One-room school

I am Karuna Ravi. I completed my high school. I took Engineering Agriculture and Medical Common Entrance Test (EAMCET) and waited for the results. My Father, Nageshwara Rao Ravi, working as charge-men in the steel industry. My Mother name is Surya Kumari Ravi, Housewife. I have a sister (Lavanya Ravi) who is working as a computer engineer in a reputed company. We live in Visakhapatnam, India while my sister lives in Bangalore. I believe, my mother is the most amazing and hard working woman in…

Disability Simulation I did the disability simulation to fulfill one of my 6 requirement of the pick 6. I choose to understand students with a physical disability and have to use a wheelchair. I borrowed my mom’s wheelchair one day, not only to do this project, but also because I had to get an injection in my knee for the first time and the doctor hit a nerve and had to do it twice and told me to stay off my foot the rest of the day. It was a challenging experience for me to get around in a…

The Trans- Alleghany Insane Asylum It started on a weekend in May, our school decided to plan a field trip to a mysterious building in the western part of Virginia. Don’t ask me why though—we’re all surprised they even considered it. The funny thing is, our school hasn’t taken a field trip in three years, and this is the first placed they decided to go to. The whole situation was quite strange. After a class of eighth graders went to a zoo, the principle has not allowed anyone to go on a…

I think that my dorm room is a representation of my front-stage behavior. This is the case because although it is my room, I share it with a friend, and although it is our room, we often have other people in it with us. Dorm rooms are a space in which friends can gather for a party, to study together, or even to watch this week’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. It is more of a public space than a private space in which I can be alone. I keep my dorm room in a manner in which I would publically…

and thrust my backpack to the ground. Normally, my six year old self would sit at the kitchen table and finish all of my homework right away, but today, there was a sensation that I was not used to. There was a soft whimper flooding through every room of the house. I take a single step, curiously, as I hoped it would enlighten me as to where the sound was coming from. Then, I remember, my mother is home. I storm upstairs to the nursery that my father built just a week before. I poke my…

whether or not I could make it in this world, if dancing was what I was born to do or just some extra curricular. It was the letter from Juilliard Dance, one of the best dance schools in america, and I couldn't bring myself to open it. What if I didn’t get in, then what would I do. I cant go to any other schools, I’m destined for this specific one. I finally built up all my confidence to open the letter and read it, skimming over all the minor details. I couldn’t believe it, it was a dream come…

The upstairs of the house is my favorite. At the top of the stairs is the useless air conditioner that has never worked properly. I was forced to take naps on the soft bed in the first room. The next room has green carpet that resembles diarrhea. There used to be a sewing machine and bunk bed in the room until she threw them out. My grandmother’s miniscule office with teal walls hold more bookcases full of paper. During each visit, the heat of the poorly air-conditioned house clings to me as…

The bell rang dismissing students from the torture called school. Piper and I packed up our belongings and made our way out of the library. "Hey, Piper, did Gabe give you a solid reason why he broke up with you?" The question should have been asked earlier, but my evil mind had gotten way ahead of me. "Nothing in particular. He said we were getting too serious. Thus, we were done," Piper answered. I nodded and replied, "Well, he will be regretting it soon. I need to go to my locker. I'll meet…

Suresh D.O.S- 31/07/15 Even though I hadn’t opened my eyes yet, I felt the warm golden gleam of the sunlight pressing against my eyelids. It was time to wake up. I sat up as my bed creaked and took in the beauty of my room. The sunlight gave life to my room. And as it breathed I saw the minute particles of dust floating about. I got up and looked out the window. The busy streets of Chennai already began to bustle. Like a colony of multi-coloured steel ants cluttering a narrow creek in…

When I was born my mother was living in Calumet, so that’s where I was. My birth put a delay on things. She was 18 by one day and still finishing high school. That is where we lived for the first two years of my life. I don’t recall anything from that time but I’ve frequently gone back to the house, until recently. The house itself is not within the city limits of Calumet; it is alongside Lake Superior. The road going to it passes by the soccer fields and slopes down the longest hill i 've…