Yearbook Research Papers

Later on, I was in tears. I still wanted to see some of my best friends every day. I didn’t want to leave them. I ran up to my bright, cozy room, and called on of my best friend in tears. We talked for a while, until we were

I was excited to talk to Ajaz, my best friend from the age of four to thirteen again. We’d had an inconsistent friendship (though we’d never fallen out) over those nine years: from spending every class and break together for our first couple of school year together, to barely speaking to each other later in primary school. Prior my family and I moving to Canada, however, we were as close as we had been aged four. Ajaz was already sat at our pre-arranged meeting point – a small park that neighboured our primary school – when I arrived our pre-arranged meeting point. We walked through the neighbourhood, passing the house in which I grew up. The conversation was predictably awkward, nevertheless, I expected the conversation to loosen up after

In life, people can gain friends quickly, but what no one talks about is that they can lose them just as fast. I learned how quickly a friendship can begin and end about two years ago. In August of 2013 a girl named Moriah Ebron was deemed my best friend. She lived in Delaware while I was all the way in West Virginia. That was a small challenge, but we made it work. We were able to visit each other and have an amazing friendship, but suddenly, something went terribly wrong. Never had I realized how fast friendships can end until I became friends with Moriah Ebron. This is an epic story of friendships and trials as well as love and hate. This is all about how I gained and lost a best friend in the same amount of time, and how that shaped me as a person.

Perhaps this means that the living friend begins to do more reflection on the experiences shared while both were living; perhaps this means that the living party carries on with conversing with their friend who has passed on, either not expecting a response or crafting one that they think their friend might have offered as a response in life. The new kind of friendship is more introspective, but the connection needn’t die because one of the friends did. Whyte also postulates that, “all friendships of any length are based on a continued, mutual forgiveness. Without tolerance and mercy all friendships die” (Whyte 71). It seems that, to Whyte, forgiveness and understanding are the cornerstones of a successful friendship. Not only is an authentic friendship strengthened over time because of the numerous chances for one’s mistakes and the other’s resultant forgiveness, but also, time strengthens it by desensitizing the two people from each others’ downfalls. In a lasting and meaningful friendship, the downfalls are acknowledged, but they are not something upon which the friends dwell; in place of dwelling on errors, the friends focus on encouraging the positive aspects of each other’s humanity. Whyte supports this claim in saying, “…to remain friends we must know the other and their difficulties and even their sins and encourage

Friendships is a poem by Erica Fryberg that can relate to almost anybody who has experienced real and fake friendships, as it is about the speaker’s perspective on friendships, and the difference between having real and fake friends, forced friendships and real friendships. Through a comparison of friendships and furniture, the poet uses a humorous tone to describe friendships, making the speaker relatable. I particularly enjoyed this, as on a personal level I was able to relate to this, as a student at a school where teachers attempted to force unnatural relationships multiple times. Overall, this poem was an engaging poem, which, through language and poetic devices, clearly described the difference between real and fake friendships.

“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.” This quote from Nelson Mandela always clicked with me, because while many things can change the world, education is always at the root of it. The Ottawa County Early College program is an opportunity for me to practice with this essential tool. I feel that I am a good fit for the program because I have passion for my studies, am proactive in them, and I flourish under challenge. This amazing program excites me because it will help me to achieve my overall goal for my education; to positively impact the world. While I have many different ideas with what I want to do with my education, Early College will allow me to explore many different paths within a budget I

Creating a yearbook has a lot more to it than one may expect. At first, I thought it’d consist of taking lots of photos, using a creative mind, and good writing skills. I wanted to contribute by doing all of these things and using the best of my ability as well. I looked forward to taking plenty of clear photos, writing good captions and making clever headlines since I’m good with words and I wanted to go out and be more social.

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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

After that day our interactions became more and more common, as our friendship grew ever stronger. Finally having a friend, Portland began to feel like a proper home, as I was no longer alone. Weekly lightsaber battles with a given, and grew to immerse every kid in the apartment complex in a galaxy far, far away.As time grew on, time only strengthed our bonds, and grew to the point when we did virtually everything together.

I always wanted to be remembered in high school because I know years from now, someone will pick up our 2019 yearbook and look at a random picture and have no idea who this person is or was. I don’t want to be that random picture so I flooded myself

Senior year has been bittersweet. On one hand I’m glad I’ll be done with high school. On the other hand though, I’m not quite ready for adult life. Senior year has probably been the best of my four years in high school. I liked getting more involved in school this year. I joined more clubs, and have joined big show. Before I never used to do so much in school. I don’t know what changed this year, but I have had a lot of fun with the different clubs and activities this year.

I hated the lies between my “best friend” and I; I hate the hospital here, I hate that I couldn’t spend much time with my friends as much as my brother did, or having a chance to mapping around to all these places he was bragging about. But then, after wasting my first week, now I let the breeze brush against my skin and let my hair fly back behind me. The scent of everything keeps pulling me back and won’t let go. After all these years, I am finally here, sitting behind my friends electric bicycle and listen to them spilling out all these café shop and food stands they went after school and how our classmates had changed throughout the

Your yearbook kit should be in your school. Please look for it. If it did not come to you directly talk to last year’s yearbook adviser as there is a good chance it came to them last spring. Please get yourselves familiar with the materials inside.

And best friends turned into random people who gave you a forced smile and grudges that could last a