Personal Narrative: My First Day At Tecumseh High School

When I lived in North Carolina in 2012, I lived in a small school within a tight nit community. From day one I felt as though I didn’t belong, and the ones who made me feel most out of place were my teachers. My teachers told me to leave and go back to Maryland because if i stay I would fail. I couldn’t believe teachers would say that I was so shocked. My teachers rarely attempted to help me with my work as if I was unteachable because I didn’t learn as fast as everyone else.

It was a Thursday evening when it all happened. Lady Titan Softball was at Tecumseh high school playing a conference game. Of course, this was my freshman year so varsity wasn’t exactly in my range. Winning the junior varsity game though, was just as important. We all knew this conference game was going to be a tough one, but we were willing to do anything to win.

It was a warm Thursday morning in June. I had been training all summer long with the Hilton Head High School Cross Country team. Every morning we would have to be at practice in Hilton Head Plantation at 7:00 sharp, if we were late, we had to run 4 miles plus what we had to run for practice. That day, I am so lucky that there was not any traffic, because if there was I would have been late. I arrived at practice, and there was one of my friends from school, Cal. He had told me he was going to come run with us over the summer for a while, but until then he hadn’t been at practice.

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.

Trees whipped past Jim as he looked out of the window. Jim’s family was moving once again for his dad’s job. His family was moving to San Diego, California. Jim was fourteen turning fifteen in about a month. He was extremely skinny and weighed ninety pounds. Jim's parents were constantly wanting Jim to eat more to weigh more and hopefully in the long run grow more. Jim height is five feet four inches, he had short, straight brown hair. The aspect of Jim that distinguished him from most kids was his huge smile and a large mole on the back of his neck. Jim was extremely excited about the warm weather, beaches and new friends he would hopefully make. He was also a little bit sad about leaving his hacking buddy, Andrew in Bardwell, Kentucky.

I have been a Spring isd student since 2008. The schools I have attended are, Northgate Crossing Elementary, Twin Creaks Middle School, and now Spring High School. Over the course of these eight years I have learned and observed a variety of ways students upset teachers, specifically English teachers. If you are looking for ways to upset your English teacher, you have come to the right place.

I had never been in Forensics until my first year at Quinter High School; I actually knew nothing about it. Everyone said that it was for nerds and geeks. My first day in the class was pretty weird. I didn’t know any of the kids and the games they were playing were loud and hyper. I’m not usually the type for that kind of stuff so it was pretty annoying. I didn’t like the class too much, the walls were pink and covered in plaques and trophies. Little did I know, that I would soon be helping add to that wall.

different doors to enter the school. Each here to move on with their life’s. My first day of school

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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

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Four years ago our class walked into Assumption High School not knowing that on earth awaited us. Some of us walked in excited and ready for a new adventure, others walked in timid not knowing what to expect, and some walked in terrified because they came from a different school and didn’t know anyone. Some of took one look at Assumption and thought it was massive for a school. As for me, I was terrified because I had heard of stories of the freshman getting pranked like taping them to a poll, or spray painting their car. Now four years later our class is walking out of Assumption thinking about how the halls seem much smaller than before, and how the teachers aren’t terrifying as we thought they were.

I felt very self conscious of the eyes peering at me from every corner of the room. Surprisingly my self talk felt like it had had just got struck with lightning. I was shocked by the fact that I got excluded out and the embasament had a direct impact on my physical exertion. I had never peddled so fast as string of cues filtered through my mind “Come on Ariel push harder”, “Do you want to get singled out again”, “You can do anything for thirty seconds”. As an NCAA athletes here at Western I like to think I have my self talk dialled in. Nethertheless I didn't have any distinct communication with myself until the instructor incident. Everything I thought carried a note of positivity after I got going, even though a portion of that communication was inspired through a small amount of

Once I arrived I went straight to my counselor as instructed to receive my schedule. Walking into the counselor's office I felt eyes stabbing my body shape. I knew in their heads they were thinking “She’s too skinny,” “That’s disgusting,” “Does she eat,” and “Why is she showing her legs.” A cute boy smiled at me and I smiled back happy that someone noticed me in a good way. That was until he went up to his friends and started making jokes.

Finally, I could suppress my nervousness and after taking a deep breath I opened the door and quietly entered the classroom. It was dark and unwelcoming like on purpose adding more anxiety to my already unfavorable situation. There were two students sitting, one of them was in the very front seat right before the teacher 's seat with a notebook and a book on the desk ready for the class. For a moment he cast a quick glance at me, l guess expecting to see the instructor instead of me, he just looked at me very indifferently. The other student was in the very last seat plunged into his phone like if there is no life