What Would You Consider A Low Point For Your Academic Career?

August 15, 2013 was the date that I entered high school. I had high hopes for the upcoming high school years to be my best years ever since I was in sixth grade. I expected that I can make more friends, join more club activities, and can choose classes that I really like. Although I was very enthusiastic and eager to start the all new school years, I also had a lot of worries and confusion about it also. The night before I start my freshmen year, the thoughts of failing classes, and be able to graduate high school kept

Contemplating back on my high school journey, I began to recognize and appreciate the life changes I experienced and the imperative lessons I learned throughout those four years. If I had to choose several words to describe my high school experience, I would begin with eventful, challenging, and memorable. High school afforded me many experiences that continuously led to stressful and challenging encounters. Being involved with the Ambassador Program and the National Honor Society was one of the greatest decisions I made in high school. Both clubs provided me with numerous life-changing opportunities that will continue to have an impact on me for a lifespan.

My first semester as a college freshman is finally coming to an end. This semester has been the start to a new chapter in my life and I am glad to have finally finished my first semester on a high note. Coming into college I never knew what things would be like and how would I adjust. All I knew is that I wanted to succeed and eventually graduate college. The courses I have taken this semester have had big impact on my learning and my future. Assignments that taught skills and lessons to be used in the future. I have learned skills such as being able to collaborate in groups because of projects in ASU 150.

High school has been a transforming experience. None of us are the same as we were when we walked in as freshmen. Most of us have matured. Like many of you, I am thankful for teachers like Coach Adair and Ms. Dibble, who taught us not what to think but how to think. We have learned how to see the world from others’ perspectives after we have climbed into their skins and walked around in them. Thanks to Mr. Pacharne for teaching us how to work out math and physics problems. If it were not for the challenge and beauty of AP Physics, I would not have considered engineering. When I look back on my high school years, I will not remember what the Zimmerman telegram said or where the medulla is located, but I will remember the lifelong friends and mentors I made and the reasoning skills I

Walking into school on the first day of senior year is bitter-sweet, its academically easier, but even when not in school it’s still difficult, having college applications to turn in, jobs, and waiting for graduation. So far, senior year has been fun and eventful, right after junior year ended summer kicked off with the senior bonfire. Senior sunrise was fun, even though the sun didn’t rise and it was freezing, but it was fun because of the people I was with. Balancing academics, school functions, and work is hard, but in the end it’s all worth it because of the memories that are made during this time that’ll make it all worthwhile. There are more activities to come for senior year that involve everyone and graduation is coming up in less than a

Looking back at freshman year, my life was like a malevolent game, vibrant and impacted. I was just another high school school student among all the others eager to face life’s new challenges. Throughout the beginning of my first year of high school, i was already beginning to reach goals that i had set for myself to complete by the end of my high school experience. I made new friends, got it into the JV Soccer team, engaged in different clubs, and was already starting on some volunteer work. Did i seem to be forgetting anything? Sleep, food, relaxation, downtime… Who needs it? It turns out the answer is ME! I need it!

There’s a new class rising amongst the generation of freshmen moving into a new world of responsibilities of what must be done to complete college on the winning side of completing college. Anxious, excited and yet nervous, but on top of that, the achievement of getting that acceptance letter can almost lead to a hangover off celebration if not careful. This is a momentous time, but before an extensive celebration there should be a self-evaluation that even Mark Edmundson asks in his text: “Who Are You And What Are You Doing Here?” I was there, in 2013 was finally the time for me to move forward, but it wasn’t sweet. I didn’t graduate high school with my diploma because I didn’t pass the mandatory graduation test. I didn’t want to sit out a semester so

“Junior year is the worst.” Entering high school, I heard this warning constantly groaned from the mouths of upperclassmen. Nevertheless, I was determined not falter to the same fate. I was steadfast in propitiously positioning myself to make junior year less difficult. I took challenging courses each year in order to get the feeling of rigorous academics. I became involved in numerous school activities so that school remained enjoyable. I worked to ensure I understood the basics of the sciences, English, and mathematics- the foundations of education. By the end of sophomore year, I was feeling confident. I knew that I'd be busy next year due to the workload of the classes in my schedule, but I had managed everything before, so I didn’t need

Like most high school seniors I’ve worked extremely hard in the aspects of being involved with extracurricular activities and doing academically well to the best of my ability. During my sophomore year, I learned how to overcome my most difficult obstacles. Whether it be my dad losing his job and having to pick up hours in the new family business to help support my parents finically. Or to preserve academically, pushing my way to the front of the classroom rather than slacking off and proving that I was more than capable of keeping up with my peers when some teachers just didn’t believe in me.

I am finally here after many years of trying to line things up to go to college. I’m taking my first real college courses. I was ecstatic when I was told that my financial aid went through and I could register for classes. The night before my first class I cried on the way home from work because I was so happy. I have all these goals and dreams I wish desperately to make happen; I want to work hard and make them into a reality that I can be proud of. And here I am, taking my first steps.

By God’s grace, I am now completing the second semester of my Freshman year at the school of my dreams… The anticipation of becoming a Sophomore permeates my thinking as I sit here in my dorm room composing this essay!

It is unbelievable that I will be a senior next year and will be graduating. Currently as a junior, it seems like these past three years have significantly contributed to my development. When I first arrived at Waverly High School, I knew little of many skills that were needed to be a successful student. Having parents that were from a foreign country who didn’t speak English as their primary language and being the oldest sibling, it made it difficult for me to get help during challenging times in school. However, this complication assisted me by improving my communication skills. Because I wasn’t able to get much help from my parents, I started to interact with many of my peers, teachers, counselors, and others in my

Four years ago, we, the students of the class of twenty seventeen, began our journey - a journey filled with ups and downs; a journey filled with positive and negative emotions; a journey filled with success and failure. It seems like it was just yesterday that we began this difficult yet rewarding journey through high school. I remember the days when we were all freshmen, and we could not wait for this moment to come. We were impatient - continuously counting down the days, weeks, semesters, and years until we would graduate.

My educational path has been filled with up and downs, it seems like it’s been a long journey with no end in sight. Like most people, I have been in school the average twelve years and have taken the further step in attending college. It is no surprise that I have had the typical school experience. However, there are always parts of someone’s life that aren’t just black and white. The unique obstacles that I have endured make me who I am today. A large portion of life experience can be credited to all my years in school. From the start of elementary to my days today here at VCU.

Mediocrity is the perfect word to sum up my high school experience. Going into my freshman year of high school, I had no future aspirations. Life was bland; my main focus was to make it through the school day with the least effort possible. It wasn't until the end of my sophomore year that I realized the magnitude of my decision of not taking school seriously. I thought my future was ruined before it even started because of my abysmal GPA. It was for this reason that I decided to take school more seriously. I took a total of seven Advance Placement classes in my junior and senior years and never fell below a 3.5 cumulative GPA. The world opened up to me, and many opportunities presented themselves. It wasn't until it was time to apply to colleges