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. This changed the summer going into my senior year; specifically, my perspective changed. Over the last ten months, I had spent my time saving up every penny so that I could plan a summer trip to Peru where I could study archeology and learn about the Incan culture. Being an obsessive person, I research everything about the …show more content…
Simultaneously, I was hiking through the valleys of Peru with my machete and mapping newly found Incan ruins. As I walked past a coca plant, I thought back to what Mortimer had wrote was the significance of the coca plant during the peak of the Incan civilization. It was believed to heal everything! If a local had a stomach ache, head ache, nose bleed, joint pain, etc. they would be offered coca leaves which is typically brewed in hot water and served as a tea. Also, when the Incan men worked lugging stones for their homes and temples, they would chew the coca leaves because it would provide extra energy. Knowing this, I tore off a few coca leaves and chewed them as I continued my upward journey through the Urubamba Valley. Chewing the coca leaves, wearing jeans and a long sleeve while carrying my backpack made me feel just like an Incan-or as close as I could get to feeling like
I currently attend a specialized high school which is lead to be a “non-typical high school experience.” Being surrounded by peers who share the same goals as I do has continued to challenge me beyond my comfort zone. High school has prepared me to anticipate the rigorous work in the BS-MD program while balancing other priorities. Learning from my past experiences, time management is vital in any academic atmosphere. From eighth grade through tenth grade most of my time was spent in the dance studio, up to 25 hour weeks. I’ve learned to balance my passion for dance while maintaining my position on the honor roll. With the challenge of being a senior in high school, dance would not be fit for my schedule. Meanwhile, I was mentored by two extremely
I had a very rough ending to my high school career. I was quite adament on doing my assignments independently, so I failed multiple classes over my sophmore and junior years. I was behind on the credits I needed in order to graduate and walk. My senior year, I had to retake 4 classes worth of credits and pass all my current classes to graduate. Through all that year long grinding and work, I finished my my credit recovery classes a whole month early. Without putting the idea of not actually graduating with my friends and disappointing my family, I probably wouldn't have done all the work I needed to graduate. Having a goal and the mindset to actually go and achieve it is paramount to actually get somewhere in life.
When kids are first asked what they want to do when they grow up they typically list off things like a princess, superhero, fireman or a pilot. As everyone grows up these interests begin to morph as they mature and experience events. Since I started my high school career I have involved myself in many different activities that have shown a light on the type of career that I would like to purse at Indiana University.
Sometimes finding time to do everything you need to do is nearly impossible. Some people push somethings to the side for later, or they just completely forget about them. That is why my ability to balance all aspects of my life throughout my high school career has made me very proud. I have always loved playing sports, so when I got to high school, I was so ready to be one of those kids on the varsity team. I played basketball for two years and softball for two years, earning All Districts and All Regions honors for the 2016 and 2017 seasons. I also knew I wanted to be involved in the school, so I joined some clubs, Art Club, Spirit Club, Volunteer Club, National Honors Society, and Student Council. I have been on the board for volunteer club
My high school education has prepared me for my next steps after graduation. There has been people that have help me get prepared for the next step and some of the education has helped me for the next step. School has prepared me because I known the basic skills needed out in the real world. Like math has help me get prepared for the money troubles and English has helped my right a resume to get a better job.
Throughout my high school career, I've learned various things that will help shape my future. Whether it's my experiences in athletics, extracurricular activities, or even my social interactions during the school day itself. High school was a place where I learned endless life lessons that have shaped me into who I am today. Most people view high school as a place that they are forced to spend four years of their lives, I conceive it as a place to grow in friendships and expand my knowledge of the world.
After each grandchild accomplished the triumph of graduation, my grandmother created handmade knitted blankets in remembrance of the hard work and dedication put into our high school career. After I graduated I was so excited to receive one of her works of art, but unfortunately my grandmother had recently been diagnosed with Hodgkin’s lymphoma. With this extreme heartache I did not expect her to fashion a blanket for my mile stone; instead we decided to spent our last Thanksgiving with her, watching old movies like “Train, Planes and Automobiles” absorbing her generosity and appreciating while we still had her with us. After my grandmother passed, a few months after, my grandfather brought us out to the house to gather what possessions we
Since I started high school in 2012 I have taken as many academically different classes as I could with the highest possible rigor to not only push myself, but to expand my interests for my college career. As I come to the end of my high school career I realize I have a wide range of academic interests. If I was to choose an area of focus today one of my main interests would be children’s mental and physical disabilities. While some might find it difficult to work with down syndrome, autistic, or physically handicapped individuals, I find it rewarding and enjoyable. I have on many occasions volunteered at school as a teacher assistant to tutor or just accompany them to their classes. As I reflect over the past few years I find these moments
My high school years were going well the first three years since I came to the United States from Nepal in 2012. I was able to adjust enough through this transition although I confronted some difficulties as it was a new experience for me. I was focused on my goal; however, I struggled after we moved to Chesapeake from Norfolk at the end of September, 2015. It was the beginning of my senior year in a new school. There wouldn't have been much difference if the school system was the same, or if we hadn't moved suddenly in middle, but The classes here run everyday whereas Norfolk has an A-B class system. When I came here, I realized that I had a lot to make up for my AP classes, it was a challenge. The first day of school was a disaster for me,
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
In high school, I was a bad kid. I didnt do drugs or drink beer, but I was bad. School wasnt a priority of mine during my junior year, and I failed all of my classes except weight training, ceramics, and jewelry. I lived for the bell at the end of the day. This was the first year that I drove, and I did it a lot. I had an old baby blue Chevrolet pickup that could fly like the wind. I met a lot of people, and gained some good friends.
Due to my rashness I potentially destroyed the only legacy I would ever have at my high school. It began and ended Freshmen year. The first month of school, I was eager to get involved on campus. I was intrigued to try out something entirely unfamiliar. I still remember the excitement I had as I looked over the list of activities and sports, it was pure adrenaline. I finally fell on the decision to join the swim team. After a quick shopping spree for a skin tight black speedo and goggles at Big 5 and one uncomfortable physical examination, I was ready to get into the water. First week of practice was simple and tranquil, I was being taught the proper technique of swimming and was ultimately building up my endurance. However simplicity and tranquility
In the time of my four years in high school I have been through a lot which has affected me academically. When I first started my sophomore year my family was in the middle of a custody battle for my nieces with my brother and his ex-wife. Through the time of fighting for custody an incident happened that ended with the kids getting taken from us and put into foster care. Those events affected me greatly because I was the one who raised my niece Casie from when she was born up until the custody issue. When the dispute was going on I couldn’t focus on any of my work as well with missing a lot of school, which was reflected in my grades. Recently to start my senior year I was sent to Boise Idaho because my grandfather had passed. During that
I attended Loudon Elementary through 2nd to 6th grade. I was sad that I was leaving all my friends but excited to meet new people at junior school. I heard Junior High was a lot different from elementary.The only concern I had was that the classes may be to hard but, it wasn’t that hard once I got there and met all my teachers.My first impression of Tevis Jr. High was that I was really nervous I had wondered how this school was like.Tevis was different than I expected because I thought that I would get lots of homework and I wouldn’t find any friends.
As I sit here writing this essay on my phone rather than a computer screen, I am coping with one of my set backs. As the product of an African couple, I grew up learning the African culture and way of life. As I began my high school journey my parents began their separation journey. They had decided that they no longer could live in the same house together. They decided 21 years together was enough and they wouldn't bear another minute. I know what you are thinking many children deal with this heartbreaking experience, but what made it extremely hard for me was my ethnicity. Up until this I had loved being African but after I saw the way they treated someone that they once loved my perspective had been changed for good. Something as simple as paying a speeding ticket they would not dare