Personal Narrative: My High School Life

Unfortunately, band is always overlook in high school. The students that don't participate in band fail to notice that we are more than just band nerds. Just because band members are A & B students and very good at their instrument dose not mean we are nerds. Marching band is the biggest student run organization at Miramar high school. Band does not get finically supported by the school so band members have to fundraise to keep the organization running. The sport organizations get supported by the school because they think students care more about sports than band. I am a member of the Miramar High School Marching Band/Concert season, and I can tell you thats not true and we should get supported. Miramar High students and teachers

Growing up we never had a stable household, so basically I went from school to school. I went to 4 elementary schools, the most stable being three years. About my second year of school we went from being somewhat below average to quite below average income wise and lost our house. We basically stayed in a hotel for most of that year. We then moved to a labor camp in Tampa for the finishing of my third grade year. Finally in 4th grade we had some stability where I went to Davenport Elementary for the final three years of grade school. I was very shy for the most part and had few friends in school probably from the contribution of being the only white guy on the black bus outside of the mentally challenged kid who had a grand total of zero

Your senior year was the best year of your high school career. You made so many friends, your grades were higher than they’ve ever been. You were happier than you’ve ever been. Im proud that you stayed out of drama for almost the entire year. Despite going through heartbreak and surviving a toxic relationship this year, you kept your head up. You competed internationally with your winter guard team. This was by far the most successful year you’ve had, and you should be very proud of all that you have accomplished this year. Some of the things I wanted to accomplish were maintaining good grades, acquiring my esthetics license, and to be accepted into the University of Akron. I had good grades in the beginning of the year,

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

Im writing this letter to my future self for Ms. Meyer’s English class and is to be placed in the Freshmen Time Capsule to open when I’m a senior. So I guess I’m a senior now? I hope it’s fun, Daniel is a senior right now and he seems like he enjoys being at the top of the high school food chain. I recently finished my first soccer season on the high school team, and I’m getting ready for the upcoming track season. I hope to be on the 4x8 team again this year with Rachel and Gillian, and we really want Sydney to be the fourth spot runner for our team (even though she really doesn’t want to). I can’t wait to get my restricted drivers license. It took forever for me to get my permit and I was kind of mad at dad for not getting it for me earlier but I guess he’s “really busy”. Freshman year is going really well so far, I have really good grades in all of my classes and I’m having a lot of fun and I can’t wait to see what the next years of high school have in store!

Fourteen years ago I was born at Munster Community Hospital. It was March 5, 2001 around 7:30 in the morning. When I was able to go to the house I still live in today. My mom would always tell me that my brother and sister loved me. When I got older I went to The YMCA for preschool. I went there for two years. Those two years flew by, I blinked and was suddenly in Kindergarten. It was the first day and I remember making two friends that I am still friends with today. Next, was first grade, I was in my class with one of my friends from kindergarten. That year went by fast. Second grade was one of the best years because I met my very best friend. We are still really close today. Third grade is when all of friends were in one class except

There have been many moments in my high school career that have made me think to myself, "Wow, I really am less of a child now than I am an adult." Be it my admission into National Honors Society, or my participation in a classical vocal recital at Wheaton College where I was awarded $100 and third place out of twelve of my peers, I couldn't help but think that I was slowly easing myself into adulthood. But the one event in my life that has truly been a milestone of my passage from childhood to adulthood really didn't even happen until the beginning of my third year in high school. This event was when I was accepted into the student secondary education internship program at my school.

After graduation, I was an au pair in Nancy, France for a year before returning in the early fall of 2017. I am continuing my gap period to reapply for school while working full time for Hampton by Hilton.

In the fourth grade, having transferred to my second school after a stay at a shelter, I was asked to introduce myself to the class and tell them a fact about myself. I looked nervously into the sea of new faces and said, “Hi, I’m Aleigh Crowder and I’m nomadic.” This introduction was met shortly with laughter that my new teacher quickly ceased.

It was - and still is - more of a painfully slow transformation than an instantaneous alteration. The shift from “too crave to even talk to the teacher” to “can interject across the room sometimes” marked the start of my growth to becoming a full fledge adult.

During my high school experience I’ve experienced many challenges and hardships. The things that have helped me the most is knowing that I am not alone and how my past experiences have strengthened me to be able to overcome these new challenges that I am faced with.

High school was hell. I went to a small school, very conservative and very athletics based. If you weren’t playing sports you were seen as less than the other students. Since I wasn’t on any teams I didn’t have many friends. The ones I’d had before high school had moved away or moved on from me. It didn’t help that the year before I started my freshman year I’d gotten diagnosed with major depression. Wanting to die every morning and school do not mix well. My freshman year seemed dire.

Before high school, I was quite sheltered in a small middle school with limited technological advancements. Going into high school, I was exposed to a great amount of resources that I never had before. For example, each freshman student was given a chromebook to use for the rest of our high school career. The opportunities provided to me by my high school helped me understand to never overlook experiences and resources that will be beneficial to myself and others. Choir has also been a major part of my high school experience. Without choir, I would not have been exposed to performing or the dedication it takes to fit a performing arts into my schedule. Performing is an artform that I love and plan to continue during college. I am very interesting

Have you ever worried what’s going to happen in future? I had this experience in 8th grade. This experience thought great life lesson. In life it’s important to trust and believe that everything will be fine and it will work out the you want it.

If you were to ask me if I liked my high school life here in the U.S. three years ago, I would give you a definite, one worded answer, “No.” It was my fourth year since I had moved from China to New York, I had thought that I had gotten used to the life here, until the first day of high school that screwed everything up. Everything in Midwood was totally different from what I had expected, or, from what I had experienced. Everything was new to me; I had never been used to move from class to class in between periods, and meet different people every time in a new class. As a timid person myself, everything in high school was making me uncomfortable. I felt as if I would never make any friends or even survive in this big school.