August 28, 2017 marked the first day of school for the Northampton Area School District, and the first day of aggravation for students district wide. When you think of school, stress, all nighters and the drama of everyday life comes into your mind, doesn't it? Does the sheer mention of the first day of school ring all of the bad memories and bad grades of last year into view? I mean, at least the support from your guidance counselors, vice principles and various other administrators should help you in any way they can, right? Seniors stress about final arrangements with college, classes and the future, while Juniors are entering their most important year in high school, just hoping, they have what it takes to get into their dream college, Sophomores, in the armpit of everything highschool still trying to fit in and find their way around, all while the Freshmen hang on by the end of a promise that was made only a week prior. “We care about you and will do everything in our power to help you through your next four years here with us.” On Freshmen night I was at the high school with my brother who would soon be a Freshman when I witnessed these words being spoken and immediately flashed back to when I needed them the most. In the past two years, I have suffered through high school without even the slightest bit of a helping hand. If you’re threatened, during school hours, on school property, the person sitting in front of you, with text messages clearly showing every single
To many freshman the first day of high school is the opening chapter of a new novel, a fresh start to a sometimes embarrassing middle school experience we would all just love to erase from our memories. August 13th, 2012 was the beginning of my four year long narrative at Cypress Bay High School. Despite my desperate desire to grow up, become an adult, and move far away from my parents for college all that did not seem possible because I had never previously attended a public school. I was struck with fear that I would not be able to adjust to the fast pace dynamics of a large high school.
Dr. Debra Koss ( child psychiatrist) believes that in our society today teens and parents face more stress and pressures than ever before. When a student acts up the first thought should not be punishment but what is going wrong in this young one’s life and how can it be helped. In Fund du Lac High School three hundred fifty-eight freshman out of six hundred thirty-two participated in mental health screening and sixty-four percent of the students tested were diagnosed with a mental illness. Many factors are contributing to this bad school environment ranging from overworked students, students ridiculing other students and faculty that genuinely do not care about the students. A teacher, who does not take interest in the students and does not do their best to make sure their students succeed, risks destroying their students confidence. 8,300 students drop out on a average day. These students say they drop because they don't feel safe, they can't keep up, they couldn't attend everyday or they did not have the confidence they would finish the class. Students everyday are either dropping out or hurting themselves because of the events that happen inside these school buildings. Forty percent of parents say children experience the most stress from academics. Chronic stress causes a sense of panic which causes more stress. “Despite whatever is going on -if you are a bit depressed, stressed, or overwhelmed you want to put up this positive
As any other freshman entering high school it can be a very nerve racking situation. On September 8, 2015 I Chelsea Gonzalez was entering high school in Thurgood Academy Of Learning And Social Change , my mind was going crazy and I didn't know what to expect. I have always asked myself whether high school would be similar to what appeared in movies; people dancing and singing on top of the lunch tables or, was it going to be a 4 horrible school years in which I would never make friends. I clearly remember seeing kids running toward their group of friends, as I walked down the lunchroom. My hands were sweating and it felt like a million butterflies in my stomach. The room was filled with cries of laughter, kids running back and forth asking each
The beginning of high school is the start to the next four years of hell. No one wants to be there. Everyone says, “these will be the best four years of your life!” Along with, “it goes by so fast,” and, “in the blink of an eye,” but the truth is, I don’t see it. Every waking moment I have to sit through a lecture in a cold, solid, chair is like sitting silently next to your parent in a car as they scold you for what you’ve done. You can’t go anywhere, or say anything. You just have to embrace it.
The first day of school was full of mostly nerves and confusion, not knowing exactly what to expect and not even sure where more than half of your classes are located. There is a tad excitement throughout the day of realizing after all those years in school, you have finally made it into a good university. The atmosphere is different lots of adults walking around like they know what they’re doing and where they’re going. Though many students like myself weren’t even 18 yet, we were able to receive an early taste of what it is like to be treated as an adult.
Let’s jump ahead again, this time to my first day of school. Morris Knolls High School is one of the top high schools in the US. Their curriculum is rigorous and their standards are sky high. Also, this was a completely new environment for me. I didn’t know how high school worked and this wasn’t the type of town I was used to. Living in suburbia and attending a school with different demographics than I was used to scared me. I now lived 30 minutes away from everything I grew up around. But the thought of having a fresh start excited me. No one knew me, I was a nobody and therefore free to completely change myself.
When I woke up this morning, I was extremely nervous. Among my close friends and family, I
For the vast majority of graduating seniors, freshman year is repeatedly picked as one’s worst year. Going into freshman year, I watched the film The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which recalled one boy’s adventure through freshman year facing repetitive bullying, peer pressure, and mental illness. Little did I know, my first year of high school would be filled with the same memories and struggles that Charlie had, and The Perks of Being a Wallflower would quickly become my favorite movie for both its personal impact and the meaning it has for high school students nationwide. As I eased into freshman year, bullying and stress took over on a regular basis.
The storm on the horizon for those filled with self-pity and anxiety is just a blip on your radar. The whirlwind of the last 60 school-less days leave your emaciated self begging god for the opportunity to attend high school.
There are many parts of high school one might find annoying.High school in general is annoying, though some of the more specific causes of annoyance are the technology (i.e. Chromebooks never working), the fact that we are not allowed to eat in the Bistro, and Honors Chemistry. Although the most exasperating of all annoyances is the freshmen.
After I graduate High School, I will attend Southeast Missouri state University, where I will major in Psychology and minor in Social work. I will eventually get my doctrine in psychology and become a psychologist, then come back to the northeast Arkansas area to open my own practice where I will help the children with anger issues.
You walk into the school, on the first day. Can you hear that? It’s the ring of the bell. Ding…ding…ding! Or something like that. You’ll hear the school bell ring 10 times a day! Butterflies and nerves start filling your stomach and your whole body in a matter of seconds. Your heart starts beating and thumping 100 kilometres an hour, as loud as a jumbo jet. Thoughts start racing through your mind- “Am I going to make friends?” “Will I survive high school?” Those sort of questions aren’t as rare as most people might think. All the nerves, the worries and negative thoughts are very common and shared amongst most, if not all Year 7 students transitioning into high school.
Why. why do I have to do this. However, I have no choice. I rampage through my closet looking for some decent clothes, after all this is my first day at Olympia High School. Great, this is just great. A shirt and jeans will do. Next, I have to look for a headscarf that matches the colors of my outfit. No luck, I only have the colors red, blue,and brown; none of these are going to work, but I have ten minutes to take a shower, get dressed, go outside and wait for the bus. After taking a shower, I swiftly get dressed and run downstairs to eat breakfast.
Sophomore year at my school, Greenbrier School District, is our first year of High School. We are the dreaded underclassman of the school. We get the boos at the pep-rallys, we get the worst lunch tables, we get the bad parking spots, and worst of all when we mess up everyone knows and finds out. Every High Schooler wants to be cool and liked by everyone especially the “cooler” Seniors. Everyone experiences in their life the time of being the “Sophomore” the rookie and when you mess up at that time it seems to affect you more than any other time. We feel the most vulnerable when we are the weaker people, even the smallest things seem to hurt us the most.
“The sun is a daily reminder that we too can rise again from darkness, that we too can shine our own light.” S. Ajna The first day of school was exciting. and had practiced I had new classes and was excited to meeting new people. The day went by fast, but I did not really make any new friends. As the months went by I started talking to other people in my classes and that was how I started making new friends. Junior was starting off great. Because I did not do great my Sophomore year on grades I dedicated all my time to school and decided to work even harder to make sure I would do better than the year before. I was so proud of myself when I ended first semester with 4 A’s and 2 B’s. I did so good first semester and I was really proud