Personal Narrative: My Internship At HJ Macdonald Middle School

It was 7:00 in the morning when we arrived at the Johnston City High School. Once everyone arrived at the high school, we got on the bus and headed off to Benton. As we stepped foot on the bus, we all sat there quietly, nervous about the results of this game. This was the game that determined whether or not we went on to state. Coach Simon and Coach Shane gave us one of their what we like to call "before the game warm-up talks". We were all nervous of course, but we were all determined to win this game. We had been looking forwards to winning regionals and going to state the whole season and that day was the day that we gave us the opportunity to go to state. After the thirty minute bus ride, we finally got to Benton and once we got there,

Growing up on the west side of Chicago, it was always about finessing to get where you wanted to go in life. You either play basketball, rap, or scam, and I don’t fit any of the mentioned criteria. I have only one way that will allow me to live the successful life I dream of, and that’s my education. I worked my hardest during elementary school just so I could be able to attend one of the top high schools in Chicago and only then was I accepted into Whitney M. Young Magnet High School, one of the top three high schools in the state.

This crucial four years of Highschool is what shapes up a person. Things like friends, families, and new experiences are what teach life lessons and morality. I believe that through the service activities I have taken part of this few years, I learned new qualities about myself and new aspects in life. I have learned the role of a leader, all the charitable things service can offer, and I have built a character. What impacted me the most was the “Jessey J Mcray Elementary School” program, and the Service Day activity I did in freshman year. Volunteering is a great way to bring people together and it provides physical and mental rewards for whoever decides to do it.

I am currently interning at West Millbrook Middle School, at 8155 Strickland Road, Raleigh NC, 27615. West Millbrook Middle School is a traditional school calendar that holds a capacity of 1120 students. Although for the 2015-2016 school year only 929 students are in attendance. (296 6th graders, 313 7th graders and 320 8th graders)

I, currently as a student at Ruth Thompson Middle School, have contributed to the community around me in many ways. In my school, as of now, I have been part of the RTMS Tech Team, which includes in helping students with technology, helping teachers set up with assemblies, open houses, replacing PC monitors, and a lot more. As part of tech team, I have also helped with things that are relatively tedious, like sorting out a whole room of cables. Yes, I will do it again at JFSS if I’m assigned or have the opportunity to. Also, I have helped with jobs that may require a little more skill. In my school, I have tried, along with a team of other students, try to install Chrome OS on unsupported hardware, which if succeeds, will be installed on more

While attending Judson High School in the beginning of my senior year, our advisory teacher Mrs. Evans

After graduation, I searched for jobs and most of the time I froze up in the interviews. The only interview I nailed was an interview for teaching position for Duval County School Board. Therefore, I became a part of the teaching profession in the fall of 1998 teaching Biology, Algebra I, Physical Science, and Chemistry in different years up until 2001. Additional, I was a science adjunct professor for two years at Florida Community College in Jacksonville.

Although in the past four years at Roanoke Valley Early College (RVEC) I have grumbled about how long I have been in the program and mentioned being ready to graduate almost everyday, writing this paper almost feels like a farewell. A bittersweet moment that I can safely say I deserve because of how hard I worked towards seeing this year all come together. The best way to describe is stunning. I would almost always hear any and everyone say that senior year comes up fast and I now know that they were not joking even a little. During my time at Roanoke Valley Early College I have evolved into a person that I am proud to call myself through my internship, staff members, career aspirations, and individual improvement.

HIgh school has always been easy for me, and probably for the majority of people that have been through the school system in America. 20 years ago there wasn’t a such thing as a program like northland CAPS for high schoolers. Also 20 years ago you didn’t need a college degree to pursue most careers. For me I’ve always been a procrastinator, even the application I submitted to northland caps was late. I’ve always been comfortable talking in front of large crowds and I’ve always been comfortable with myself. However, I was tired of the traditional classroom as well. The repetivness of being in highschool learning the same material has the juniors did before you. I wanted to try something different my junior year, and I knew that there wouldn’t be very many juniors in this program making it a bigger challenge for me.

The 21st of July, 2009 is when he vanished. He gathered his things and walked out the door. He took everything, hope, love, and happiness. I hated him, I hate him, for what he did to our family. Believe it or not, we were once a normal functioning family, both my parents worked and my 19-year-old brother, Josh, and I got straight A's. On Fridays when he would pick me up at the elementary school he would always have chosen a special treat for me. The last treat I got was on Friday was 12 years ago. He had all of his stuff in his car and he gave me a caramel apple pop.

With the thought of finally graduating Westby High School, I had to decide what my next chapter would entail. I knew furthering my education would ultimately be my only choice, however the plan for the years to come were difficult. I contemplated for hours whether I wanted to make an extra maybe $5,000 a year or take on less student debt. With a personal finance class to help me make this decision my senior year, it was clear. I decided that to enroll at a two year institution was more beneficial for my financial standings.

You can never know what it is like to live in a small town unless you live in one. Yes, it may be a hassle to have to drive 15 minutes just to get a carton of milk or some eggs. At the same time, you can never walk more than 15 minutes in our small town without metting someone that will put a smile on your face. I have lived in the same house in Mead Colorado all my life. I have walked these streets and played in the parks for all my childhood. Living in Mead and volunteering in the town has showed me the role people play in our lives. It is due to this knowledge of how others impact our lives I have decide to pursue psychology and teaching at Fort Lewis College in Durango this fall.

These last few years have actually been the best years of my life. They were filled with success, new relationships, and happiness. My involvement at school and in my community had a major role in the above listed.

For the week of March 7th- March 11th I did my internship at Cape Fear Middle School under the guidance of Coach Bell, Coach Reese and Mrs. Hayes the data manager. The first day of my internship, I helped coach Bell with his computer class assisting any student who needed help. I met a fellow intern Ms. Jessica Fallon who is a student at UNCW, and we both helped coach the A/B gym classes for 6th, 7th and 8th grade. I played the role of the DJ during the warm ups and referee when the groups played capture the flag. Ms.Fallon was the instructor for the exercise part of the classes so I couldn’t help much in that department. Thursday and Friday I was the messenger/ secretary for the majority of the day. That was better than sitting down on a

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.