Growing up I was always seen as a angel a boy that would never hurt a fly. When ever I would go to a family event they would be so proud of me because I'm a good kid even to this day they are still proud of me I will always have my families support. I did go through a phase where I was rebellious and I would argue with everyone, but this phase ruined my social life causing other kids to be terrified of me and never giving me a chance to show them who I really am. The kids would just see me as a monster they knew the things I did which I was not proud of, but that image of me stuck with them for a couple of years. This just did just not happen in school it happened outside sometimes when I would go out I was terrifying kid to others just because …show more content…
I managed to physically attack three kids throughout the year, but I only got punished for one of the incidents I simply wish I never committed those acts because the whole school knew what I've done. During seventh grade no one really wanted to be my friend everyone usually kept their distance from me but there was one instance during my fourth period where a girl stated something. We sat in a table of five I remember when the teacher first moved us together no one bothered to talk to me the only time the talked to me was when they need help on the work, but once time went by they started to take notice how nice I am I was willing to help everyone, but they had this bad image of me throughout the course that convinced them I was bad. One of the girls came up to me in one of the last couple of days she said,? I was always so terrified of you but you are actually a nice person I'm sorry for treating you like I did.? The moment she said the it brought up my self esteem but of course not everyone knew the kind person I was it still took some convincing to make people see who I really …show more content…
As the school year passed by the kids forgot about the past because I proved them who I really am. It wasn't till the middle of school year where my new friends expressed to me how they felt about me in the beginning of the school year. Many of them said them said similar stuff such as they thought I was weird, decent, and I looked mean. Then a girl who happens to be my current day best friend said how she thought I was which was pretty funny only because of the way she said it,? Jose since the day I met you I didn't want to be in the same room as you, you gave me weird vibes. Only because of what I heard what happened last year, but I was wrong you are a nice kid don't get me wrong I'm still kind of scared of you but I'm sure it will fade away.? Surely enough her fear of me faded away. Once again I felt different I felt happy my life for once felt
6th grade was not all that bad. That is before the incident however. Going to school was fun for the most part, the classes were difficult, friends were plenteous, and the food was good. Life at Lancaster Country Day School was swell, again, before the incident. Now, said issue somewhat killed my image at the school and saved it at the same time; it also made me question others. Were my friends really my friends? Or did they use me to as a sick and twisted way to formulate drama? I had a friend. I had many friends really, I was friends with the whole 50 people in my grade. But this friend, this friend was different. Her name Mady Gosselin. Yes, the Mady Gosselin from Kate Plus 8. We had been close, I talked to her almost every day. However,
“Strength comes from struggle. When you learn to see your struggles as opportunities to become stronger, better, wiser, then your thinking shifts from ‘I can’t do this’ to ‘I must do this’ was said by Toni Sorenson. Through hardships comes growth, through growth comes opportunities. This is a popular theme explored throughout the short stories “Reflection: Growing Up Grown” by David Jacobsen and “The Storyteller” by Sandra Cisneros. Each has written about their experiences during trials and how their Latin roots influence their decisions in reaching their pinnacle. Both autobiographies reveal the journey they face in finding the voice within themselves and the strength to carry on. Coming from their strong heritage, Jacobsen and Cisneros are
Throughout many experiences we have all had the most astounding would have to most probably be the transition from adolescents to adults. There is no way that anyone can avoid it, if they want to progress on with their lives. “Time Stops for No one, Be you rich or poor...”.By reading the Catcher in the Rye and watching the movie Stand by me, the audience has been given this wisdom being able to experience it through the plots of both stories. However, the more profound realizations come from the recognition of the symbols in each story and how they relate to the main characters lives as a whole. In Catcher in the Rye and Stand by Me the main characters, Geordie LaChance (from Stand By Me), and Holden Caulfield (from Catcher in the Rye) are going through the change from adolescence to adulthood and many literary devices help them describe to the audience this change in a very personal perspective. These main points throughout the stories made by the use of theme, symbolism, and motif which are an important part of why J.D. Salinger, author of Catcher in the Rye, and Stephen King, who originally wrote the story for which Stand By Me is based on were so successful in capturing attention of people going through the change and giving them wisdom with the knowledge they provide within the stories.
A lot of my teachers, as well as fellow students, have thought that I am ridiculous, but I honestly take pride in a lot of the things people judge me for. Once, in third grade, my school’s principal stopped me in the hallway on my way to class. I had been reading while I was walking, so when he asked me about my book I thought that I was in trouble. As it turned out, he was interested in the fact that I was reading a book about advanced physics, and I started meeting with him once a week to talk about the book and about my writing. A lot of kids thought that I was a total dork because of this, but I owned it. One day a substitute teacher came in, and when I got called to the principal’s office for my meeting she thought that I was in trouble. Her face told me that she wanted to give me detention just for that, but every time she came into my class from then on, she knew who I was. It’s not that I need attention, which is good because attention isn’t usually what I get, it’s that I believe that everyone should try to make an impact on their environment in some way, however that may
The funny thing is the harder I try, I cannot seem to remember my “friends” name. She moved within the first year of my being there and besides I have a horrible memory. We played with each other over the summer and went to school in the fall. Within the first week one of the “popular” girls told me that if I continued to be friends with this girl, I could not be in the crowd because they did not like this girl. I selected friendship over popularity and this affected my self esteem for the rest of my school years. The popular people begin avoiding me and out and out calling me names. They would taunt me telling me how ugly I was, how my face was filled with pimples, how I was smelly, how I looked like a giraffe, and so on.
There I stayed for the remaining 20 minutes which managed to feel like hours. Finally, we pulled into the front of the school. Any relief in exiting The Bus left me quickly as I gazed upon Royalton High School once again. I had visited the institution over the last three years for my brothers’ wrestling matches, so it was vaguely familiar. After attending Open House the week prior, I became hesitant to approach since last time I had been assaulted by a large group of chatty girls. Only two people names were known to me in this large abyss of hormones, but I’d never meet either of
Have you ever felt trapped in your worse nightmare? Do you think you will ever have what it takes to overcome it? I can assure you it is hard but after what I experienced I believe anyone is capable of doing so. When I was younger I didn’t know what the word “psychedelic” meant, or ever thought I would come in contact with one. When I was 16 that naïve way of thinking changed. One of my closest friends Sarah, which I hadn’t seen in months told me she had one of the best experiences of her life trying a psychedelic that goes by the name of LSD. Little did I know I was being introduced to a whole new world. Being young and impulsive, I was intrigued by her story and wanted to experience what she did. I unfortunately made the hasty
When Growing up as a kid, adults had always told me, “ enjoy your childhood as it lasts”. Of course at those moments I really just shrugged off their suggestions and started living life while thinking about the future and the things I would accomplish. Just this recent summer It’s safe to say that it has been the most engrossed summer vacation I have ever experienced, yet I have learned quite a bit. This summer I have been involved with the school play, working, and traveling . As the days passed, I soon had a epiphany that I was moving a bit closer to adulthood. It seemed as if I barely had anytime to hang out with my friends, as they had jobs of their own . Even If my group of friends had little time to get together, I still learned a
Becoming the person I am today wasn't easy especially because I was never like this, I was usually that kid who sat by themselves would not socialize and avoid everyone. Because from elementary school all the way till 8th grade I was bullied by people who just wanted to bother me for the heck of it. I can’t explain that inner feeling from inside when you hear people say horrible stuff to you. To me this famous quote “stick and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”, was a lie and it did hurt. One spring evening after a difficult day of school in elementary school, I was chased home by a group of kids that have been pushing me around, name calling, taking my stuff and humiliated me from the past months. I never grew the strength to stand up to those people because I was afraid of them hitting me afraid if they will spread rumors. Thank god when I graduated 5th grade I thought finally i will leave and never see those idiots ever in my life sadly when I entered middle school some of those kids entered the same school I was in and it kept on the harassment the name call...
It wasn't always like this. In fact, when we were young, things were quite the opposite. We were happy then, an actual family. However, that all seemed to deteriorate before everyone's very eyes. It came as a shock to everyone, me, especially.
I was so self-conscious and honestly never thought much of myself; all I knew were the negatives. But I was always nice to everyone though, that was an important thing to me. I believed that if I was nice eventually they would stop with the bullying; this is something I would always say to myself to keep my hopes up. I was surprised though when I began high school; it felt as if everyone had totally forgot about how they would pick on me, it took all this for me to finally realize that I shouldn’t have let that happen to me. It was Friday, December 21, 2012 that I was lying in my room going through my thoughts that I finally asked myself why I don’t feel confident. It was the day I realized that I’m gorgeous, intelligent, and wise and that I shouldn’t think any less and if that anybody had anything to say otherwise I wouldn’t care. It took me all those years of bullying to finally feel genuinely happy, and secure with who I am now and to finally rip that mask off and embrace me. I thank my bullies actually because without them Chisom Stella Okafor wouldn’t be like