My First Day Of Graduation Experience In High School

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It’s finally here! I’m graduating! I am so excited and relieved at the same time. Today is our first day of graduation practice. We are so excited that we are doing little practice and more talking, laughing, jumping up and down, and crying tears of joy. We know in a few months some of us will be in other states and cities furthering our education. We’re in the hot gymnasium full of bleachers, basketball goals, and a brown stage going over the seating arrangement and program for graduation. The Bahamas were all I could think about. The sandy beaches, the extravagant cruise ship, all the food you can eat, and just having a good time. That is until I heard my name being called over the intercom to meet with the senior counselor. I didn’t think …show more content…
I took my glasses off and began to twirl my hair with my fingers as my eyes started to water. No was all I could say as I’m trying to stop the tears from falling from my eyes. I should have known I was failing because I was never in my Chemistry or World History class. I was always in my favorite teacher Mrs. Wilson class helping her grade papers or just laughing and playing around. Mrs. Wilson never asked why I was never in class. My handed me a white piece of paper with my name and grades for Chemistry and World History. I had a %62 in Chemistry and a %57 in World History. I began to cry profusely and could see the disappointment in my mother’s face when I tell her I’m not graduating. That is until my senior counselor gave me that same white piece of paper with my failing grades back and told me to go to those two classes to see what I could do to pass. I began to get angry and my legs started to shake as if I had been holding my urine for hours! Why wait till the first day of graduation practice to tell me about the classes I was failing. That should have been brought to my attention sooner. I stood up from the brown leather chair that I was sitting in and walked out the room feeling …show more content…
I know nothing about World History how am I going to pass was all I could think about. As I reached the blue door with a picture that depicted World War II, my head started to feel as though I was being beaten with a baseball bat. I walked into the well-lit room and there stood Mrs. Jackson, a tall, dark skin woman with black lips. “I already know why you are here. Here is your final exam and whatever you make is what your final grade will be” she said with her raspy voice. I took the exam, which had multiple choice questions to my seat and began the exam. About 25 minutes I walked to her oak wood desk and handed her my final exam. Favor Lord was the only thing I was thinking in my head. “You scored a %68 and didn’t even study” she said. She handed me the paper I had given her to put my final grade on it. A %73! I began jumping up and down with my hands in the air as if I was touching God himself. Thank you Jesus was all I could say as tears of joy and relief rolled down my eyes. I wasn’t going to have to see the disappointment in my mom’s eyes after

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