Personal Narrative: My Personal Legend In High School

Throughout my Jr. High and High School career, I've had many pastimes and hobbies that I found I could participate in outside of the classroom for. During the seventh grade and all the way until my sophomore year of High School I participated in basketball. From the seventh grade until my senior year of high school I participated in cross-country. In Middle School I participated in wrestling, and most recently I have partaken in soccer for my junior and senior year of High School. Besides sports I spent a good amount of time dedicating myself to volunteer for the local parks and rec center. I volunteered on projects such as the Annual Triathlon, the Haunted House, and many more. I also volunteered for the local Clinic during their annual 5K Color Run.

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.

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

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

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,

“Go ahead, underestimate me. You won't be the first… You won't be the last… But you will be wrong”- Steve Maraboli. All throughout my life, people have doubted me and said that I can't and won't do that. The thing is that they are always wrong and I always prevail. Going into my junior year, I knew it was going to be a big year for me physically and mentally. I decided to take my first two Ap courses of my high school career. I knew it was going to be challenging, but I was up for it. I decided to get more involved in school by going to sporting events and joining tech crew. Academically I believe I have been decent despite letting myself down through procrastination and my personal life. This year like every year has been tough. My emotions

High school in its self is an experience. There are many activities and opportunities to take part in. I have been provided the opportunity to have experience many of these during the course of my high school career. The one that stands out to me as most satisfying was when the girls volleyball team went to state. However, I am not a member of the volleyball team; I am a part of the band.

They started teaching us in middle school that we don’t ever get it easy after this. When they said we didn’t get it easy, I thought that just meant the classes weren’t easy in high school or in college. No. They meant life is not easy after this, they meant it was time for us to put our big kid pants on and grow up. Beginning my high school career is when I finally realized that life is not just handed to me, that I have to work to get where I want to be.

Throughout my high school career, I chose the recommended path. I followed the requirements and chose my courses based on the advice of my counselors and my older classmates: use high school as a period of exploration and growth. Whenever possible, I took classes that I knew I would enjoy; Digital Graphics, Sociology, World Religions, and French. Senior year, I chose to take Accounting and Statistics because of my interest in business (sparked by Business Principles and Ownership) and probability. In taking these classes, I hoped to explore potential career and major paths. Additionally, I chose to take classes that would expand my knowledge by stretching me to my limits. These classes included Calculus, AP Human Geography, American Literature,

8th Grade is a major turning point for students. You finally get to graduate from Middle School, and move on to High School. Along the way, you get to meet friends and learn wonderful things about history and science. However, in New Hampton, there happens to be a major field trip that really ends the year with a bang. This was the moment I was most looking forward to in my 8th Grade year, and there is no way I could leave it out. In this entry, I am going to talk about my trip to Washington D.C.

At 6 A.M. I awoke to bright lights and loud footsteps of my parents getting ready before we headed to Florida for three weeks to see my aunt and uncle. After I had fully woken up I got myself dressed and put my things in the car.

The day started as any other Friday for me. I woke up around 8:30 and went to the gym for workouts before class my first class. I was limited to what I could do because I had injured my knee the week before but was recovering. The day was going by smooth and I really was looking forward to being done for the day. Whether or not I was staying in my

I woke up in my bedroom with the sun right on my face. I looked at the clock, hearing sounds of the jazz on the streets. It was 5:00 in the morning. I WAS LATE!!! My flight is at 6:00. I started dressing. After forty minutes, I was on the airplane drinking coffee and trying to catch my breath after that rush. I slept for nine hours on the airplane.

The day started off normal, I woke up around 2:17 PM because I just got back from a trip to Japan the day before and I was really jetlagged. I grabbed my phone and called my friend Justin.

I woke up to the sound of my bedroom door being slammed open by my dad. As I am still dazed from the sleep I started at 2am, I look over at the clock and realize why my dad is so angry. It is now 5am and our flight departs at in 2 hours. I try to get out of my bed as fast as possible and because my dad is the type of person who rather show up 20 minutes early rather than a minute late, I stumble over to my closet, get dressed, pick up my bags and load them onto the back of the truck. As I finish eating the peanut butter and jelly my mom made me, I kiss my family goodbye and jump into the truck with my dad. My aunt had just turned on the truck and the whole car still felt like a cold toilet seat.