Personal Statement: Hilliard Darby High School

I’m Molly McDaniel and I’m currently a junior at New Brockton High School. I’ve lived in and attended school in New Brockton my entire life, so my Gamecock Pride runs deep. My home is just out of the city limits and I live there with my mom and dad (Christy and Mike) and my little brother, Cole. I also have two dogs, Bonnie and Bandit.

Kyndall Fritz~ I am a member of the girls’ varsity tennis team. I am a year round competitive swimmer and I plan on swimming for Wheatmore this winter. In my spare time I like to hang out with my friends and go to the beach. I am an active member in my church youth group. My friends would describe me as a funny, friendly, and kind hearted person.

Born in July of 1999, I have always been known to have a bright future.I attended Ann Visger Elementary School in River Rouge, Michigan and Strong Middle School in Melvindale Michigan. From there began my high school career at Melvindale High School very nervous. I was placed in many honors classes and was able to excel. I took leadership roles and participated in projects that many freshmen do not try. After ninth grade, I transferred to River Rouge High School, on my first day I was reunited with old friends, yet still wanted to go back to my old school with my friends I created in the last 4 years. After being sadden about my transfering, I decided that you must do with what you are given. So the entire school year I worked to get my titles

Out of the 19 years I have been blessed to be on this earth, I can honestly say that my most rewarding moment was the day graduated Mansfield Timberview High School. Hearing my family cheer me on, getting my diploma and shaking hands with the board of administration, and beating our class statistics, is what this day a very memorable day.

I am a professional educator, father, husband who loves sports, and is fascinated by weather. I taught social studies in Pemberton, NJ from 2004-2012 and then I took three years off to be a stay at home dad. Since 2015 I have split my time between Timberlane Middle School and Lawrence Middle School. Two of my favorite things to do that are not technology or education related are watching the New York Mets and enjoying the beach. I love New Jersey, but my wife and I dream of living near the beach in a state with a warmer climate.

I am currently a student at Fox Lane High School. Back when I was in elementary school and middle school I didn't care about whether the teachers were there or not. Even in 9th and 10th grade, I still didn't worry about it. But now that i'm in junior year of high school I need all of the teachers and staff to be there as much as possible, multiple times this year I have needed a teacher to review, go over tests or just to understand something more, but their class was cancelled or they couldn't stay after because of meetings. The meetings really throw off the kids because if there is a test friday and the kid wants to see the teacher to review, today the teacher might have a meeting during class so the kid can't learn anything bc there will

When I arrived at Frontenac High School today for my internship, I found out that Mr. Buzard was sick. He had left the substitute teacher with what the students should be working on for the class. I was able to help the students with their assignment today. It was the first day that I have actually felt like a teacher.

I attended Shenedehowa High school from 2011 – 2015. I graduated with an advanced regents diploma after maintaining High Honor Role status for all four years I attended. During my High School career I took mostly honors level courses as well as two Advanced Placements Courses (AP Computer Science and AP United States History).

My passion in Liberal Arts began when I was in high school when I discovered a lively interest in Art, history and literature. From there my curiosity for Art, History and literature quickly grew from an interest to a true love and passion. I found myself with a newfound eagerness to learn the hand of drawing, to study cultures and history as well as becoming a reader. My newly found passion led me to enroll at Louisiana State University to earn my Bachelor’s degree in Elementary and Secondary Art Education. During one of my semesters at LSUS I enrolled in my first Art History course. Having recently obtained such a vibrant appreciation for the subject, I immediately fell in love with the Art, history and cultures we explored, particularly

In high school all freshman 's were taken on a trip upstate to Camp Ramapo, of course everyone was excited to go, little did we know we were all in for a surprise. Upon arrival we all realized that our cellphones had no service we all thought it would be a momentary situation, turns out it was not. We would spend 3 nights and 4 days disconnected from the world, no Facebook, at the time aim, or text messaging. I remember we were all shocked and mad at the thought of not being able to use our phones. The trip started off poorly everyone seemed disinterested in participating in activities, so the camp consolers decided that we would all break off into small groups. It all appeared to be pointless because still no one was willing to participate in the activities, but suddenly we were all asked to share our names and something interesting about ourselves. After we had all shared things changed suddenly, I personally began interacting with people who I had not spoken to at all throughout my first semester which was shocking since I had class with most of them. After the 4 days were over, I came to the realization that those had been the best days of my life. I was able to meet new people even though they weren 't necessary new in my eyes, I participated in activities I had never done before, and most of all I wasn 't so worried about who had and hadn 't texted me, or what the latest news/gossip was. It took this trip for me to realize that I was so disconnected from my

As we walk through a dark avenue at night, brother in stroller, hands locked with moms, a fragile lady approaches us. She then asks “ Les gustaria ver un apartamento vacio?”. I don't remember my mom answering, but I assume she said yes as we start walking deep into the avenue away from the trees lights. The memory is blurry and difficult to remember. Later on I would realize how important this memory is since it was the home I spent the rest of my childhood in.

A picture is worth a thousand words; however, I cannot submit a photo in my personal statement. If I could, It would be an image of me, adorned with American flag patterned leggings, a full sized flag, and intricate face paint, standing in front of my school’s sign which proudly reads “Atholton High School” in kelly green lettering. The face paint, which is my favorite aspect of the photo, covers all of my fair complexion with vivid red and white stripes on the right and a deep blue speckled with tiny, white stars on the left. A scintillating smile covers my face, despite the disappointment I felt for not being able to fit exactly 50 stars on upper quarter of my face. This moment was captured three years after I was introduced to what I believe

High school is going to be awesome,and maybe bad.I will be happy to be in high school,and I’ll also be dreading it.I have mixed emotions about why I am looking forward to,and what I’m dreading.

As a young boy, I have always been one to pull things apart. Sometimes with force, other times with finesse. I was never concerned with what it was or what it did, but how it did it was the fascinating part. sometimes, I would pull apart an old cell phone and, to my dismay, see a bunch of electronics. I would pull apart a toaster and see the heating coils, the button, and the little latch that kept the assembly together. As I got older, I found out the wonderful thing called math. I could pull apart functions and equations without my parents being upset about a broken toy or appliance. Where (mostly) everyone was in pain to be on a site called IXL, I loved it. I would solve problems by pulling apart the problem and putting it back together with the answer. I would not even look at without even looking at IXL’s solutions I would complete a week's worth of work in three to four days.

As I reflect on my earliest memories of my art education experiences, I must give credit to my parents. Looking back as an