Personal Narrative: Walking Into The First Day Of High School

In the school year of 2015-2016, I am a high school student now. I should be excited for this upcoming school. However, I felt nervous about this school year. I lay in my bed until my mom called me many times. After eating my wonderful breakfast, my mom and younger sister asked to get ready for school. I didn’t want to change my pajama. My dad called me from the downstair, “Iris, hurry up. It is time to school now.” I was unhappy to get out of my room. Even though I have been in the Memorial High School many times before this school year, I was afraid of being in my first day of school.

One sunny day many years ago in the parking lot of Husson University a car comes to a sudden stop. The door swings opens and out steps a young woman named, Heather Patten. It’s the first day of college and she can feel the butterflies franticly swarming around in her stomach. “Husson University is a big place especially if you don’t know anyone there and have no clue where your classes are.” Eventually, like any place, Heather got used to the many buildings and huge campus. She was at a great place in her life, finally she was own her own. She graduated high school 10th out of her class, and got her wish to go to a college close to home.

This year, 2016 and 2017, was my first time at Early College High School. I was very worried and scared at the beginning of the year, but now, I am more comfortable at this school. From re-dos to essays, I have learned a lot this year from my English class. There are many things that I will forget, however, there are also memories and actions I will keep. Lastly, there is advice that I will provide for the upcoming sophomores.

Starting high school was a challenge. There are new surroundings and new people to please and impress. Classes were difficult, not because the work was hard but because there was nothing that was the same. New school, new teachers, and new faces to try to please were to much to handle when everything was falling apart at home As time went on, the smile face mask I had to wear everyday got thicker and thicker and it was getting more difficult to put on every morning. The only thing I would do when I got home was do my homework, read a book, maybe watch a little TV, nibble on dinner then go to bed. That was my life and that was my routine for 2 years. When I did go out with friends I would be home way to early and nothing really happened to make

When that year ended and I was transitioning to high school, Mr. Joyner made a decision to move me, Ja’quez, and Emmaus Holder up to the high school team known as HYPE. I was unsure of myself at first, I didn’t think I could or would make it on the varsity team of the organization. But that year, I saw a great improvement in myself. I got straight A’s that school year. I started becoming a better leader in the organization. That year we went undefeated and won the NC Step Show Championship, the Battle of the Border championship, and we even won the CIAA step show in the high school division. At one point, I was told I was going to be the next captain of HYPE. But, it was given fairly to my Immanuel Thomas and he is doing a very good job and has really taken up the mantle as captain. In the organization, I am know as “Grit” because of my impressive grit face. It originated from the first CIAA the organization ever went to and I was told I needed a new and

When I was at Tad Gormley watching the Blue Jays and realized I couldn’t stand, I learned not everything goes as planned. My parents were helping my sister move into college, so I was attending the Jesuit football game with a babysitter. During the celebration following a score, I knocked my water bottle onto the track; so, in order to retrieve it, I decided to jump over the fence that separates the field and the stands. It didn’t seem like a monumental task as I had jumped over that same four-foot fence multiple times that game alone. Unfortunately, I was standing at a poorly patched area in the fence and as I jumped my foot barely caught the edge of it. Consequently, I fell awkwardly, but I rotated my body to avoid hitting my head and ended

I remember when I was younger, I used to have trouble adding and subtracting. It constantly confused me on where the "1" came from and why it's "carried". Something about it I just didn't understand and it frustrated me. I recall crying in the back seat of the car complaining to my mom about not having enough fingers to solve a complicated subtraction equation in a mathematics workbook my mother bought from family dollars. Then I would sometimes use my younger sister's fingers to cheat, in order to remain tranquil. Finally, my mom decided to sit down with me at the kitchen table to analyze the steps to conquer these monster problems. Once I comprehended this lesson, I was no longer in the dark. Everything after that was as simple as pie. In

It was a steaming summer day while I was warming up in the in the bullpen. It was summer 2016, and this was my 1st high school baseball game. I was throwing with Grant Talley to warm-up. He was one of the two catchers on our team. After about 15 warm-up pitches, it was time to take the field with my teammates. I had a jittery feeling in my stomach while the coaches were talking to us, before we took the field.

My transition into high school was as easy as taking a breath. I had always found school quiet easy and I never had to put much effort into getting promising grades. Before high school I had my whole life figured out, or at least I thought I did. I had planned that I would attend a law school or major in English. After a while of being in high school I started to realize many things. My parents did not have the financial stability to send me to a law school, I was not as smart as all the other kids, little by little I began struggling with a negative mentality about myself and my future. I slowly let go of my dream of becoming a lawyer and decided to join the Health Careers Academy. Soon enough, I began to have a deep interest in the medical field but then again I continued to have the same question; how can I afford going to a medical school? I did not know much about college or what it took to get into college. I assumed I just had to have a pretty transcript and that was all it took. My self confidence began to lower as I saw how other students cruised through their high school years so effortlessly. I never wanted to ask for help because I did not want to seem “dumb”. I would bite my tongue and hold in all the unanswered questions I had. My junior year, I was having a very difficult time. I had a tight schedule which consisted of almost all AP or honors courses. I slowly began to give up because I did not believe that I could do it. I let my grades slip failing almost

My life flipped for the better once I left the 8th grade, it was finally summer time and I was ready for it. But deep down I knew once summer was over high school here I come. I won't even lie, I was terrified to start as a freshman in high school. All of the rumors that I heard with baby freshman day, and all the stuff they do to freshmens on the first day of school. To be honest I was really nervous, instead of a couple butterflies in my stomach I had the whole family flying around. But once the first day of high school came up all those rumors that everyone was telling me was actually a lie. High school wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. As my freshman year went on a lot of doors opened up for me, there were sports, clubs, new people to me, everything you could possible think of. I didn't really get into sports as much as all of my friends, I was more into video games and playing outside in the woods just adventuring finding old vintage things and old buildings and all of the beautiful views. My freshman year wasn't really too special, I was too busy figuring out what everything was and where everything was located at. Then my sophomore year came along this is where I started to get the foundation of high school and blend in. everything kinda went downhill I made good grades don't get wrong, it's just I never showed up which I regret miserably. Once I got to my junior year everything is still constantly changing, a lot more people know of me. I was never

We all have different kinds of the first day of school experiences, but for every student, I feel that stepping into the first day of school as a freshman would mark as the most memorable day in all high school years. Before the first day of school, I quickly thought that my freshman year would turn into the toughest and saddest year in my experience. My best friend would not attend the same high school with me, which already gives me many conclusions of how sad and hard of a school year it would result. However, maybe things will turn out differently than we think if we just change something about our way of living it.

In order to deal with this challenge, my approach to things had to change. Those changes we not simple,but I had a goal that needed to be achieved. Eventually, my way of thinking was reassembled not in a physical way but mentally. My introspection of certain elements started to adapt to the so called "high school life". Its wasn't just my way of studying that was adjusted,it was also friends. Friends are the number one thing that probably changed in my life since I know not everyone I meet will

On the second day of my senior year of high school, my AP Psychology teacher, Mrs. Markey, thought it would be a fantastic idea to go around the room asking everyone the same three questions: "what do you do in your free time?", "do you have a job?", "what do you want to be when you grow up?" I expected her to come to each of our desks individually. Instead, she sat on a stool in the front of the room and made everyone answer her questions aloud. I like attention, but I don't like being the center of it. As my turn was approaching, I was torn between staying in class or going to the bathroom to avoid answering her questions. I stayed.

Before I started high school, I thought I wouldn’t change much as a person. Now, I know that isn’t the case anymore because I developed anxiety during my first year of high school. Since then, I have to deal with it everyday. It’s not as bad as it once was but I think it has definitely changed me.

The day started ordinary except with a, “Kelly”! My mom was not happy. I forgot to do my homework, and I had to walk to school, oh no! I have 5 minutes to get ready! Ugh today is a Thursday, the only day of the week that taunts me, I mean it’s the day before Friday and I just have to wait, Thursdays are manipulative.