Back to School. 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.
Today is the first day at Wildcat High School. I make sure that I look my best: ripped jeans, white shirt, and black jeans. Regardless of all the confidence, I built into my outfit, I cannot help but have a flushed face. Walking to my first class, I feel less welcomed than ever. I sit in the front of the class, wondering who would sit next to me? All the seats are taken except for the ones next to me, but I already know that no one will come. I do not fit
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I give my best effort and ask questions as I play. I am shy to turnover the ball or get the team mad, but the players reminded me “Just Do It”. The advance moves are complicated. How do you hit a fadeaway? How do you do a finger roll? May you teach me?
Practice
It’s tryout time. The coaches are yelling like crazy. I show off my skills, dribbling fancy, making flashy passes like Curry, impressing the coaches. I score the most points on my team. I made the basketball team! The first game begins in a week, and everybody on the team congratulates
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The first few games I play off the bench because I am a new. The coach promotes me to starter because he thinks I have potential to dominate. “Whether I start or come off the bench, I go hard.” We are undefeated 12-0 and locked in for the playoffs. I average 25 points a game, with 10 assists, 5 steals, and 2 blocks. My accuracy on my shot is perfect, I master by corner threes. I feel much like Ray Allen. I unlocked my hidden talent and found the love of the game, basketball. “Practice makes
In Arthur Miller’s The Crucible, we are positioned to see belonging as paradoxical, in that the positive, human quality of belonging inevitably carries with it the negative and dangerous corollary of exclusion. By belonging, we are automatically excluding others and excluding ourselves from other groups. The Crucible achieves this complex presentation of belonging through a variety of interconnected techniques which will be explored in this essay. These techniques may be categorized into four main groups: conflict, characterisation, heightened language and juxtaposition; conflict being the foremost.
The birds flutter their wings and soar from tree to tree. A shallow pond gives life to the fish, turtles, and frogs within it. The woods beyond my house are my refuge. Everything is still and calm, bringing me a sense of peace and tranquility. In the summer, the woods are lush and plentiful. Vibrant colors catch my eyes in every direction. The scene is so glorious and soothing, that it overwhelms me. To me, even though the sunset is splendorous, watching the sunset makes me depressed because it means that the day is ending. Lily says in the book The Secret Life of Bees, “Sunset is the saddest light there is.” The smell of flowers and grass brings a fresh scent to my nose. Nothing in the world can compare to the aroma released by the delicate daffodils among the green floor.
Events: Today was my first day at Tecumseh High School, it actually start off at Tecumseh Middle School ha. In my defense I typed in Tecumseh High School, and maps didn’t have it right, so I went all the way through town, pasted the real high school only to find out I wasn’t where I needed to be. Finally I made it to the High School and there wasn’t any real problems after that. It was easy to get in and find the office, I was escorted to the weight room where I found out that I was going to be in a strength and conditioning class, I had no idea it was strength and conditioning, I figured it was another physical education class. While in the class I wasn’t really introduced to the class for some reason I felt like that was odd but I was able to watch and figure out how class was ran and what was
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.
different doors to enter the school. Each here to move on with their life’s. My first day of school
I think I substitute taught for your great ESOL students on Friday, November 17, 2017, and that day was my first time at Northwestern High School. I apologize for not contacting you sooner, but I accidentally forgot to mention what I am writing now.
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.
It was 2047 I was in class full of Freshman's at Fort Osage High School. All of the sudden, we get an announcement from the principal saying “ the school of Fort Osage High School has to go to school year long including June,July and August but you guys get breaks one-week every three months.
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.
The coach gestures his clipboard at me and my eyes fall onto him. The whistle screeches again and I snap out of my daze.
I attended all training sessions and spent a great amount of time playing basketball since the thrill of winning games, of becoming better pushes me forward. I believed my efforts are worthy, since I had the advantage over other players in speed and keen awareness, and I trained harder than others every day. Basketball was the only thing on my mind. Then the time came to assemble the official school team to participate in formal basketball games. I thought for all my efforts
there just isn't a lot of basketball talent where I live, but I hope to change
Halloween is a holiday, celebrated every year on October 31st. It can be traced all the way back to old European traditions. Halloween mainly originated from the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain. It was thought that if people were costumes, and light bonfires during the Samhain festive it would scare of any lingering spirits. During the eighth century, Pope Gregory III appointed November first as the day to honor all saints. All Saints Day combined nearly all of the traditions of Samhain. The night before All Saints Day, was called All Hallows Eve, and in the later years went on to be called Halloween. Over time, Halloween slowly changed into a night full of activities that many of us enjoy today, like carving jack-o-lanterns, throwing parties, and trick-or-treating. People all over the world continue to celebrate Halloween with treats, gatherings, and costumes.
3 weeks before the tryout I tried very hard to get in the best shape as possible and make sure my skills were sharp. I wanted to prepare myself best for the tryout. Running miles every day became customary as well as shooting a thousand shots. My older brother Kenny played basketball and he would often coach me. He tends to live through me because I was much better than he was at that age. His dream was to at least have me go to college and play. Kenny knew that travel teams are a great way to get noticed by colleges at an early age. During those weeks Kenny and I worked really hard to make sure I was ready. The weeks were long and hard on me. I didn’t want to do all the running and training, but I knew it would make me a better player and help me for the tryout.