Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Burlington School In Burlington

On the 24th of April 2016, I had just left Lake Hamilton School with two of my long time friends. We had just had a ceremony, and I had accepted a metal for completing the medical professions course, both level 1 and 2, throughout my junior and senior year. We had decided to take the Sunshine way home instead of the bypass. As I was driving down a straight stretch on sunshine I began to speed. Before I realized it a cop had passed me going the opposite direction. He then turned around and proceeded to pull me over. Once he had gotten onto me for driving so carelessly and not taking what could have happened into consideration, he then proceeded to tell me he was going to tow my car for such actions and asked if I had anything he needed to know

If I could go back in time and relive a particularly difficult moment in my life, I will work part-time in the weekend in high school. I want to save my money. I want to travel other state. I also want to see my childhood friends. I wish I spend more time to have fun with my friends when I was young. When I first came here I went to school and I didn't how many class I have to take the class and to pass the MACS. I spent one more year to get my diploma. I wish if I know all this I will take class that require. I will go to Middlesex Community College early to practice the MACS because they have MACS class. After I going Middlesex Community College I pass the MACS. It is very helpful to go there. I learned a lot of MACS how to answer the open

As I started running out the car I noticed I had forgotten my posters I had for my classroom. It was so much going on in my life, that I didn’t believe I could make it this far. "Mrs. Stacy, do you need help carrying your stuff to your classroom?" Said Mr. Jacob who had settled his classroom right across from mine. "Oh your help would be soo useful at this moment Mr. Jacob!" As I gave him the two big boxes of books that were filled with rain and mud from the thundery rain I ran back to my car to get my posters. Mrs. Stacy was just starting her career at Tennessee in Hicks Elementary School. An art teacher who had just graduated and moved away from the big city lights and into an old small town. She was just getting used to Mercy Town, a few miles away from an old cemetery.

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

I went to Ebenezer Middle School in Rincon Georgia for all three years. By the time I had made it to middle school I had adjusted to uniforms and the new people in a new district.I was upset that the uniform shirts were now green, and I had grown used to the navy blue shirts from fifth grade. I was very excited to start switching classes more and I was ready to start playing an instrument. In middle school we had A days and B days. Everyday it switched between the two. Everyday you would still go to your main classes, but the fifth class would switch everyday. That fifth class was an elective, and I had band as one of them all four years. In eighth grade I had the option to do band everyday so obviously I chose to do that.

On June 12, 2017 at a proximately 1205 hours, I was dispatched to North Brunswick High School for a report of defiant trespassers.

Imagine you go to a new place where you only know a few people but, soon after those few people leave and you are left alone.

First time going High school. Today I visited family education center in Chicago Avenue with my mother and three siblings. We all take the replacement test. Everyone get a good scores. But mine was less then 3.point. They told me to go wellstone high school while my other siblings went south high school. after one week I visited wellstone school. While I was looking the school I was so tired.so I thought no way I'm not going this school ever away but I filled the application forms and gave them the envelope I got from the education center. After that week I started to look different school that's close to my home . and one I found Lincol high school. I thought wow this is nice close to my home also had a school bus. Ever summer end I started

In conclusion, conserving wildlife is crucial to the survival of humans and the ability to produce medicines and other important materials. Animals don’t have a voice of their own, they need help before it’s too late. As you realize animals are essential in everything we do and if they leave we will quickly follow. Conservation of wildlife is extremely important because the future generations depends on it. If you decide to take no action, you are not only letting animals down, but you are letting mankind down. Don’t make animals

My time at Neblett Elementary was brief, but I consider it one of the most memorable of my elementary school days. I attended Neblett as they rebuilt the old Washington Elementary school and built the new Sory Elementary school, where I would transfer the following year. During that year, all the classmates I had grown up with transitioned to the new school with me. I vividly remember walking through the main hallway of a freshly built school on orientation day. I was excited to be the first to utilize its new utilities. The school had new technology, such as the large projector screens every school uses now. It was exhilarating to grow in a new school and be the first to experience it.

During my junior year in high school, I took a school trip to Ireland, Wales, and England. When I left Vermont, I was a shy person. I wasn’t the type of person who would approach a stranger on the street and ask for directions. Neither was I the kind of person who crosses a crosswalk without the sign signaling that I could do so, even if there were no cars in sight. On my trip, I found myself doing these things, and more. I could mingle with people I hardly knew. I could eat foods without worrying about every ingredient. Somehow, I found the strength to raise my voice in a group of a dozen people and take control of a rapidly deteriorating situation as we got lost in one of the largest cities in the world, certainly larger than Burlington.

Fear, that’s what dominated every move in my life. Every decision I made was limited by it and every opportunity I received was spurned from it. Now, being new in a school is hard, being new in a neighborhood is burdensome but being new the entire country, well, you can imagine. That was me four years ago, new, insecure, oblivious and scared. Even while growing up, I wasn't the most chatty one in the room. I kept to myself but not because I didn't want to socialize, because trust me when I say I did, but because I was terrified of what people thought of me.

One fateful morning in Bear Creek Intermediate School, I was printed out of blue paper. I was made with the main words of Band, Choir, Drama, and Art. I was to be passed out to a random student in the school. They were to choose which I should be. I was stacked on top of other papers that were also newly printed and to be passed out to the children.

I remember my journey through the halls of Franklin Avenue elementary school, it only took six years.

At Wooster Elementary, I was in 3rd grade everyone was nice to me on my first day of school. That helps me be nice now day’s. In 4th grade i had a teacher mrs welden and she was the nicest teacher in 4th grade. That helped me not talk back to the teacher’s. In fifth grade all my teachers influenced me and told me to keep on going and work hard. Sometimes I quit because it got to hard. I had loved my math teacher (Mrs. Peacock). She taught and taught me and told me to keep on going. She let me eat in class (Not really I Did it without her telling me I can.) I was also the craziest in the whole fifth grade. In middle school it changes. In 6th grade I have a lot of responsibilities. Examples, lockers, more homework, bad kids, mean kids, a lot