Personal Narrative: My First Day At Mount Pleasant 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.

It was the first day of school at Brooklyn High school and at some ungodly hour, my cold-blooded step brother,Alex,came pounding on my door, saying,”Gracie, wake up, it’s time for school and my room isn’t clean!!” It was so early, even the taxi drivers were sleeping.

My first day at Bennett High School was on February 4, 2015. I had previously communicated my intention to be at Bennett HS for my orientation that day to Mrs. Gina O’Kussick. At 8:30am, I got to the school and introduced myself to Mrs. O’Kussick with whom I then spent the next 10 minutes discussing and finalizing my weekly schedule. I decided to observe her next class in order to familiarize myself with the students and class atmosphere.

The first step I took in the Cupertino High School band room, I instantly knew that this is where I belong. The drums on the shelves, tubas hanging from the wall, all the joyous people in the room just made me happy. This is my first year at Cupertino as a 14 year old, and band sounds really fun and interesting, so I decide to join. It is August 2015, and I went in for registration, and measure out sizes for everything, I could not wait for what is lying in front of me.

o'clock. The man said "sounds good, ill be here tomorrow at six so be ready". Once the

Janice expressed starting her day with the family would be a way for her to meet the need of love and belonging. Although Kat was resistant to get up early in the beginning she agreed to do so after a small compromise of breakfast time being moved to 8:00 am. The family agreed to breakfast together each morning to allow the family to feel as each one of the members belong.

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 Freshman year in Mills High School is ending soon. Throughout the entire semester, I’ve discovered lots of brand new ideas and concepts while learning and communicating with Mills high teachers and students. Different classes provided many challenges to me, which tempered my determination and persistency, and make me motivated to accomplish things. Of course, I’m pretty satisfied with those goals I accomplished, but also getting more serious about the tough things I have to improve.

The crowd was in uproar we had won our first home game of the season. A clean victory that I felt a part of after putting in the grueling hours at practice throughout the week. After our coach congratulated us on the victory and gave us a few words of wisdom my teammates and I headed to the locker rooms to change after a hard fought battle.

Every day is a continuous routine. I wake up with my face planted on the bed. I contemplate about my life. What am I even doing with my life? I enjoy playing basketball,l but can’t seem to make the team. I practice every day for a few hours. Then, I sleep and restart.

It was the first day of school, at my new school, Belzer Middle School. We had just gotten on the bus, and one of my friends mentioned volleyball tryouts. So I started to talk to them and ask questions about the time and place. Then we got off the bus and the day went on. Sooner than later it was 5th period and the volleyball coach just happened to be my substitute for my 5th period class. When there was time I asked him about the tryouts, and how to sign up. He told me to talk to Mr.Connors , the athletic director. Next, I had just realized the day was over, the bell rang and it was time to get on the bus and go home. As soon as I got home I told my Mom about the volleyball tryouts, so she e-mailed Mr.Connors to ask what we needed to do to

I woke up the morning of November 4th, 2016 never wanting that day to end. It was the last day that I would ever be an Oak Hill High School football player ever again! It would be the last time that I ever strap on the good ‘ol black helmet with the red facemask, played for the Red Devil pride that runs so deep, or just simply took in and enjoyed what kept me going for so many years. We were set to take on the Westside Renegades in a battle of teams who were not doing so well on the season; we were coming in at a disappointing 0-9, while they were a struggling 2-7. Nevertheless, we were here to go to war.

“I had hoped to get a couple of hours rest,” Sly said. But what the hay, let’s stop by the cafe next to the factor and I will treat you all to a hot breakfast before we go the barn.”

1pm, 2pm, 3pm, 4 pm, 5pm ……. 9pm. I had to be getting ready. It was

5:02 a.m. There are a few things I can see without my glasses in the dim light of the morning, and this is one of them: Seven extra minutes are not going to compensate for last night's fun. It's time to get moving or I'm going to be late.