The cab came to a sudden halt and the driver said, “Here we are, Suffolk High School.” A wave of excitement rushed through Brynn. She paid the cab driver, which included a very nice tip, and walked up to the open gates of her school. As she was approaching the football field where the boys were practicing, Alexander started to walk towards Brynn. Her heart was beating over a mile a minute as she tried to keep her cool. “Hey, umm… Krystal right?” stated Alexander. “Yeah, but I prefer to be called
simplicity of her life. For the majority of her life she lived in a place much different than mine, much more free. When she was a mere child, her days consisted of playing in the fields and making dolls out of corn husks, while I spent my day at school on my best behavior to avoid the reputation-killer of pulling my red card. As she transitioned into her teenage years, she spent her days helping her mom around the house because she was now old enough to take on more responsibilities. Her biggest
that I found the majority of my time in high school to be quite enjoyable. I did my work and earned decent grades—all while providing a solid foundation for my collegiate future. Being a member of the Sweeny Bulldog Band and varsity tennis team supplemented me with life lessons that I could not have acquired in a purely academic setting. In short, I feel that the combination of academic and extracurricular activities that I took part in during high school have helped me develop a strong set of core
and figure things out on my own. School was always a safe place for me but then sixth grade came. I was two months late as I walked into my math class, not realizing that the teacher would turn me and the entire class into mutes. I remember the walls being red but later I was told all the rooms in the school were actually painted pale blue. The teacher, whom was in charge of my math, science, and social studies classes ran her room
Boy, even before I got it. I found that reading was more exciting than Pokémon battling. For me, reading a whole series of books was a real accomplishment, and I was willing to read any that held my interest. I fondly remember reading all The Magic School Bus books, The Magic Tree House series, the Harry Potter serious, The Hobbit, and The Lord of the Rings. My favorite book as third grader, was Steven Hawking’s, A Brief History of Time; I was unwilling to part with the library copy, so we had to buy
Sitting on a smelly, yellow bus with my best friend, Rachel, heading towards Newberg High School. We start to get mentally prepared for our cross country meet. Then Danya, a freshman on the cross country team, blurts out a riddle, “ As the book hits the ground a hundred people die.” When we arrive at Newberg High School, we only have half the riddle figured out. Walking out of the vehicle, chill races up my spine. I follow the people up into the metal bleachers. Our couch, handed out maps of the
When I got in trouble in 1st grade!!! One day in 1st grade I decided to draw on my desk with black marker behind her back and then she heard a squeak from the marker and turned around and saw my desk.And then she said ‘’Alexis go to the safe seat’’ you need to fill out this think sheet and you need to think about what you just did to your desk.When I was looking around the classroom people were staring at me in a rude way and then they started laughing really loud at me so then I felt really
arrived to Euclid High School in 2012, it was like a completely new world to me. Seeing a vast number of students inside one building, the maturity of all the upperclassmen, and the way people carried themselves. I had quite a few friends, but I tried hard to fit in. Now as a senior, I am almost fully matured and on my own path with my studies and originality. I had to find my sense of originality and stop trying to copy others overtime. In my freshman year of high school in 2012, I was an average
I've always thought that couples in high school are ridiculous and that nothing ever happens to them because they go separate ways once they get to college anyway, but I realized all that was wrong. Few years back, something occurred that changed my life forever, and it all happened on a cold and breezy day of the Twenty-seventh of August, 2010. First day of school has never been my favorite day, in fact, I hated it but it’s my senior year so with a huge effort, I scanned the boisterous and crowded
Sitting on a smelly, yellow bus with my best friend, Rachel, heading towards Newberg High School. We start to get mentally prepare for our cross country meet. Then Danya, a freshman on the cross country team, blurts out a riddle, “ As the book hits the ground a hundred people die.” When we arrive at Newberg High School, we only have half the riddle figured out. Walking out of the vehicle, chill races up my spine. I follow the people up into the metal bleachers. Our couch, handed out maps of the cross