It’s been so long since we’ve last talked. I can’t believe we graduated more than seven months ago, it seriously feels like just yesterday! [Liking]: Are you still drawing and painting? I remember spending hours after school planning and sketching out the next pep rally themes with you. We were such perfectionists, what could have taken anyone else thirty minutes to draw, literally took us days, but it was always worth it in the end, seeing our visions come to life on the big backdrops never got old! I miss those days. We need to hangout again soon, it’s been too long since we’ve gotten the group together and I miss you guys like crazy. When you, me, Taylor, and Maddie got together there was seriously never a dull moment! Speaking of Taylor, I just ran into her last week, we ended up talking for hours about life and your name got brought up. She was telling me that you decided to take the semester off and you weren’t planning on returning to school. I know by now, it’s been awhile since you’ve seen a classroom, but with your intelligence and skill, …show more content…
I totally understand where you were coming from and if that’s part of the reason why you left, then I can see why it would be hard for you to return. Taking time off to help and support your family during such a hard time must’ve been a huge commitment, but that's the type of caring person you are. Always willing to drop everything that you’re doing in order to help others. You’ve always been so selfless, and I know first hand what it's like having to step up and be the parental figure for your younger siblings during stressful family times. So, I can only imagine the toll these past few months have had on you. Taylor was telling me however, that your grandma's been doing much better, I’m so happy to hear that! I hope you’re feeling better as
What is secondary transition? Why is it important for school personnel to help students plan for post-school transitions?
Going back to school at 30 is not the same as going back to school at 20, especially when you’re a single parent with an established career. Returning to school never left my mind throughout the years, I received my associates seven years ago and between then and now a lot had changed. So many questions I asked myself; do I have the time, who can help watch my daughter, can I juggle another load, etc. I answered every one of my questions; unfortunately I gave myself excuses instead. The decision going back to school was overwhelming because it was taking up another full time job; making it a priority and possibly putting in overtime to study and do homework.
Instead Becca was talking to the new boy, Abby was sitting at her desk alone. My teacher welcomed me back, as I made my way back to my desk. Abigail looked at me and smiled, she said she had missed me. I asked her what happened to Becca, her face turned red as she looked at me. “Becca started spreading terrible rumors”, she told me. “Even worste then before, it was my fault in the first place I shouldnt have agreed.” She apologized and hugged me, she told me she missed her bestfriend. We went back to being close maybe closer, sadly I eventually ended up moving. We stayed close friends, but also made new friends. I still talk to her about everything, we meet up sometimes. She was my first bestfriend, we always had our little aruguments. True friends overcome the biggest of obstacles, im happy to have overcame
Hi, I’m Leah. I’m 13 years old and live in a little town in New Jersey. I grew up a Christian girl, didn’t really do much with my life. I sing and play the piano, but other than that I’m not really anyone special. I found you and Dan’s video’s in the beginning of 2014, so I’ve been watching you for almost 2 years now. I’m not an artist, or writer, and I can’t make cool edits, or write songs, and I pretty much suck at socializing (even though my friends would probably say otherwise) so I thought I would just write you this and make your day a little brighter.
Hey Jem it’s been a long time since I last spoke with you, and I would like to tell you Me and Scout are doing mighty fine just on our own. We got a townhouse in Tallahassee Florida, where Jean is currently going to school, and I picked up a job along the way. She’s studying some type of literature program they have there I don’t know all the details. Anyway I’m working for the local circus a little yonder of the school, well at least till Scout graduates, it’s a pretty fun job that should be able to pay the bills and everythang else . Aye you know what, it reminds me of the time I ran away to come see yall. I remember it like it had been sunday, I ran away because my parents didn't really engage in any activities with me and along the way
Deondre, I really truly genuinely miss you and us like how we use to be when we were crazy about each other when we would randomly send pictures, and when we would talk 24/7 about a lot of stuff
I hope you are doing well that you're continuing to grow as you work on bettering yourself for you. That you are finding joy daily and having a blast with your brothers. I cannot go through life knowing that I didn't give this my all. I don't half ass anything and hope that was evident from this summer. You told me on multiple occasions how you admired nay loved how honest and blunt I am. Well, I hope you can still admire that quality even now that we are no longer together.
You might try to just shrug this off and say you aren’t as good as I say you are, but know that everything I say in this letter I truly support and believe with my whole heart. There are very few people that I hold in such high regard as I do you. I’m so sorry that I haven’t written to you once the who time that you have been gone so far, but know that this won’t be the last time that I write you either by letter or by email.
I’ve been missing you a lot since coming back to school. You’ve always kind of been my person that I go to when I need someone to hang out with or to talk to. It’s just hard trying to find that again. Liz and Lauren have been really nice to me but it just feels like everything takes so much effort that sometimes I’d rather not have to try so
I was fourteen years old when a new life started for me. My mother came to the US searching for a better future for my sister and I, she left us with my grandmother when I was only two years old. Sometimes, a new beginning sounds scary. I had lived my entire life in El Salvador, surrounded by my family and friends, and now the moment to leave my country had come, I was to leave my home to come to the US to reunite with my mother. It was not an event I had envisioned, it was rather something that I saw far from happening. Though reuniting with my mother was a very important moment for me, I was facing a tough time in my life because I was leaving most of my relatives, friends and everything I knew behind, to start a new life, to start from scratch.
Have you ever been nervous and excited for something at the same time? That is how I felt during my last year of high school leading all the way up to graduation. I had never sat down and figured out what I wanted to do with my life; I would always pick something then switch to something else almost immediately. Graduation day was that epiphany for me that I really had no idea what I was going to do with my life even though I was accepted to LSU and declared a major in Computer Science.
We are still wearing our purple camp T-shirts. The bus aroma still resembles wilderness. We still smell like pine. It’s been one amazing weekend with you. The feeling I have right now are confusing, ones that I’ve never previously experienced. I like you and you like me and I more than like you, but I am not sure if you do or don't “more than like me.” You have never said, so I kept the thought to myself and haven't been saying anything about it all summer long. I am pleased with enjoying the microscopic miracle of a girl choosing to talk to me and choosing to do so again the next day and so on and so on. A girl who is intelligent and comical that wants to hang out with me. A girl who, if I say something dumb to make her laugh, is willing to say something two sometimes even three times as dumb to make me laugh. A girl who isn’t completely normal, capable of being a little weird, yet also be wise sometimes in a way I couldn’t fathom being. A girl who enjoys reading books that haven’t been assigned to her, whose curly blonde hair frequently has a line running through it from the tie she uses to hold it up while it is still wet. How lucky could I be?
... thought that maybe we won’t be friends or even know each other in the future. Unexpectedly, we all had these feelings of fondness for a place we a come to despise and couldn’t wait to leave. Why would that happen to us? We all realized that in this moment we’re growing up but are far from “grown up.” Suddenly, there is a flash of light and in that moment I knew that the three of us would be separated for the rest of the day, maybe our lives. The flash brought everything back. It gave us a reason to go back into the hallway and meaninglessly chat with our friends. After we left that room we were still sharing a moment together but in a different sort of way. The picture was there and we had superficial thoughts but the graduation was so much more. It marked a major time in our lives and sent us off into the future. No longer were we the next generation because we were being sent off into the grown up world. Would we all still be appreciated? How is the world going to receive three naive girls who don’t know anything? All these questions were to be asked and to be forgotten because we got caught up in the moment. The picture marks that time in our past and an important time it was.
When I got to know you better a year later I realized I wasn't alone and that something inside of you was what constantly brought tears to my own eyes. I went through a time in my life where I felt worthless and unloved and I continuously searched for happiness. I wasn't getting along with my family, and my friends were all hating each other, leaving me in the middle, stressfully trying to pull things together. You made me laugh and forget everything that was going on. That year you became my escape, my survival. I don't think I could have made it through as strong as I did if it weren't for you.
A first day at a new school can always be scary and nerve wrecking. Starting a new school can seem as if making new friends will be almost impossible. In the end a new school calls for new experiences and new friends.