Narrative Essay Examples High School

being on my high school swim team was the one of the biggest revelations of my character. When I entered high school, I had to play a sport because it was my mom’s rule, “you will participate in minimally one sport”. As a result, my brother played football, ran track, and swam. My eldest sister played volleyball and swam and my other sister was a swimmer. Therefore, my choice was easy, swim. I initially joined the swim team in order to maintain the Mitchell legacy of Shadow Ridge High School…

There I was, an outcast. I've just moved to yet another new school and I was uncomfortable in this new setting. I found moving to new schools to be an unfortunate routine. I've moved from school to school throughout my middle school and high school years. There were no specific reasons why the reasons all varied. From my parents decided to move to a different state and then back, to have just decided private school was better than public school. I was never happy with these decisions because…

to high school made me realise how much I didn’t know. I was very contempt with my environment during jr. high that I wasn’t looking into the new things I was going to approach. The things the kids in my grade knew and talked about were different than that of the seniors and juniors. Once I saw what was important to the older kids, then I put those things in front of what I enjoyed. The start of my freshman year was good. I was told that i needed to stay on top of things and excel in school…

Freshman year of high school was the hardest year for me. I was not ready, and middle school did not prepare me enough for that first year. Going in thinking it was going to be easy, I thought my last priority would have to be checking grades. Not only did I not know how I was doing in school, but my parents were not checking grades to keep me on track with what I was doing. I was not the only Freshman that was going through the same problem. Freshman have no high school experience, and without…

One of my proudest accomplishments was making my high school hockey team. When I was younger I, tried sports like soccer and baseball, but ended up disliking them. My cousins all played their own sports, and played them well. My mother played softball at the University of Vermont and so did two of her sisters. I grew up with the notion that everyone in my family was destined to be a superstar in a sport. Everyone but me it seemed, but after spending my life watching my cousin play hockey I…

personal failure is my freshman year of high school. I failed English, Algebra, and Health. I had to spend three days in summer school recovering credits. My freshman year of high school was a tough year. I had a very hard time staying motivated and focused, forget being anywhere near organized. I consistently didn't do my homework and passed in assignments late, my attitude was sarcastic and hostile if I even responded at all, I dreaded everyday of school and barely paid attention in half my…

Florida a chance. I didn't have any of my friends and cousins to enjoy the rest of my summer with so hoping to finally make new friends I couldn't wait for the school year to begin. Being that this would be my first time going to a public school I was thrilled that I didn't have to wear a uniform. It was a great…

I walked to my locker and got my school materials, and headed to my first class of the day, which was English. I went in the classroom and sat down at my desk. Our teacher Mrs Boreman came walking in and said-“Good morning class, . I hope you had a good first day yesterday.i know it's your…

There was a little girl named, Emily, and tomorrow was her first day of preschool. She was so excited but also very nervous to go. The next morning had arrived so quickly and it was time to leave for school. The drive to the school had felt so quick, and before she knew it she was standing in her classroom. Emily didn't know anyone and this was her first time being with other kids without her parents. Her teacher, Mrs. Hill had walked over to comfort her since she looked nervous to be there.…

how I did in high school. I remember the middle of 8th grade when my school and academic life quietly, but quickly, descended into chaos. I was pulled out of my private school and left at home. It was terrible timing; math had begun to make sense and my grades were rising towards a rich academic future. At the same time we moved back to our old house in Gary of all places from our small home next to the school in Schererville. I did not like the idea of homeschooling. I loved school, not…