I've been arguments and fights with friends before, but never one like this. My freshman year of highschool I had a best friend who we will just call A. A and I used to do everything together, camping, birthdays , holidays you name it. One day we wanted to see a movie, but didn't have enough money to attend the movie, so we did some chores for my grandma in order to get some money to go to the movies. My grandmother ended up giving me her credit card because she didn't have enough cash on her to give to us. After we paid
Since recess offers open doors for both positive play and struggle, students' recess encounters can have intense effects for how they encounter their school's atmosphere ( London, Westrich, Stokes-Guinan, & McLaughlin 2015).
Obstreperous screaming, balls soaring through the air, the sound of shoes reverberating across the pavement, and enthralling excitement in the atmosphere; one simple word described this environment: recess. I was eight years old, currently in second grade at Clearview Elementary school. Recess, being everyone’s favorite part of the day, allowed each grade to experience a time of freedom, while having a fabulous time with friends. Even though a towering fence defined our freedom at recess, the excitement of venturing on to the outside world instead of being trapped inside sparked a chain reaction that illuminated everyone’s face with gigantic smiles and laughs that echoed against the stony school building. The late April weather felt marvellous..not too hot or cold. The sun, a fiery star, radiated down on my exposed
Recess. To an elementary student, it's the time to run where they want, scream when they want, and discover what they want. A little girl may discover a dollar bill, basking in the sunlight, lying lonely underneath the raggedy swing set. When she picks it up, she examines it and analyzes her options. Rather than pocketing the crisp, green bill, she turns it in to her teacher, knowing that she will be rewarded for her good --yet somewhat selfish-- behavior. Even if we believe that we’re doing a task for someone else, we know that it's for our own benefit.
One day in middle school, the whole 8th grade class got to go to the gym because their teacher was out for the day. Everyone knew the gym was were the bullies came to harass the other kids. The 6th graders were sitting across the gym just minding their own business, no one really ever bothered them, unless they came to the 8th graders side of the gym. There were always a few of the kids that would happen to linger across sides and the inevitable always tended to happen. They never really saw a big deal with it, other than it being sitting with the older kids. Two of the older girls were sitting at the top of the bleachers, while the younger two had come over and sat almost at the bottom of the bleachers. Even though the 8th graders were supposed
2 young people were having a heated debate. I would isolate them and give them time to calm down, and then discuss quietly with each child and attempt to resolve the dispute.
at each other, and call each other offensive names. One day I decided to compare the way they treated their friends versus each other and I told them how proud I was of how they interacted with their friends, giving them examples of exchanges I had noticed. I would write down examples so that when I spoke to them, they could relate to it. I also would jot down examples of how they dealt with each other. I explained to them that although being angry is a normal feeling, being cruel was not acceptable. Even at a young age, discuss how to alter a specific behavior which started the conflict.
Let's go back to last year. One of my so called good friends, lets call her Tammy, stopped talking to me. We were friends from fourth grade to sixth. We lived in the same neighborhood, not that far away from each other. After school on Fridays, we would go to the park and hang out for hours. Then as we got older we would go swimming, and walk all around the neighborhood together. But one day in fifth grade, she was mean to someone neither of us liked. I saw nothing wrong with this considering that person was shady to everyone.
At the end of 2011, 2.2 million Americans were incarcerated, 854,000 were on parole, and almost 4 million were on probation (Waldman). This adds up to just under 7 million Americans being supervised by the criminal-justice system, or one out of every 34 adults. This is due to a number of factors, the largest being drug laws with minimum sentencing. This makes it more difficult for people to achieve the American Dream because it punishes nonviolent people with years of jail time, along with years of probation. The American Dream is anyone being able to do anything they set their mind to, and be in charge of your own destiny. Being able to achieve the American Dream with hard work and determination is what makes America the greatest country in
My seventh grade year was NOT off to a good start. You know when you go to school on the first day your parents are always telling you to make new friends. Well that’s exactly what my mom told me, and her advice only worked halfway. You see, I had indeed made new friends. The only problem was that one them had some jealousy issues. It all started when I met her. Audra was a drama major. We had met in musical theater. We became friends so she introduced me to her best friend, Alejandra. The thing to remember was that Audra had strict parents who wouldn’t let her do a lot of things outside of school. That meant that whenever I asked her if we could hang out, she would say no. By this time Alejandra and I had become friends. Not close friends
Jennifer is on the Princeton Tiger Lilies ice hockey team. She is one of the best players on the team, and she plays strictly to the rules. Stephanie is a referee for ice hockey and officiating today’s game. Stephanie and Jennifer are sisters, Jennifer is younger than Stephanie. The job of the referee is to keep the game safe and fair. This game is the last game in the State Finals. The Princeton Tiger Lilies are playing against the Lady Islanders, a very aggressive team. The game is tied 2-2, in the third period, and there has yet to be a penalty. A girl from the other team is skating as hard as she can to catch up to Jennifer who is on breakaway, and about to score. The girl trips Jennifer, who falls forward down onto the ice.
I was just a seventh grade girl, and having a major fight isn't that common in our class. Our definition of major involves the class taking sides. It is common that we hang out with a few main friends and get into trouble together, but when the class starts to take sides and actions become physical things usually never turn out good.
And she never really fully left one of them, but she tried her best to avoid her, for her own well being. But I let her know all the things they were doing bad, with the help of my sister as well, except she did it in a more menacing way which made my friend have to stand up for the others, willingly. But after leaving for the summer, everything slowly was fixed. And, thankfully, I never saw them, again, as they stayed at Cascade Middle School. But I did learn how to be more empathetic and be stronger. Be more confident than I ever could be if I never experienced what it was like to be in a
conflict eventually led into a fight between the two of them while the “school” teen’s
After the graduation ceremony, the school organized an event for students to attend instead of going to a party and drinking. It was named project graduation, we all met back at the school at 10 pm and took the buses to an arcade place. I went with a group of friends I was close with in high school. At first, it was fun playing games, and riding rides, refreshments, and food were provided too. When my best friend Cristina, Jimmy and I were outside on line for a ride, another friend of mine Casey asked: “Can I ride with you guys”. I said ok and right away my snobby friend Cristina said: “there is no room”. Clearly there was room for the four of us, I am the type of person that treats everyone, equally uncool or not. I did not like how Cristina treated her, so I walked away with my other friend. A persons’ character determines his or her traits for us to be good people. I am a compassionate, responsible, and caring person. This became an ethical dilemma because I felt I needed to make a choice, stay best friends with Cristina or ignore my other friend and hurt her feelings. I believe all people should treat other how they would want to be treated by doing right by God.In the end, Cristina and I stopped being friends because treating people kindly and fairly is very important to my