My First Day at High School Essay

High school and college is two different education level. They create many diverse characteristics of each factor such as in teaching, learning environment, and academic systems. So how do these different things affect to students ' academic? Each factor comes from good motives that hope all students to be successful, however, when students facing with what the school or college systems provided, some of them find the benefits very helpful in academic and some only see the negatives which is…

Sharndip Singh Essay 1 (Narrative) Average or Below Average? First Grade After taking a decent amount of my pictures of me on the first day of school, my mom finally decided to start walking me to Jefferson Elementary. Jefferson had this really tall principle and this Asian teacher that never got along with me. I got in trouble for all kinds of things, from lying to the teacher about why I didn’t do my homework to coloring the carpet with crayons during story time. All in all,…

Senior Year My greatest memory so far in my eighteen years of being on this earth is without a doubt my senior year of high school. It was absolutely unforgettable. My senior year as a whole (which was just last year) was the most fun I’ve ever had in my life and the happiest I have ever been. When I was a chubby little freshman with glasses I thought to myself that high school would be one of the longest time periods of my life and that four years would feel like forty…

long, unhappy buildup to my happiest experience began many years ago, when I first started school. Even on my very first day of kindergarten, it was already clear to me that going to school wasn’t going to be something that I enjoyed. I was very shy and withdrawn, and the other kids weren’t at all interested in being friends with me. They never seemed to like me as much as they all liked each other, despite my efforts to try and fit in. The kids in my class didn’t see my quiet nature as shyness,…

new school because your insecurities got the best of you? Believe me, I felt that way since the beginning I stepped foot on this campus. Ever since I was a little girl, I was always curious to do many things but my shyness got the best of me all the time. My apprehensiveness stuck with me ever since then and has not left. In middle school, it was a completely different story because I knew everyone since it was a small school and everyone was really close with each other. Thinking about high…

¨ -unknown. During the first cheerleading practice of my sophomore year, I had fallen from a stunt, dislocated my elbow and tore ligaments. I went to physical therapy for a few weeks and was eventually released for cheerleading camp. I was allowed to fly and do the motions. I wasn't allowed to tumble or lift stunts known as basing. Cheerleading camp consisted of three days, the first day and second day was for practicing and the third day was a showcase for our parents. My coaches were…

from the first day of kindergarten but before kindergarten there was day care.This day care was oddly informative. I say this because I had learned how to recite the English alphabet from be t this day care.This caused me to be a bit ahead when it came to my very first day of primary school. The official education I was obtaining came from a school called Atwood McDonald. At this grade level I had learned simple adding and subtracting, and low level reading. I did not know how to get my own…

Walking into school should have been easy considering I have done it a million times before but, today was different. Today, I was walking into Havana High School for the last time as a student. As I opened the double doors, I instantly heard the rowdy underclassmen boys, smelled the slightly nauseating food in the cafeteria, and instantly felt sick inside. Although today was a day that I had been looking forward to all year, I was nervous to see what was ahead for me. Click, Click, Click; all…

I remember having my hair in three ponytails with pink knockers, jumbo twist, and a tiny clip at the end. I was drinking strawberry milk, at a wooden table that had a vase filled with sunflowers in the middle of it. I watched my grandmother read the Savannah Morning Newspaper with coffee stains on the front page. The stains came from putting her coffee mug on top of the paper to get up and stir the cheese grits that were on the stove. I always used to ask, “Grandma, can I have the funny page?”…

High School vs. College; Oh no they are different! Many people may think college classrooms and high school classrooms are the same because they have the primary structures of a classroom and both of them are considered to be a learning environment. The truth is they do not contain as much similarities as people may think such as appearance, classroom sizes, and the age difference. Doctor Drew C. Appleby, from the psychology network states, “College classes and professors are going to be…