The Importance Of Stereotypes In High School

Stereotypes have a big affect on society today from young to old they affect everyone. However though we are talking about Dinuba Students, on how stereotypes affect them and everyone around them on campus. Being stereotyped in high school is tough it’s like bullying or judging others on what you think about them.

8th grade. The last year at Ross Middle School. Being retrospective on past years has me thinking of my many accomplishments, and many fails I’ve had. From getting very good grades to the embarrassing moments. All the time I wish I was still in elementary school. You get to wake up earlier and do less work. Next year I probably will be wishing the same thing, but to be in middle school. I am excited for highschool next year, but also nervous. I am petrified of getting lost or walking into the wrong classroom. Many of my freshman friends tell me they love highschool.

A lot have people have been nervous about their freshman year but eventually we all make friends and end off the year with a lot of great weird and sometimes depressing memories.

This year had its ups and downs but I would never trade it for another freshmen year because all of the obstacles form our personalities and life is ten percent problems and ninety percent trying to cope with them so whenever I think I can’t do anything I remember that in my freshmen year, I got first place at state for a pantomime, got second place in Boston for Show Choir, made twice as many friends as I have in my whole life, and managed to keep my old friends in the process. I would say that this year would be my best year since

Sophomore and junior year basically felt like two years in one. Just like freshman year, I was the new kid on the block. My dad got sole custody of my brother and I and drove through several states just to get us. I was mad at first and I hated Tishomingo, and all I thought about was being able to move back in with my mom after sophomore year was up. But by the time second semester came around, I was able to make friends who I thought understood me, and I no longer wanted to move. Eventually the year was over and it was Junior year in the blink-of-an-eye. Junior year was my best high school year which included me joining band for the first time, dating the love of my life, and finding out who my true friends were.

Stereotypes in our society can be a major problem, but can be an extremely big problem to teenagers. In my school, stereotypes has a wide range of impact to our students. In our class we had read an article based on stereotypes.Writer and musician, Shankar Vedantam, in his article, “How a Self-Fulfilling Stereotype Can Drag Down Performance,” claims that if you mention a person race they may have a lower performance on tests. He supports his claim by first explaining that when a person is tested by a person from a different race than them they get a slightly lower score,then he explains how he did research and it shows that if you mention their race before they take a test , they would get a lower score than they usually would. Vedantam purpose is to inform us on how stereotypes seem to affect people’s success. He adopts a serious and urgent tone so he is able to inform us with information. This article that we had read caused us to do our own interview.

Senior year! Every senior is eager for graduation, their making college decisions, taking their SAT tests, getting senior portraits, and looking forward to getting ready for graduation day. Thinking back now, almost every adult told me my high school years would fly by, they were right.

Although the year started off very similarly to 9th grade, sophomore year quickly became the most difficult year that I have experienced so far as a student. From being exposed to new music to trying out new classes and extracurricular activities, I have definitely grown a lot as an individual. Although this year has been tough, it has also been incredibly rewarding.

Imagine. You are recently retired and going home after a long day of shopping. You get on the bus and look for an unoccupied seat. There are none, but the closest to you is a girl and a boy next to her who is playing music loudly through dark headphones. You think about this girl if she could give up her seat to you, but you hesitate due to the excessive use of dark colours these young people are sporting. The girl looks up at you and immediately rushes to remove her person from the seat to let you sit. You cautiously take the seat next to the boy who looks up at you revealing two thick black rings in his lip. He smiles and so does the girl. You thank both of them quietly, unsure about their friendliness. Do you still act upon your misjudgments?

Sophomore year was like a repeat of freshman year which is funny to me. I still barely had friends, I swam varsity, and alongside all my A’s,

That year I was the publicist for prom committee, a lead in the school musical, and had to make sure my grades were perfect for this crucial year. I had never been challenged with so much responsibility at once and it really took a toll on me. I made me realize I had to think productively and give myself time to work on all my priority's.

As a freshman, it felt as if senior year was something I wouldn’t get to reach, now as a senior I have realized everything I thought how my last year in Charter would be, was not true. So far senior year has been a breeze. Out of all the years, this year has been the best, as far as I can tell. Having a group of friends that stick by each other has helped getting through these 4 years and will have these next few months fly by, before we will have to separate onto our own paths.

An emotional roller coaster, acing tests I didn't study for, then five finals in one day, and having some of the greatest times with my friends. That was my 8th grade year, it was fun and hard at the same time. It wasn't what I Imagined but it was my favorite year of middle school, “Stayin’ Alive” by Bee Gees, is the perfect resemblance of this year.

My Sophomore year was more different, I had idea of what I was doing. I met new people, made new friends which till this day I’m still friends

My sophomore year of high school was a year that I often hope to forget but know I never will. I