Personal Narrative: My Lessons I Learned In High School

My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my

“I began learning long ago that those who are the happiest are those who do the most for others.” Booker T. Washington’s wise words accurately summarize what I learned throughout high school. I noticed that selfish people are the unhappiest and most discontent. In sharp contrast, I also observed that people who dedicate their lives to others are the most joyful and satisfied. People I admire tend to be selfless and servant-minded. I strive to mimic them, living with a selfless mindset. My special interests, talents, and unique experiences enabled me to make others’ lives better.

It was a bright sunny day and I was ready to play. I was on the playground at recess. It was in April. I was on the monkey bars when my friend told me to jump down and she would catch me. My 3rd grade self thought it was a good idea and jumped. When i jumped from the bar, she moved. I slammed into the ground. I learned from this experience that you can’t trust everybody, not even your closest friends. No matter how much you know a person, you never know when they could change just in a second. Even if she moved because she was scared, or she wanted me to hit the ground, it doesn’t matter. Through it all I learned that you can’t give your just to everybody.

I remember coming home eagerly waiting for my older sister to arrive home so I could tell her about everything I learned in my third grade class. I was looking out the window for hours, waiting for her to arrive home, my mother told me that she was probably staying after to make up a test before she left for work. It was evening when my father arrived home and she still was not there. He noticed me gazing out the window because he promptly asked me,

I never really knew how I felt about starting high school. While I was so nervous and dreading the new environment. Also, I don’t know how to open up to new people. By the time, I thought I am going to fall into a big hole and never get out of it. However, the time has gone by so fast, I did not realize that I have so many friends. I’d give to an incoming San Marcos High School freshman some advices from own experience that I gained during the start of school are as follows. First thing, you need to remind yourself, you aren’t alone because there are hundreds of teens experiencing what you are experiencing this very moment ! Next, don’t be afraid to make new friends. There are many people who share the same interests as you and are seeking

I am very interested in taking College Prep. English instead of English 11 for my second semester. I feel by taking College Prep. English it will benefit me most during college, I want to have the ability to handle what college has to give me and by taking this class I feel I will be prepared. Not only will it benefit me in college it will help me improve my own writing skills.In this class, I am willing to work hard and become a better writer. My goals to become a better writer is to enhance my vocabulary and express myself more in my writing and I know this class will help me achieve my goals.

Completing my high school education has come with an array of struggles and challenges stemming from different sources and having varying degrees of difficulty. One of the major struggles I experienced in starting my high school experience was finding a place and a voice for myself among a large group of people who predominately didn't look or sound like me. Taking higher level classes, I often found myself being the only person of color in that class. As I began to make friends and assimilate into the environment I soon realized that having a different background to my classmates and friends unfortunately bridged a gap between how much the people around me could truly understand me and sympathize with who I was. Going to a school with a predominately

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

Throughout my eighth grade year I’ve learned many skills that will benefit me in the future, specifically high school. All of my classes have contributed to teaching me these skills in order to have a prepared for high school. The skills I will be addressing are time management, organization, and the importance of research. When it came to assignments, using all of these skills were important if I wanted to have the best quality work and have it in on time. These are the skills that I’ve learned this year that will help me in high school.

It was shocking to me, but this happened to me while in high school. Actually, I was in summer school, and I just didn’t feel like going to class. Well, someone hadn’t prepared for his oral report and my parents would’ve made me go to school if I had stayed home, so I planned to spend the day going to school but hiding next door at an empty vacant school (the school was an older section of my school, which was be torn down). I brought food, water, and some books to read and hunkered down at some old park benches hidden away from the world.

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.

Before we went to lunch, I was so furious that I yelled at Mrs. Price, “How can you pretend like everything is okay?” The entire class just stared at me, and Mrs. Price said,”Rachel! We will eat lunch, then accompany the principal in her office!” I knew there was steam coming out of my ears by now, but I didn’t say a word. In the cafeteria, I ate my lunch silently in fear of what I might say.

This year, I’m going for the gold. Rather than sitting still waiting for opportunities to come to me, I came to the conclusion that to get the most out of my high school experience, I’d have to chase my dreams. Growing up as a first generation American, I’ve always felt as if I was the “monkey in the middle”, too African to be American, and too American to be African. There have been many times in my life in which I have been taunted and discriminated against for my heritage and at one point in my life, I was ashamed of who I was. All I saw on the television and in magazines were girls with skin lighter than mine and hair that was looser as well. It was a dark time for me and I would never want anyone to experience the things I went through.

During my planning period, 2nd pd., I went to make copies and I found keys left on the counter by the copy machine. I looked at the keys and noticed that there were many school keys attached to the lanyard, so I began to knock on classroom doors to asks if anyone lost keys. When I got to Mrs. Henderson’s class she told me they were not hers and when I walked over to knock on Mr. Wiberg’s door I tapped the door slightly (most know he does like for his class to be interrupted) and Mrs. Henderson stated that they would not be his keys because he always keeps his keys in his pocket. So, I moved on down the hall. When I got to the B-61, Ms. Patterson, Ms. McCain, Mr. C. Purcell, Mr. Purcell, and Mr. Pearson all looked at the keys and noticed the whistle and keys to many of the buildings. The