Personal Narrative: My Experience At Middlebridge School

I was never the type of kid to standout in school especially not in the hallway. I was never too tall, never too short, not too scrawny, but the one thing I like to do is make people laugh. Yet even though that was very fun and all I still leave my legacy behind, which as weird, as this sounds, I was the one kid teachers never took seriously, but for the most part I never got that bad of a grade, in middle school(except when it came to 7th grade language arts class).

It was an eclectic environment, a loud one, one that begged to be noticed. I went to an arts school and learned the importance of knowledge beyond memorization. I spent time downtown and listened to activists - street preachers and gay rights advocates and underpaid teachers all garnered

I went to three different middle schools. The first middle school I went to was Baldwin Arts and Academics Magnet. This was probably the best middle school out of the three. I had the most and best friends. They were all different, and they loved and understood me. The two things I hated about Baldwin were the stairs and the miles our P.E. Coach would make us run. The teachers were sweet for the most part, and even though I didn't do well because I wasn't accustomed to magnet school, they helped me as much as they could. The transition from public school to magnet school proved too tough for me, so I had to go to another school.

I learned some important things in my sixth grade year at Cascade Middle School. I

Your marriage day, the birth of your children, the day a parent died, these are a handful of the events that stick with you for the rest of you life. These are events that no matter what happens later on in life, are permanently ingrained in your memory for the rest of your life. These are memories that are so incredibly vivid that you remember where you where, what you were doing, and even what you were wearing when it took place. I remember experiencing an event like this in middle school, and it has changed my life.

Middle school was quite a bit different from my younger life. I was moving to a different school, starting football, going from being very short to above average tall and learning that school was much harder now. Football was definitely taking over my life and would continue for the duration of my education at the middle school. I had broken my finger my first season in first grade and then again the second year. The first time hurt pretty bad but by the second time I had done it I continued to play with it taped tight to my other fingers. To fix the second break from the extra damage of using it so much the doctor decided to pop it. It only got worse from there so we went to a different doctor and they gave me a cast. Later we learned that

Where do I even begin I went through four years in the Middle School and now I am off to the High School for another four years. At first when u think about it and it is scary to think about going to High School but then at the same time it”s not even that bad. You're not that little kid anymore that’s in Middle School you are going to go to High School. You will always have those memories about your time her at the Middle School but now that we have hit a certain age it’s time to face reality and expect things from the high that we don’t get here at the Middle School. Now it’s time to talk about what’s most scary and most difficult at the High School.

From the first day I entered my new middle school, I knew that my life was about to change forever. The countless modifications, some good and some bad, were about to mold me into what I would become at the end of 8th grade. Getting more involved with my community, becoming more athletic, and being kinder are just a few of the things that I think that I have improved upon. I have also gained some not-so-good qualities, which include biting my nails, not being as smart, and lying to myself about many things. Overall though, I think that I have made tremendous progress and have blossomed into a great student who is ready for high school.

Decisions that do not seem so transformative in hindsight turn out to be life changing. As I near graduation, I realized how instrumental Windham High School has been in my evolution from a timid freshman who was anxious of unfamiliar people and situations to a more courageous person excited to meet new people and challenges.

Last week, I began my first initial year of middle school. I thought that my first day would be anything but challenging and stressful, But, it turns out that I was entirely wrong.

Throughout my six years of being at Queen Elizabeth High School, I have been graced with several opportunities to contribute to the community through a variety of clubs around the school.

As a young black girl in a predominantly white neighborhood and elementary school, I was content. When I entered middle school I was not accepted. The other black students didn’t understand why I had white friends. I became extremely depressed and anxious, thinking there was something wrong with me. In my core classes, I was not harassed, however, in my elective classes and lunch that was not the case. PE, band, and lunch were always a struggle for me. I could not get away from their constant and consistent taunting.

I could say that at Brookhurst Junior High, I was a better student that I was in high school because of my classes. I have always done horrible in my math classes, but in 8th grade I remember getting the only B as a semester grade ever in my academic life. I had it good in junior high but that is because I wasn’t challenged. I never attended any dances at brookhurst for the both years I was there. I wasn’t exactly school spirited. I don’t remember actually making connections

At the start of my junior year, I moved home and transferred to Woodlynde, a school for kids who learn differently. At Woodlynde, I am happy and feel like I belong. I’m in challenging classes. I have great friends who accept me for who I am. And I’m involved in several activities, including taking photos for the student newspaper and assistant teaching at my religious school. I also had a fantastic experience playing a lead role in Woodlynde’s musical, The Addams

Upon first glance, my new school did not seem like much of a fit for me. Everyone seemed to like it, but I was having trouble fitting into the daily grind of a school that required much more effort and attention than I was ever used to. I did my best to keep up with everyone else, but this was hard for me, seeing as I was used to being one of the