others impact our lives I have decide to pursue psychology and teaching at Fort Lewis College in Durango this fall.

On a sunny day at summit pointe elementary. It was the school picnic and I am with my family and friends.I got on the playground. I got on the swing with my friend Ella. So I asked if she could push me on the swing. “ yes,” Ella responded. Then when she started to push I trip and fell right on my arm. “It feels broken,”I carried. I was yelling and tears wore rolling down my face. Then I ran to my dad. “ what's wrong?” asked my dad. “ My arm hurt really bad,”I yelled. So went home. I could not move my arm. 2 days later. I was at the hospital. My heart was racing because I was so worried. Then I got a pink cast. I still have my cast. “ well are you ready to go home,” asked my dad. Yes but I am never touching a swing

For the past four years at Vernon Hills High School, I have been engaged in various clubs and sports. Some of the clubs that I have been part of are FBLA, Interact Club, First Class, FMPA, String Projects, National Honors Society, and SPARK. Out of these extracurricular activities, I have been on executive board for the volunteering club, Interact, for two years. In this position I have been able to coordinate various volunteering opportunities such as organizing events to attend Feed My Starving Children, Bernie’s Book Bank, and more. From this club, I have been able to help students connect with their community and connect with their peers. Another leadership position that I have been involved in is First Class. In this club, students lead

I have been a teacher for 12 years. I graduated with a computer science degree from UC Santa Barbara. After graduation, I worked for Teach for America. I taught math at Pittsburg High School and I volunteered after school teaching programming. I transitioned to teaching GED math and high school independent studies at the adult ed in Mountain View. There, I worked with underserved students aiming to take the GED or needing credit recovery towards their high school diploma. During this phase, I worked towards developing a website to help teachers customize math work for their students, mathproblemgenerator.com. I then transitioned to Mountain View high school and helped founded their computer science program. We started with two AP Computer

I had always planned to attend Windham High School. My brother, a senior when I was in eighth grade, had introduced me to the atmosphere, diversity intertwined in friendships, along with determined and hardworking students who were also able to laugh with each other. After seeing this, I wanted to be a part of the Windham environment. My friends, however, chose the more affluent and homogenous school offered to us. My

All in all, I feel like my experience at Hopkins County Central High School was a success. I eventually revisited my earlier question of “Are you sure this is what you want to do?” and I can truly answer this with a “Yes”. I feel that teaching is for me, although I know that High School would not be my first choice of path. As I am pursuing more the Middle School age, but by no means would I turn down a chance to tackle the challenge of a High School classroom

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.

My community of Lisle is a small, predominantly caucasian, middle-class town. I can walk down the hallway and recite the first name, last name, and a fun fact of about 70% my peers. However, there are not many minorities students in the honors and AP classes. At times, I would feel out of place in these classes not because of my intelligence, but because of the stereotypes others make about my race. Labels and groups were so prominent and I did not fit comfortably into any single category. I liked being on the math team, playing soccer, and spending time with friends. But the academics, athletes, and social crowds were distinct, and people seemed to only interact with those of the same race. Nonetheless, at Lisle High School, we have a common saying, “One Pride”

When I was a younger I went to a school called Centerville Jr High. I remember starting school there and being very nervous to start my seventh grade school year because I didn't have very many friends at that school. Over the course of three years, that I spent at Centerville Jr. High, I was able to meet a lot of new people and make a lot of new friends. But moving forward in my life I had to make a decision that influenced my family and me in a very big way. In this paper, I argue that the decision to transfer to a different high school, and start all over again, was one of the most influential decisions that I have ever had to make.

It wasn’t until I started third grade that I became aware of the fact that the world was a little different than what I had originally thought. My parents had decided to put me in a public school outside of my community. This new school was actually way further and within a much nicer neighborhood. According to my parents, my education was too important to allow me to stay at the school near our house. At the time I didn't understand, I just wanted to be with my friends. My routine had changed from walking to school and playing outside as soon as I got back home, to taking a long bus drive to school, attending school, taking an even longer drive back home. During those bus drives, I had more time to notice how much bigger the houses near my new school was and how far away they lived from us.