It quickly went from a nice, fun, vacation to a painful, terrible, nightmare. Just about every year before school starts while my mom has meetings for teachers, my dad takes my sister and I on a small, five day trip to different places. This year, we decided to go to St Louis. Little did I know that this trip would soon turn south very, very, fast.…
In the study, he manages to find a group of male college students to participate in his experiment. The students were paid…
The End of 5th Grade He's the best teacher I've ever had. He was like a uncle to me, he means so much to me. I could tell him anything. That's why the tears won't stop raining down as I hear the news.…
This year has been a crazy one. I came from a public school, not knowing anyone, so I terrified and didn't know what to expect. I struggled with trusting others, time management and battling multiple tasks at once. Luckily, I had a lot of practice throughout the year. For instance when we had to record a News Show for Mr.Mora's class, I was faced with all of these problems.…
BEEP BEEP BEEP! My alarm clock goes off on a Monday morning at 4 am. The excitement wakes me right up, and I sprung out of bed. I rushed into the shower because I had to be ready by 5:15. After getting dressed and packing my things for a 8 hour trip, there and back to Sandusky, Ohio.…
Draft #1 So many things have happened in my years in school, however i’ll never forget my first year of middle school. My first day of middle school was mid october. I remember my mom couldn't make it so i was stuck with my aunt. I was always used to either having 1 teacher or four, but know i had 8 classes in many different places.…
High school changes people. They express themselves, become opinionated, and they start to look at the world differently as they experience things they have never encountered before. A wise Oliver Wendell Holmes said, “Man’s mind stretched to a new idea never goes back to its original dimensions.” This quote is an excellent way to describe my experience in high school.…
In the seventh grade, I faced a large transition in life. The previous year I had experienced middle school for the first time, but I would make that entrance again. I moved from Texas to North Dakota, where seventh grade was the first year of middle school. I took on those same fears and hopes that I had faced before, but in an unfamiliar place where I had no one except for family to give me support. I tried a lot of new things that year, mainly wrestling.…
The transformation form elementary to middle school was a big jump for me the new campise, classes changing from staying in a class for six hours and only having hour in each class and then having to walk to the next class etc. A lot more Homework was involved and the test where harder. A down side of all of this is my friends had gone to Clovis West and I had to go to Clovis north because my brother was there and it was easier for my parents to pick us up and to drop us off. So, I was a very shy kid I didn't like to interact with people nore…
I was so happy to finally be a third grader! I coulnt wait until I was finally considered a third grader! I ended up having a wonderful teacher, like always, and the year was great! It was a really exciting year with my teacher, Mr.Smyth, and my friends,Madison, Kylie, and many others! We learned multiplication, division, and much more.…
The school year was almost over; we’d be in fifth grade soon. My friend Will and I, both good students with families very active in the PTA, were given an assignment we were happy with. We were excused from class to collect things needed to go into storage. We had to collect textbooks, extra supplies, and the over-head projectors in each classroom. We were given a push cart and the elevator key and sent on our way; the principal didn’t care how much we collected in a trip or how many trips it took us.…
First grade always stands out in my memory. I can’t remember who I spoke to on the phone five minutes ago but I sure as hell can remember first grade. I became an avid reader and started writing that year. This is when I learned I had an aptitude for telling stories.…
Every since I was a little boy I always been big. Since the day I came out of my mama’s womb. But as I grew older I started to realize that I was different from others, because I would notice that everybody else is smaller than me, and that I was the biggest in my class. And when I went home every day, I realized as I got older that I was depressed. I was 9 years old, I’ll never forget it, It was me, and my mom at the mall going to get me some school clothes for the new school year.…