Personal Narrative: The March Of Savanna High School

“Take your base,” yelled the umpire as Kevin was hit with a pitch on his back. Kevin trotted at a snail's pace down to first base, his face was filled with agony as he grabbed his rib cage. As the game proceeded the pain from the pitch increased but Kevin thought it would eventually go away so he played through it. The game went on and it was close all the way till the end but the Stars pulled out the victory. They are now the 2016 South Carolina 2A High School baseball Champions. The team went crazy, the fans rushed onto the field to celebrate the victory with them. The team and the fans were bumping and brushing up against one another while they were screaming and hollering. Kevin was in the middle of the crowd with all his friends and

Ana Arias Live Oak High School ana.arias30@yahoo.com 4th November 2016 Throughout the seventeen years that I’ve been alive I have witnessed all the sacrifices my parents have gone through ensuring I have a better future than they did. I come from immigrant parents that weren’t fortunate enough to continue studying. I myself was brought into the country when I was two years old so I could build a different path than the one my parents had to take due to financial reasons. Short after, my sister was born my mom got remarkably ill with Diabetes. I would watch in terror as my mother would lay in bed barely able to move. I held her hand, wiped her forehead, with a cool wet towel, and longed she would get all better. Being the oldest in the

When I started Unity High School I felt a little nervous because I didn't knew nobody in the school. In the begging of the first class I was quit and I didn´t talk to noone. I also didn't knew nobody in the class so I could tell them if they could help me on the problem that I need help. I was shy to talk to the teachers and and answer question or ask them for help when I needed help. During lunch time I just knew one person that came from my middle school. So I just hand out with him most the time. But, then weeks and months past I began to have more friends and I was not shy or nervous to ask for help in class. I wanted to join the soccer team of the school but I was to nervous to do it. But, now I know that I´m going to join the soccer team

It was a Thursday evening when it all happened. Lady Titan Softball was at Tecumseh high school playing a conference game. Of course, this was my freshman year so varsity wasn’t exactly in my range. Winning the junior varsity game though, was just as important. We all knew this conference game was going to be a tough one, but we were willing to do anything to win.

Fear. As I walked into the huge, unfamiliar building of Gibson Southern High School on my first day of freshmen year, I shook with terror. New teachers, new people, new classes, and a new environment that I yearned to explore, but anxiety filled my body. I had previously attended Haubstadt Community School, where I finally felt comfortable and now everything seemed frightening and different. Although my body told me not to, I forced myself to push through the day with a positive attitude. After all, this would be my home for the next four years.

Thinking back through my time at Dekalb High School, I sit back in awe wondering how I made it this far. I sit back and wonder and remember the good memories, bad memories, and the unforgettable people I have met. Its crazy to think I made it this far. Its awesome to think how I’ve changed as a person from a immature freshman, to a trying finding myself as sophmore, to being a Junior and getting with the program, and now a Senior getting ready to graduate. I truly have learned life lessons, and truly gained accomplishments in my time here.

It was that time of year again; the leaves were turning brilliant colors of red, orange, and gold. The air was regaining its once familiar chill, and Halloween lights were once again making their appearance back along the gutters of the houses. For all seventh grade boys and girls attending James Garfield Middle School, in Youngstown, Maryland, this could only mean one thing; it was time for the famous annual seventh grade trip to Washington D.C.

I go to Mobridge-Pollock Middle School. We have a big lunch room with huge long tables going north to south. The tables have black chairs going on both sides. I will explain the west half of the room. You get your food on the east half then you sit down at your your table. The 8th graders eat with the 6th graders that sit on the east side, we sit on the west side and take up three tables. Usalley the boys and girls sit apart at two diffrent tables. So, when you are sitting down and facing west, the bathrooms and the water fountian are on the left side. On the rigth side their is a hallway leaving the room and the ala carte. Strait ahaid their are the gyms doors on both sides. Directly ahaid their is awards cabinate full of sport

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

3 years ago I was a green belt in taekwondo. I liked taking taekwondo lessons and my goal in taekwondo was to reach a black belt. But my mini story is about when I was a green belt at a tournament at the Northglenn High School gym. Tournament day was a really fun day because all the taekwondo schools in the district got together to spar, and show what we learned to the other schools. The sparring was my favorite part of the tournament, I was not the best at sparring because I wasn’t aggressive enough as the other teachers told me constantly. But today I was doing really good in the sparring tournament and was beating all the opponents that I faced. I was getting really excited because if I kept doing really good I might get to the finals and win

Walking through the halls of Belmond-Klemme High School you may pass different types of people with all kinds of backgrounds. Some struggle with school while others pass with flying colors. I am among these people in the crowd and my day to day student life can compare to others but I stand out among the rest.

I am very concerned where I am attending school, which is at Fossil Ridge High School. Truthfully, Since I have attended Fossil In August 2016 my grades have been slipping, on the other hand when i was at Rocky i was doing a lot better at school than I am now. I’ve tried to have a good relationship with all my teachers and come in for help when I need it, but I feel like I am always left out and not cared for as much as the other students that attend Fossil, At Rocky I felt very comfortable with all of my teachers and had a great relationship with them and felt that they care about me as a student and wanted be to be successful, something I never felt with any of my teachers at Fossil. I have a lot of great friends at Rocky that i grew up

The fall of 2005, marked the first I was assaulted by student. Classes were passing and I was in the hallway moving students along. I informed a student named Jimmy he need to go to class. Jimmy ignored me and continue to lean on wall talking to his friends. I informed Jimmy again he had to go class. Jimmy told me get out his face. Nonetheless, I persisted in Jimmy to go to class. Instead of going to class Jimmy walked up me and pushed me to the floor. Shocked and humiliated I pulled myself up from the floor and immediately contacted my union representative. Within hours Jimmy’s mom as the school. Throughout the meeting my principal excused Jimmy’s behavior and argued with me and my union representative. My principal and Jimmy’s mom

“No, do not leave!” I said in a panic, watching my older sister Savannah drive off with complete strangers. I stood in the middle of the drive way with a puzzled face, thinking, “why is she rebelling against us?” I could feel the intense failure my mother was feeling inside as she wondered where she went wrong. My mother raised my siblings and I to be strong, independent and hardworking. Thus decision Savannah made was very confusing us. My mom was very concerned about Savannah’s actions because she did not have a job, a vehicle, or money to support herself. When my younger sister and I returned to school, we were hoping to see Savannah, but sadly we did not. Days passed, and we never saw her. I had a gut feeling she had dropped out of school.

“Kennedy! Kennedy! Kennedy!” I could feel my stomach do a flip inside me as I walked up the steps of the Prairie Grove High School cafeteria to the stage area. All my friends were cheering for me from their seats as I took my seat and waited for the principal to make the announcement that I would be signing for a ten thousand dollar rodeo scholarship to Pratt, Kansas. I felt my hand shake as I quickly jotted down my name, and I could hear everyone clapping for my achievements.