Why Do I Decide Where To Go?

Growing up in Chicago, I attended a neighborhood school from preschool through first grade. Although it was an exceptional school for elementary kids, the education for middle school and high school students was not as adequate. Seeking a better place to raise their children, my parents were faced with a tough choice. When I was in 2nd grade, our family made the decision to move to the suburbs. On July 3rd, we all packed into our Honda minivan and drove 45 minutes to a new home in the town of Winnetka. Within my first year at Crow Island, my new school, I learned so many new things. I started playing the violin and speaking Spanish, neither of which were offered at my old school. I met my best friends that I'm still close with now. Over the

At the end of my first grade year, I moved away from the small, rural town near Vienna where I had lived since I was born. On my first day of school at Lincoln Elementary, I quickly made friends with two girls in my class named Pam and Kelly. Pam and Kelly introduced me to their group of friends that were all in our second grade class. For the rest of the school year, this group of friends was who I played on the playground with everyday and talked to in the classroom. After a great first year of school in Marion, the time came for my third grade year. Every year at Lincoln, there is a day that is close to the beginning of the school year where the students can come to the school to meet their new teacher and look at the class list to see which of their friends is in their class. On that morning, I went to Lincoln to find out who my new teacher was. To my dismay, I found out that all of my friends from second grade had a different teacher than I did. After finding out that I was not in class with any of my friends, I knew that I would have to find a new friend to talk to in my third grade class in addition to having all of my friends from second grade. At the beginning of my third grade year, I hung out with two friends I met named Phyllis and Erin. As the year progressed, I started to hang out with Angela who would soon become one of my best

No matter what I tried, I did not seem to fit in. I was constantly dealing with many bullies. It didn’t help that I’m shy, that my brother was ‘different’, or that I was good at school; These kids did not seem interested in school at all, and were only interested in being popular. I hated going to public school, so when I was in 7th grade I transferred to private school. For 7th and 8th grade I went to a ‘prep school’. I t was very difficult. We would have several hours of homework each day, and I had to write a lot of essays. For high school, I went to a Catholic school, the same as my father.

When I made thirteen years old we had move to Lake Charles Louisiana, my mother had gotten a better job and a new house. Only part I didn’t like was my mother boyfriend move with us to Lake Charles and that I had to make new friends because I didn’t know anyone out there. I started 7th Grade when we move to Lake Charles and I wasn’t happy about it because I had friends in Crowley and didn’t want to move. My first day at Oak Park Middle School I was very quiet because I didn’t know anyone or had family members there. There was this girl name Barbara Thompson who had came sat with me for lunch because I was sitting by myself and she introduce herself to me . I was very happy she came sit with me instead of me sitting alone by myself, then that’s

We moved in with a new roommate in the Friendly neighborhood but luckily got to finish the year at Goshin. I started and finished my fifth grade year at Adams elementary. I spent my six grade year at roosevelt middle school that was the year that my uncle moved down from portland and started living with me my mom and our roommate. I finished sixth grade and moved on to seventh grade at roosevelt then halfway through my seventh grade year my mom decided to buy a house across town with my grandma that had just moved down for alaska. My uncle moved in with my grandma and we stayed with them for a little while, while we fixed up the house. Once we had moved in I transferred schools from roosevelt to kelly middle school where I finished my seventh and eighth grade years. I started my freshman year in high school even though I had a trouble reading until I was in fourth grade and was on an IEP till seventh I made it to high school and plan to go

We were middle class, a very average family. The environment surrounding my family during that time was actually very civilized. Hardly no crime, amiable people and we got close with the neighbors and became very involved with their lives and they became involved in ours. I started attending Yeager Elementary. I really feel for that school because that is the place where I met most of the people I still talk to till this very day, it has a notable place in my heart, I can never forget my third through fifth grade years. I also started attending Tom Browne Middle School. Tom Browne was viewed as an average school, but, to some, it was a “low class”

I remember the very first day of school, I felt isolated and misunderstood. When I got there all eyes were on me, looking at me as the new kid, I was sweating in the cold. I felt like going back home. In a classroom full of 7th graders, students were

The first days of school became the saddest days of my life. Not only was I missing my parents, but also I was intimidated. I was used to getting the best grades at my former school; here in New York, I was something different, somehow less. I neither liked nor understood what was happening to me. Because of my inability to speak fluently, and without inventing words, a few weeks after trying to fit in at school I decided to give up. I limited my social life to talk only to Spanish speakers, I did well in every subject except for English, and I lost all my interest in learning proper

When I started school in Poplar Bluff I didn’t know anyone. It was close to the end of the school year so I didn’t have much time to make any friends. When school ended, summer went by fast and I went into first grade. It was scary! I was shy and still didn’t have any friends. Near the middle of the school year my class got to make JELL-O! It was blue, and we had to put goldfish in it. It was like the ocean with fish in it. I was the first to help my teacher, Mrs. Webb, because I was the quietest. My only

I don´t remember much about the fourth through sixth grade but i know that i went to so many elementary schools. In fourth grade i went to a elementary school called Dunbar, i had a few friends but not that many at that because i was always shy or kids use to always pick on me. I had a white bestfriend and i can´t remember her name but i know she was my only friend when i went to that school but she eventually stop being my friend because of the other kids. When i was elementary school my imagination was so big and i use to always have a diary that i wrote in all the time and i wrote it in so much that i remember when i was still going to Dunbar, i was in class writing in it and my teacher had caught me and took it from me. Me being the bad

     Once my family and I arrived at our new house I was still very saddened because of the move and had trouble not getting mad at my parents. Summer went bye like it wasn’t even there and by the time school started I was very depressed. The new school I was going to was Naperville North High School which was about ten times the size of my old school in Pennsylvania in size and in the number of students. In my school in Pennsylvania there were about twelve students in each class, here the number runs around thirty two. The school building was so big I had a lot of trouble getting to class on time let alone finding them in the building. The school wasn’t what I was bothered by the most because it was the fact that I didn’t have any social life and I was a social person. There were a lot of different groups of people at my new high school, it was tough for me to fit in and meet new people. Everyone just knew me as the new kid and didn’t even bother to find out what my real name was. The first

The last grade that I was in was Grade 6 and due to financial and the lack of a permanent home, I was not able to attend a formal school and that was only the start… Memories of people mocking me because I didn’t went to school, people who belittled me just because I lack education but that didn’t stop me from learning on my own. When my was out looking for a job, I would drown myself in numerous books of varying titles, mostly about American history, Science, Math and English grammar,

I always struggled with school as a kid, I never wanted to go and I felt as if I was completely clueless because I didn't understand what was being taught. My mom soon realized I wasn't getting the help I needed with my education and pulled me out of public school to be homeschooled when I was ten. I then found out that I loved learning and wasn't as capable at school as I thought I was. I stayed home schooled until I was a junior in highschool. Because of how long I was homeschooled my parents thought it would be difficult for me to transition into public school again, but after moving to lyman Maine they agreed to let me give it a try since the school in the district was on the smaller side, so I started at Massabesic High School in September

Everything in my house was labeled, and my mom would talk to me so I could learn how words were said and sounded. At 2 years old, I would go up to people and introduce myself, going so far as to spelling my name for them. Because of this, kindergarten was an interesting time. My teacher went to my mom and said “We aren’t really sure what to do with her at this point. She’s already reading and writing, and can do basic arithmetic.” Long story short, my parents were paying for a private school to entertain me all day. Being as young as I was, I didn’t realize anything was different from normal. I thought that everyone could do what I was

Freshman year I remember walking into the school mortified, thinking that everything and anything that could go wrong would. I had never attended a Liberty-Benton School and knew about five people that would be in my grade. I was shy and quiet because I didn’t know any of the new faces. I was insecure about myself and thought that it would be almost impossible to make friends. Before high school, I went to a small, private,