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
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.
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.
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.
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.
I started middle school almost three years ago at North Davidson Middle school. The first person that I met was named Jack Knox, I met him on my bus at the end of the first day. As time went by Jack and I became best friends, we hung out all the time in and out of school. He was in eighth grade when I was in sixth grade and I ended up going to his eighth grade graduation and he had always planned to come to mine. When summer started, we hung out everyday, he came to all of my cheer events and he even came school supplies shopping with me, and he was at the hospital the day my baby brother was born.
It was the last day of tenth grade at Cathedral High School. My classmates and I were all packed at the front of the classroom waiting to get out of the door. My twin sister Claire and I were squished together at the very front. The bell had already rung for the next period, but we were hesitant to open the door because we knew as soon as we did, a swarm of seventh graders would soak us with water guns. Still, our classroom was fully prepared with Silly String for our counterattack. That whole year, our first period tenth grade classroom was “at war” against the seventh graders, and we needed one final battle to show them who was in charge. I looked at my sister, smiled big with excitement, and grabbed her hand. Together, we burst open the door and led our class
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
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.