I started drawing when I was 16. I was cursing 10th grade, or how is called in my country, Dominican Republic “Segundo de Bachillerato”. It was recess. I was alone in my classroom that day, besides two or three people who were just killing time there, and I didn’t had much to do with my time. I was at the last book of a series of books which names I can’t remember and If I recall correctly the last book was very boring for some reason so I didn’t wanted to read it anymore. So, looking for something to do, I stood from my seat and walked boringly down the aisle of chairs and that was, not my first interaction with art, but the first time I remember i liked art or paid attention to it. Yerkis, a guy of my class: short, chubby and well mannered
Were you scared to come back from Rome and face you mom? I was worried she was going to be really upset with me and she was, but I think she realized that if I wouldn’t have done what I done Preston would have died. Also deep down she
What did you learn? I did not really learn anything new although I thought it was very informational for those who did not know about what a substantial source is and how to find out if it is a good one.
I unzipped my coat as I stepped into the warm basement. I crinkle my nose as the bitter smell of alcohol hits it. I feel like I should be used to it by now, I go to concerts at least once a month. We walk over to the small table overflowing with merchandise. It’s a tradition to by the opening bands CD.
In my three years of being here I’ve learned so much. Managing time is key. In the beginning I was pretty good at it but as I got better I’ve learned how to better my time. Really in my opinion you can’t teach someone maybe to some extent you can but not really. It has to do with experience with time management you need to fail once or twice before understanding the importance and how much it really does help. In life I’ve always had an easy time with managing my time so this wasn’t much of an issue with me. My career goals have been magnified since being here, realizing that what I want to do in life might actually be my reality. In this day and age not many people can say that. Through the Ferris classes I took here I was able to save fifteen thousand
How It To "The Real World": Time budgeting is an important life skill that I see many adults using all the time. When I think about planning and scheduling, I can't help but think of Mr. Hale. He has his whole Google Calendar full and I'm stuck standing their thinking, "How did he do all this stuff?" Besides Mr. Hale, I see my parents managing their time and sticking to a schedule. This allows them to work more productively. So, I hope in the future I will be prepared and planning at that level.
I opened the box and couldn’t hold back the smile I had on my face, tears brimming. My team did this for me and I know this put them in trouble. ‘’ I thought I lost this in Morocco ‘’ my voice was quiet almost a whisper. ‘’ I know. One our boys went back and retrieved it knowing what it means to you ‘’ Loki smiled. ‘’ Wow thank you ‘’ I mumbled into his shirt. He whipped my tears saying ‘’ don’t you cry love ’’.
Further down the road, I kept looking out the window and seeing the green trees passing by while my mom was on the phone and my dad kept driving until we got to our destination. Meanwhile, the car was at a stop, we felt the car move that we actually crashed into the car in front of us and we got rear-ended that contained my head hit from seat to seat that gave me a black
Eye opening moments are far and few between. In that one moment, your entire perspective shatters and you realize that what you thought you knew, you didn 't know at all. After the suicide of my best friend, I realized how dangerous addiction could be, but I still couldn 't fully understand it. I went two years after his death constantly wondering what he really experienced. Talking to our mutual friends, his little sister, and his parents reminded me of how kind and happy Conner had been. Not until I started working in mental health awareness did I begin to learn what it is really like to be at war with something so out of your control from someone I never would have expected.
You have been sick for days and looked like crap. You was sitting on my couch watching some random show when your phone buzzed. It was a text from (c/n) saying, hey how ya feeling and can I come over got you some things to make you feel better. Knowing that he was thinking about me made me bubble inside,you had the biggest crush on him for years and didn’t know how he felt but you texted back saying, Sure come over. You were still on the couch when you hear a knock on the door, and he was saying,”(y/n) it’s me”. You said, “Come in it’s open”,right as he came in he said “Hey how are you feeling?”. You replied groaning,”feeling like I was ran over with a truck.” He chuckled at your response and you laughed back. “Well, I have something for you and hopefully it
Sarah and I met in the second grade and immediately became best friends. At this point in my life, I genuinely needed her. Sure, I had friends, but I never truly fit in. At my Jewish private day school, I was the only Chinese student in my grade. My peers felt uncomfortable around me because they thought I was too "foreign." Many of them failed to understand that culturally, I was just like them. I converted to Judaism before I could speak and was raised by two Ashkenazi Jews since age one.
It was the “Summer of 2015” , actually the last day of summer for the Milton community and I was not excited, and when I say not excited I mean not excited. Mostly because It was my first year of sixth grade, I just wish I could go back to recess and getting snack time and all of that. Even though I don’t want to go I have my friends Vicky, Alexandra , Andrew and CJ to help me get through these years of middle school. Oh did I forget to introduce myself , I’m John Collins an average sixth grader just going to try to get through middle school. The next day was the first day of school and I was as nervous as ever but I got to see my friends so in the end it worked out. “Hey what’s up bro?” CJ said. “Hey how have you been?” I said to CJ with a worried but also happy face. “Good, how about you?” said CJ with an excited face. “I guess i’m ok i’m just worried I won’t make it through sixth grade!” I said. “ Me, Vicky, Andrew and Alexandra are here for you don’t you worry one bit!” CJ said with a smile. “Thanks I really appreciate it” I smiled back at him! We walked into school with everyone rushing to get to their first class, people were staring at me as I walked to my class but I didn’t care because I knew I didn’t do anything wrong so I kept on walking, but literally everyone was staring at me and of course Cj was on his phone. The first day was just a normal first day for everybody, I guess it was a normal day for me ,except for everyone staring at me for no reason but I didn’t care. At the end of the day I saw Vicky, Andrew and Alexandra walking home together but I didn’t want to bother so I walked alone, I saw no sight of Cj probably because he ditched classes to go home again like last year in fifth grade. I got home and went on my computer on to instagram
“Are we there yet?” I asked in a bored, but excited tone. “Almost,” replied my mom. We were on a road in the countryside surrounded by yellow fields full of seemingly ripe crops and lush green pastures with grazing cows and horses. The drive had been 3 hours long, and I was pumped to get to our destination, which was a little cabin in a wildlife park. We would be staying for 3 days and nights, hopefully entertained by the options of biking, hiking, and canoeing in the wilderness. Sadly, there wouldn’t be any wifi, so no chances of youtube.
Once there was a bus, with all the high schoolers from the school. They were all heading up to Niagara Falls for their annual field trip. After about twenty minutes of driving, the school’s valedictorian, Jason, decided to strike up a conversation with his life long friend, Parker, who happened to be the starting wide receiver for the varsity football team. Jason greeted Parker with a modest, “Hey man, how have you been?”
Have you ever been forced to go somewhere or do something that you didn’t want to do? Usually, when you do it, you hate it and you wish you never had to do it. But sometimes, you actually have fun while doing it. This happened to me last summer. My Dad asked me, “Do you want to go to church camp?” “No thanks” I replied. I did not want to at all. Last time I went to a camp, I was barely fed, I had no friends, and there was nothing to do when we had free time. They replied with, “Since you feel that way, you’re going.” “What?! I just want to stay home.” “I promise that you’ll enjoy it” he said, “Fine” I said unenthusiastically. On the day before the camp, there was a meeting explaining what the camp would be like. I was very unenthusiastic