Personal Narrative: My First Time At Northwestern High School

The substitute teacher today was a retired English teacher, so she told the students she wouldn't be able to help them with their calculus assignment. The students had the whole class time to work on the two assignments Mr. Buzard had left for them. I noticed that the substitute teacher didn't like the fact that the students were very chatty in this class. She attempted to get them to be quiet, but it didn't work. I told her that normally they are allowed to talk while working. The substitute teacher even tried to bribe the students by telling them they could have a piece of candy if they would work quietly. It worked for a while. I don't feel this was the best way to get the students to work quietly on the assignment since they are seniors in high school. I think that if it had been a younger group of students, it would have been more effective. I also think that in general, it is difficult for a substitute teacher to gain control of the class since most students already feel like they can have a free day when the teacher is gone.

My first week of at Liberty High School was pretty normal basically like a bigger version of middle school at frontier for me. My classes are all pretty fun and have their own characteristics, but for the most part cool. I went with all basic classes this year to see if they were to easy or if they would be perfect for me, so that next year if I wanted I can move up to ap classes. The sport I play most of the time right now is football, I play cornerback and running back. When I’m not playing football I am wrestling, and hopefully join the swim team if I don’t make varsity in football or wrestling. Also this year I hope that I can keep straight A’s, and if not at least not go below a

It was my chance to start over. A new life. I could leave it all behind or so, I thought…

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.

One thing that has been meaningful to me is my experience with high school athletics. I choose high school athletics because of a few reasons. My first reason is how I learned about hard work and if you push yourself, you can achieve your goal. I have been lifting weights three days a week since I was in 8th grade. Up until the summer before my junior year I hadn’t tried very much while I lifted weights. I would rush to finish my workout, sometimes I would even skip lifting. I had wasted my time for three years. I realized that I had to change my work ethic. The summer before my junior year is when I started to push myself. I never skipped lifting the whole summer, and to this day I have not missed a day. I wouldn’t lift to just lift, I lifted

While entering high school was a petrifying year for me, I did not want to go through the next four years in fear everyday. As a result, I joined an enrichment called Chicago Voyagers. I loved being in the outdoors because I get to embrace the nature before technology has filled our minds and that is what we revolve around constantly. Also, through this non-profit organization, I get to meet new friends and gain some personal skills like leadership, teamwork, and communication. I do not want people to see me as timid and someone who does not have a voice. Even though I may still be quiet, I see myself becoming more outgoing and loud compared to my past self. When I reflect on my time in high school, I have made most of my friends because I

Something I chose not to do probably could have made my time in highschool much more fun and exciting. I decided not to get involved more in high school, maybe it was cause I was nervous to try new things, and it’s made me wonder what else I could have experienced. nI also think that maybe it would help me get into the college I want to go to if I got more involved. However, I also really like how my high school years are going for me now, but I feel as if it could have been better.

I have always enjoyed playing sports, I’ve played Varsity Soccer and Lacrosse since my Freshman year of high school, but since Freshman year, it has become increasingly difficult to balance academics, sports, and other extracurricular activities. First semester of Junior year I watched many of my friends come to school completely exhausted, only looking forward to going home and going to sleep, numb to the idea of having to sit in a classroom for seven hours, go play championship games, and then go home to at least three hours of homework and studying. I too was being affected by the expectations that were set before us, waiting for the day that I would crack under the pressure. When I did crack, it was after playing in a three-hour soccer

Growing up, I was always known by my middle school teachers as that “scatter brained” girl with the low B/C average. After being tested for ADHD by multiple doctors, they all came to the conclusion that I just wasn’t trying hard enough. Entering my freshman year of high school, my determination to succeed in school was higher than ever. I stayed up late every night, went after school for help, and yet I still ended up with a low B average. After all of my hard work, I was still a failure through my and my parents eyes. Throughout sophomore year, my self-esteem in school was lower than ever, but my determination was still pushing me. The end of sophomore year, I hit rock bottom. Again after all of my hard work, I ended with a B average, and

I will never forget the day when I walked through the door of my house at 7 years old, and got my heart absolutely broken. I never thought that that day would be the last day with, what I thought at the time, my best friends for life. As I walked through the door I can remember my mom say, “Bria, today was your last day at this school. We are moving to Sullivan.” When I heard those words come out of her mouth tears began to rush down my face. I never thought I would be able to make lifelong friends again, I would be unquestionably lost. This day is probably one of the most important days of my life. When we began to move I started to realize that I get to start over, and create a new me at a new place.

Freshman year for me was like a baby carrying a boulder. 9th grade was definitely difficult, but it was an exciting ride. I have learned so much, especially from my teachers, some were tough to handle, but they taught me so much. In my freshman class we all were free and independent and we thought we can do anything but in reality it wasn't so easy. Days of listening to lectures from my teachers were really helpful. It was hard to handle some of my teachers, but at the end of the year each one taught me something. The things I was taught about this year was to not slack off, to care about my education, how I can balance my social life with my education, stress, time management, and so much more . This year I actually started caring about my future and my goals, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to accomplish them; getting into a good university, receive an education, follow my goals. Not only did school teach me about my education, but it taught me about my life and my future.

Sophomore year. Mid-spring. Our choir stood in the courtyard of Denton High School, waiting to perform for UIL Concert and Sight-reading. I chuckled at something that I found amusing. All of a sudden I heard our choir Vice President shout, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we got Tim Burley to smile!” Everyone in the choir cheered as if we had won NBC’s The Sing-Off. Some choirs from other schools also began to cheer even though they didn't know what happened. This became a pivotal point that opened my eyes to one of my biggest failures.

I would consider myself to be a fiction fanatic. The majority of my high school experience was spent sitting behind textbooks studying the chemistry behind how Sulfur and Oxygen interact or learning about how the colonials overtook the British. So, naturally I turned to books as my emotional release from reality. Fiction transported me to a world where the impossible was possible and forced me to channel my inner creativity. I found that the information I learned in my textbooks would sometimes ironically connect with the stories I read during my free time. I was a logical intellect while at school, but a reader who loved to dream and challenge logic.

I am Aislinn, a practically ordinary high school student trying my best to make it to my future goals. My life has been a series of obstacles that I have overcome to get to where I am today. I am a strong independent human being with the passion and skills to succeed.

This school year stated off a little shaky for me. On the first day, I went to the wrong classroom- twice. That was very discouraging. When I was lost and confused I realized that there were many people around who were able to help me. I knew that I had to put myself out there and ask for help when I needed it. Having a different schedule every day was different for me. It took a week or two to really get it down and understand how to get to my classes. Also, having all of this free time is really liberating. Some people think it is dangerous to have so much time on their hands. I, however, really enjoy it. It is very nice to have time to get all of my schoolwork done and still have time to socialize and meet new people. I feel like I’m finally starting to get a grasp on the college lifestyle.