Senior Year Of High School

So far this year in 8th grade is not really that bad. I thought the first week the teachers weren't going to hold off and we were going to get a ton of homework. Fortunately I was wrong and also glad that the teachers understood that we were still getting used to the new hallway, new classes, and new way of doing things. I really enjoyed going back to the paper copies of agendas because nobody ever used the online ones and now both me and my parents know what I must have done. For the record this school year is off to a great start in my books and I hope other students can stay the

I do not think senior year has been turning out like I have always thought of it as going. I have always thought of my senior year being the easiest and most fun year of high school. Yes, I have had fun, but it has not been easy. I have been put through challenges already that I know will prepare me better for college.

I did not care much about golf before I decided to come to United States, so my score was not good enough for competing. Although I had several achievements during my freshman year, I knew that my scores, usually ranging around 100, were average for my age and not remarkable. After this first season in Tallulah Falls School, I found a new determination for the sport. I practiced hard during the next summer and prepared for my sophomore year. The golf course had become my second home. When the sophomore season started, I was ready to improve my golf skills and also make some great friends. I started loving this sport with my fantastic teammates, who improved a lot-some from knowing nothing about golf to finishing eighteen holes in a match. Refusing to be slack at practices, our team worked hard to continue our path of improvement-even the harshest of weather would not stop our passionate practices. I remember once, right after the snow, we played the next day. Although the snow had melted by the

Junior year was full of many new experiences. We were now classified as upper classmen! Just like any of the other years in high school this year had just as many ups and downs. One of the main stresses in eleventh grade was the SAT. For sure one of the scariest things that I have ever had to do. All of the preparation going into it and the amount of studying made me feel as if I wasn’t going to have a brain by the time the testing was over. I took college and career readiness, which really helped prepare me for what was to come. By this time in high school I had already had my job for a little over a month, so I already knew what to expect once school started. I am thankful enough that at my job you get to leave at seven because I hear many

Freshman year, I imagined that year to be amazing. I wanted it to just have an awesome flow but did it? It did in the beginning then a bomb went off during the middle of the year and turned freshman year into a complete disaster. Freshman year was supposed to be about having a great start to the rest of your high school life before you enter the big bad world but other students just couldn't help themselves but to create that bomb during the middle of my freshman year.

When I first came to Lake Highland in seventh grade my parents wanted me to be on a team to get to know people and the only sport I knew was golf. I came to the tryouts with no experience of tournaments, hammy down clubs from my sister, and not appropriate golf attire. I tried very hard for the team, but I did I didn't have the skills to make it on. It was very devastating for me because I have never been turned down before, but I knew that I had to change. After this failure I decided that I should try harder in golf. I never did take the sport seriously and barely practiced, but after being turned down I decided to step up my game. I started to practice harder and more often by my own choice. I also started to play in tournaments, which I

My senior year has gone by so unbelievably quickly. It had been only four years ago when I first stood in front of the school a mere freshman. Throughout the years I gained a new experience that either made me a more global citizen or better prepared as an academic student. This year has been no exception and I feel ready enough for what’s ahead.

Freshman golf ended miserably, but I wasn’t even close to giving up. In Arkansas golf, high school isn’t a big deal like in Football and Basketball. It’s the tournaments held by the Arkansas State golf Association that are most respected. So my golfing year wasn’t really over, it had actually just begun. So I began to practice more, and focus solely on golf. It seemed the harder I practiced, the worse I got. I was trying too hard, and playing badly in tournaments. It was extremely heartbreaking. This was the only think that I had complete confidence in and I couldn’t

Towards the end of my senior year of high school, I was preparing for the next chapter of my life. I would be attending UC Davis in the summer for a four weeklong orientation program, specifically for first generation college students. This was the first time I would be leaving home by myself to a different country and it was the first time in over eight years that I would be exposed to the American culture. I did not have any roots in any American city nor did I have a so-called “home state.” However, if there was one thing for sure, it was that Germany was my home and it has been for the majority of my life. In this paper, I will be discussing how the following topics in sociology: culture, socialization, and identity are related to my move from Germany to California as well as how I felt during the entire situation.

I wanted to get better at my swing and learn as much as possible about golf. I attended “The Classic Golf Club” in Spanaway. A pro golfer, Ryan Moore, taught the class. I learned more about what clubs you want to use when you are on the golf course. Furthermore, I learned how to putt properly, chip, and tee off. After all of the lessons, we competed in a tournament at the PLU golf course. We were paired up with other kids and did group vs group competitions. They gave out prizes for first, second, and third prize winning groups. My group won 1st place and we got the privilege to choose from a table of prizes, and I chose a set of brand new golf balls. From this experience, I learned that golfing is something that can take up quite a bit of time from your day, but the satisfaction of playing the game is worthwhile! We played nine holes, but you can play eighteen if you want to play even longer. The game of golf may take a while to play and finish, but that is why golf is important in my life as it allows me to spend quality time with my dad, and has given me more

In 7th grade, my friends and I discussed trying out for the golf team and imagined it would be an exciting task to venture. The previous summer, I had gone to the golf course and practiced a generous amount of time on my game and I believed I would be skilled

From a young age, I have always been involved with golf. My father is an avid golf player and would always take me out to the course with him. My seventh grade year was when I took golf more seriously and competed with the high school golf team. Competing with people who had more experience than I did gave me a motive to start practicing more and striving for better. During my eighth grade year, I had been able to place first in a few matches, beating players I had competed against the year before. As I entered high school, I realized that I could now qualify to go to European championships and compete with other golfers from around Europe. The championship lasted two days and the weather was always cold and raining. Golfers traveled from

I was first introduced to golf at 5 years old, at my grandparents’ house in the countryside. Being a kid didn’t make me like golf, mostly because I was stressed of repetitively seeing my grandma perfectly hitting all the shots. So I stopped playing golf until recently, and my dad signed up at a golf club, so I followed him and started to take lessons every day. The first lesson really represented a challenge, it came the time where I had to critically think and physically work in order to see if I like or dislike golf. As I was hitting the balls, one by one I felt the adrenaline coming into me, and every shot was getting better, I started liking it. A feeling of accomplishment was sliding in my veins. So the second lesson came, I was relieved

I personally loved my senior year of high school. However, I can see the pros and the cons in it. The pros of completing a senior year in high school could vary from person to person but things such as becoming mature. Many 16, 17 year old boys don’t know how to wash clothes, cook for themselves, etc. I’m not saying that an 18 year old boy does but they are more mature. A senior year in high school could help them learn what they want to do in their career. I had no idea what I wanted to be until my senior year during a Biology class. There are so many plusses to senior year. You have seniority, prom, and homecoming. On the other hand I would have loved to get a head start. If you’re ready that’s great. I think that if a student wants to graduate

My first year on the team was mentally draining. The only time I ever started was during the last match of the season. I was so excited when my coach told me I would be starting. I remember the thoughts going through my head, I made sure my stance was perfect, my backswing was perfect, but my follow through was not great. As I swung the club back, I could feel the shaking in my hands. This caused my club to shake which eventually made me loose my balance. The ball went at a fourty-five degree angle to the right – the wrong direction of which it should have gone. My first drive was a horrible shot. I was so nervous in front of everyone. This was my chance to prove how good I was and I just had the worst shot of my life. I could see the look of disappointment in my coach’s face, and it reflected in mine. After that first shot, it could only get better – and it did. I did end up losing the match, but I only lost by one stroke. I was disappointed in myself for loosing, but I was also full of excitement because I did finally start and I only lost by one