Personal Narrative: My Sophomore Year Of High School

Being a freshman is the hardest of your four years in high school. Have you ever been pressured to be the best person you can be? This is how my year was as a freshman. Freshman year was the most different I never thought I would of found my way around the school when I first started to go there. Freshman year was the best year throughout my years of high school and it was the only year I had friends. During this year I had a lot of anxieties which dealt with me thinking I’m gonna be alone and not have any friends throughout the year to support me through the whole thing. Also, I would think of the pressure of not doing good in any of my classes so I would think it would affect my GPA in the future. The transition from middle school to high school was a different type of thing to do.

It was the last last few days of summer before I started my Sophomore year of high school. My freshman year I applied and ran to be Sophomore class president, and I won. Before the start of school SGA (Student Government Association) had the responsibility to welcome and show new students around the school. While showing and bonding with new students I meet two new sophomores students named Ethan and Olivia. Ethan was a very attractive young man who was six feet and had nice dark hair, that was swooped to the right. Olivia on the other hand was a very short and pale girl who had orange hair that was very thin. Olivia and I both found Ethan to be attractive, Olivia made it known to me that she liked Ethan. It was the first day of school and

Junior year. My junior year I realized things about myself that I hadn’t previously known. Things I’ve never done before and things people thought I couldn’t do. Situations I thought I wouldn’t be in and there I was. Junior year, I did it.

During my Sophomore year I interned with the Pennsylvania Democratic Party. As an intern I trained and recruited volunteers, registered people of all parties to vote, canvassed and phone-banked for the 2016 Presidential election, ensured that voters had transportation to their polling place, and watched the polling locations to ensure the safety of all voters.

Sophomore year. Worst year of my life. I’m not even going to surecoat it. It was terrible. The only thing that was going good for me was school. I excel or CAN. My mom was getting bad again. I had to juggle cheer, dance, school, my mom, and my baby sister all at once. I was stressed to the max. I got through it surprisingly. On the brink. It was hell. One person, out of the entire world helped me through everything. My boyfriend. He, I would consider my “real” boyfriend. He helped me through a lot. He helped me through bad times and made the good times better. As sophomore year ended, my mom had the worse news to me i could ever imagine. She told me that she has throat cancer. It screwed everything up for me, even my boyfriend, couldn’t

Education has always been something I have been passionate about. I love learning new things and also being around different kind of people. I learned early on my high school career I wanted to graduate high school a year earlier than my original class. Sophomore year of high school and made the decision of taking on one of the biggest challenges of my life.

As I reflect on my Sophomore year of College I am so very thankful for all the support I was given throughout this year and in my entire life. This year alone I served on the Executive Board for Spotlight, was an active member of Chapel Assistants, became a member of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority Incorporated, Alpha Chapter,I am currently studying abroad in Oaxaca Mexico, and landed an internship with TheGrio in New York City upon my return! OH and did I mention that I ended the year with a 3.8.... None of this would of been possible without a village supporting...

There is something else I would like you to know about me. The University of Florida has always been my school of choice. My father is an alumnus, and my sister is now a Sophomore. I want nothing more than to join them as Gators.

Junior year, we finally had a place to live in. My older brother moved out, his friend and his family moved out, and my younger brother had decided to go live my dad. Life seemed that it was going to finally settle down and be easy for me. That was when I opened that letter saying my rank and decided that I finally had the ability to put in the work that school needed. Throughout junior year I pushed myself as hard as I could. I learned how to study, I took as many AP classes as I could, I put my entire focus into school. In a year and a half (including first semester senior year) I went up 8 places in rank while the overall population of school grew. My GPA went up .7 of a point. My grades were better than ever. While all of my friends were

“Umm, yeah, I can mop the floors and... uh clean the floors best, uhhhhh yeah…I am done talking.”

“The hardship and all the challenges you go through in life make you who you are,” my mother once said. Thankfully, I haven’t faced many obstacles or challenges in life yet. However, a major turning point of my life occurred when I was in middle school.

High School has been a short journey full of challenging lessons, sophomore year tested my

Do you believe in bad luck? I'm not talking about just walking under a ladder, or spilling table salt. Rather, sometimes in your life you just run into a tough patch and must persevere through it. This is a very good description of my physical health during my Junior year of high school. You see I broke three bones in a span of 8 weeks, and they were all during athletic endeavors. I broke my right leg playing in a football game, and I broke both bones in my left forearm playing in a basketball game.

As we entered the doctor's office I had realized that everything would be better soon. As we walked in the nurse took us into her office and started asking me questions, she asked along the lines of where's the pain, how severe is it you know normal doctor things. The room was a 6x6 little tiny room, feeling smaller than ever being watched by body figures in judgement because I was in denial of my own. As we progressed throughout our conversation she wanted to do a blood test on me, as I walked into the test room a very young lady was the blood specialist she couldn't have been more than twenty. She sat me down on to hyper sanitary leather chair with cords and wires coming out of every angle, I picked up a hint of nervousness from her because

Sophomore year. Mid-spring. Our choir stood in the courtyard of Denton High School, waiting to perform for UIL Concert and Sight-reading. I chuckled at something that I found amusing. All of a sudden I heard our choir Vice President shout, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we got Tim Burley to smile!” Everyone in the choir cheered as if we had won NBC’s The Sing-Off. Some choirs from other schools also began to cheer even though they didn't know what happened. This became a pivotal point that opened my eyes to one of my biggest failures.