Eleventh grade

Babysitting (9th-12th) I am a regular babysitter for multiple families in my neighborhood. I babysit at least once a week during the school year. During holidays and school breaks, I babysit more often. CIT at Camp Bear Track (10th-11th) I was a camper at Camp Bear Track for seven years, and the past two years I have been a CIT (Counselor in Training). Next summer, I plan on returning to Camp Bear Track for my tenth year as a counselor. As a CIT, I had to set and reset the dining hall for every

Freshman prom Prom 2K16, the scariest night of my life. Me and my boyfriend Colin started dating december of my freshman year his junior year. We met through mutual friends, I fell for him the moment I saw him. It's crazy to think how far we have come but that a story for another time. When prom season began to emerge so did the question on would I Lina Belfiore be going to prom as a freshman in highschool. This will become the biggest stress of my year, I'm dramatic so it felt like the most stressful

In general, how successful was the lesson? The presentation was successful. There was a large turnout of 12th and 11th grade students as well as parents/guardians. The students and parents/guardians were engaged in the presentation and information that was being provided. It was also a great time to provide resources to the attendees, such as the HAAS counseling website. Did the students learn what you intended for them to learn? Yes, overall the students and parents/guardians thought the information

people, but my journey to this realization did not emerge without any roadblocks of course. In my entire school experience, stretching from 7th grade until 11th grade, I had kept myself on lockdown. The real Sofi was a goofy, caring person underneath the serious and slightly scared mask that was my expression. For example, I remember being humiliated as my 7th grade teacher read my text messages aloud to the class. I stood there with a hardened face but deep down, all I wanted to do was crawl into a hole

of my 8th grade years in American history, I took the first test and barely passed. The grade I got was a D- with a 60.98%. I was really upset with myself because of the test. It brought my grade down a lot and I had a D- for most of the quarter. I brought it back up with two projects we did. Both of them got A’s. The rest of the assignments we were given were all A’s. I really tried to put more effort into my work to bring my grade up as high as I could before the quarter ended. My grade was a B after

between the various financial data and eleventh grade students ' achievement. A comparison of four groups of school districts designated by ad valorem wealth and SES also was conducted to identify difference in student achievement. The findings of the study reveals, total per student expenditure and direct average teacher salary had a direct relationship with the achievement in mathematics but not in languages and art, no significant direct relationship with the student achievement was shown for

story. By the beginning of tenth grade, it was not uncommon for me to stay up several nights in a row, toiling in the office downstairs over a product that was already good but not quite flawless. As the minute hand whirled around the clock and the coffee supply dwindled, I became more tired and depressed over a goal I always fell short of. My teachers said that I did great work through, and that’s what mattered. Perfect work meant perfect grades; perfect grades meant a perfect college; a perfect

Volunteering is an important part of my life, so Tulane’s emphasis on community engagement is one reason we’re a good fit. I actually had the opportunity to travel to New Orleans in the summer of 2016 through the Rustic Pathways organization to help rebuild the city from Hurricane Katrina. Even though I technically spent two weeks aiding others, the experience helped me more than I ever imagined it would. Not only did I immerse myself in the vibrant culture of New Orleans, but I learned firsthand

 After receiving my progress report, I realized that my study habits were inferior compared to others. I tried my best by studying a couple of hours every day. To improve my grades, I reached out to my teacher for help. My teacher told me that I need to take better notes and study more. With his advice, I was able to increase my test scores. I raised my grades by forming study groups with my classmates and studied for upcoming tests. Although I was passing the class, I wasn’t pleased with my achievements and told

faces, the lump in my throat grew, but I dared not cry—I knew I would never stop if I started. It all started in the summer of 2016, back home in India. I recently passed my Indian Certificate of Secondary Education examination at the end of tenth grade with honors. I could be in any higher education program of my choice.I was set on a prosperous path. One evening, my father came home from work and announced that we were shifting to the US. I had long dreamed to study in the US, but a dream was all