Fiscal year

Mrs. Anderson was my teacher for three years in middle school. Two at Central, and my last at Forest Park. She was my choir teacher. When I met her she was a taller, very pale, and a round lady. She was post pregnancy and was a regular gym goer to lose her baby weight. She wore glasses and her blonde hair was long enough for her to sit on. She was a very kind and timid woman, but when it was time to work, she meant business. Mrs. Anderson and I didn’t have a great start. I was sort of a problem…

"I am Michelangelo!" I thought to myself, as I put the finishing touches on my clay sculpture. The masterpiece stood at a monstrous height of three inches and was a grotesque combination of red, blue, and pink. I could envision myself holding the trophy for the Delhi Public School Art Contest of 2007. My teacher, Mrs. Sonia, had a different perspective. I watched as she graded my statue with a concerned look on her face. Two hours later, I would find out that my project would not even receive an…

me there amazing. When i was not even a year my baby pictures was football themed. I didn't like football till i was like three. I loved it so much, Me and my dad would always play on his bed. My Dad, Grandpa and Uncle Clay are all refs. My other Uncle Jimmy is a Coach and his kid plays football too. Also My Grandpa is the President of Gateway Football and my Great Grandfather made the first Football Club in Missouri. This is my story. When i was six years old i started playing football for…

junior/senior year i finished the whole season. The reaction during my freshman year would have been totally different then when I started my junior / senior year. If I were to start my freshman year I would have not finished the whole season, due to the teasing and “bullying”. For example some of the guys would try to match with me even knowing that they were stronger, knew more moves, and where on varsity. They have also been doing wrestling since they were about seven or eight years old,…

I started out my first year playing first chair in the concert band which was the lower ranking band. The next year I get last trombone in the symphonic band. I decided to come back for one final year and try to get into the band for the best of the bests, the wind ensemble. “Kerrigan Catlin, are you ready?”,Dr. Hartman says in a soft voice. I walk in. He asked me how I have been and he expressed how nice it was to see me again for my last year at CYM. I finish my last audition and…

Seventh grade has been a mix of amazing and crazy. You might be wondering why I don’t have a chapter for sixth grade. In fifth grade, I had expressed how I felt bored and that school work was too easy. My mother took this into account. She talked about it at conferences with my fifth grade homebase, Mrs. Breza. Then, my mom introduced the idea of skipping a grade. I knew there had been students that have skipped before me, but I never thought of the idea for myself. The school was hesitant to…

for helping me with my first year of middle school. Although, there were some downfalls, most of which were my fault. I left a banana in my locker for 3 weeks, and, as you might of predicted, the results did not turn out that well. The smell stayed clear on my notebook for 3 years, and it even smells vaguely like that now (don’t ask me how I know). Basically, my first year of middle school was very eventful, and to my opinion, was one of my most favorite school years I have ever experienced.…

go outside and play with my friends and on top of that the house we were living in was right next to a park. But instead of going outside and playing with friends I was trapped inside having to read a book I didn’t even want to read. Also in those years I started to not like writing because I just hate to write especially when you have to read an article and write about it or answer questions because in my mind I don’t see why we have to do it. Why does what I think about that matter and why do…

Near the end of my sophomore year of high school, I took a leap of faith and applied to join a dental technologies class at Normandy High School. Like most students, I didn't know what I wanted to go to college for, but in our school’s cafeteria, there was a stand with “DENTAL” written across it. Just before this day, I watched “The Little Shop of Horrors,” and in this play, There’s a song about being a dentist. With that song fresh in my mind, and nothing to lose, I signed up. When I found out…

Seventh grade, my second year now at what I thought to be the worst school in the world. On back to school night I met a man who would change my perspective on life completely, that man being Brandon Lilly. Henry Adams once said “A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.” At a mere five-foot four he appeared to be a kid minus the burly lumberjack beard that he possessed. I remember being skeptical at first because I had never had a male teacher before. All of my…