High School Memories Do you remember what the feeling was as you walked into your high school for the first day of your freshman year? Imagine the feeling as you walk into the school for the last day of your senior year. While in high school, did you have an abundance amount of problems you faced? Or did you have a specific group of friends you were constantly among? High school is full of unforgettable memories. As I step across the stage and receive my diploma in May, I will experience and approach a substantial amount of even more memories. My high school memories were prodigious, indelible, and extraordinary. Your intentions are to learn in school, but you learn more through experiences and life, than through books. My cherishable memories throughout high school became a significant part of my life today. High school was like a jungle; the seniors were the vicious, callous predators, as the freshmen were the petrified, feeble prey. I remember walking into George Wythe High School for the first time ever, roughly four years ago. I was ecstatic to start my high school journey; not knowing of the difficulties and complications that I would face. The teachers were stricter, the older kids …show more content…
Freshman year was the year to impress and set goals to accomplish for the remainder of high school. Whether it dealt with sports, extracurricular activities, and even class work, these goals were gradually perfected. My class had already accomplished a minority amount of aspirations after Sophomore and Junior year. For instance, we were the only Sophomore class to ever beat the Senior class during homecoming week. We were also the group of athletes that every team wanted to defeat. Not only accomplishing goals physically, we accomplished the goals mentally. The tests seemed to be getting leisurelier, signifying our intelligence. Then all of a sudden, it was our Senior year, our last
Making the transition from middle school to high school is a huge stepping stone in a teenager’s life. High school represents both the ending of a childhood and the beginning of adulthood. It’s a rite of passage and often many teens have the wrong impression when beginning this passage. Most began high school with learning the last thing on their mind. They come in looking for a story like adventure and have a false sense of reality created through fabricated movie plots acted out by fictional characters. In all actuality high school is nothing like you see in movies, television shows, or what you read about in magazines.
Walter Kirn successfully unearths some of the worst aspects of senior year. However, these reasonings are not sound enough to condone the discontinuation of it. Any issues found are the fault of the student or the school administration, not the grade level itself. Senior year is worth holding on to for both the persistence of learning and for solidifying relationships. Kirn mentions with pleasure his choice to leave high school early. Nonetheless the four year high school experience should not be demoralized by those who wish to value it for the irreplaceable opportunity it is.
‘’High school is the best years of your life,’’ is a shibboleth commonly used by adults, but how true is this expression? As high school is a time in which one obtains freedom and independency, without having many responsibilities, some adults consider those years to have been the best of their lives. However, plenty of adolescents repudiate this, as they endure a lot of pressure during their high school period. In this essay, I will argue that, although adults often regard high school as the best time of their lives, it is a social institution that can be very threatening to adolescents, as issues such as peer pressure and parental expectations, which become evident in the teen movie High School Musical, generate a lot of tensions that can
It was the tremendous amount of arguments amongst my parents over our tight financial debt, which taught me how to manage, respect, and organize money responsibly during my junior year. It was the numerous divorce arguments I heard from my bedroom walls, which taught me that love is not only demonstrated through words, but through actions. It was the death of my favorite cousin, my best friend, Suleiman, which caused me, to be thankful and joyous for every day I have on this Earth. I never knew the happenings in one year could impact my future. It was the social pain of junior year that taught me to be my true self and embrace my suppressed self.
‘We plunged toward the future without a clue’, The the words of Scott Hudson, a Freshman who is just being introduced to high school. Starting high school for anyone is always hard. When it comes to knowing where to go and who to avoid, you have to be careful, meaning staying away from seniors, juniors, and probably sophomores. Scott is constantly writing tips for his younger sibling to help him survive his days as a Freshman. Scott is constantly changing in this book because of his knowledge of high school in different aspects which compare greatly to others.
8th grade, 8th grade from the opening day to the signing of the yearbooks. This is the year of memories, goodbyes, and regrets. 8th grade and I’m still realizing that there are people in the world that would die to go to a school like this. A school where every body knows everyone’s name, respects everyone, and where violence and fighting are about as common as the Yankees missing the playoffs. When I’m done with my homework and go to bed, as the days of 8th grade wind down, summer will come and go, and I will find myself in one of those giant, scary places called high school.
I didn’t know what to expect of high school as I sauntered in the doors as an incoming high school freshman. In my first couple of weeks of school, I learned that it was basically like middle school, just a little stricter with different teachers and a different locker. I asked myself “how bad could it be?” Turns out,
Over the past four years, we have grown from insecure, immature freshmen to successful, focused and confident young adults. This incredible transformation has been the result of our entire high school experience. Everything from that first homecoming game, to late night cramming, to the last dance at prom. These experiences have pulled us together as a class and we have learned to love and respect our fellow classmates.
Throughout this four year journey that we call high school we are constantly coming across obstacles and setbacks. Whether it be a challenging class or having to encounter new and uncomfortable situations, our hardships and how we handle them are helping to shape our future selves.
My first stop when I go to the grocery store is the produce section. Besides the normal lettuce, peppers, celery; weekly purchases, I usually look for fruit that is in season. So being mid summer with the heat/humidly being the norm, I journeyed towards the watermelon display crate. There I found an elderly lady bent over the crate side attempting to reach a melon. I hurried over to help her to get one, but saw that she was knotting on each watermelon she could reach. The lady proceeded to stop after each knot and listen as getting some inter response from each melon regarding its ripeness. I join in with my own tapping and tried to act like I knew exactly the right sound pitch I was looking for. The lady noticing my attempt, told me it’s better if you use a spoon, which she forgot to bring, but when you tap each one it’s easier to hear each melon’s pitch sound. Just then I envision her doing this as a crowd gathers around the melon crate to watch her “spoon melons”. She informs me they should sound like a bongo drum to be a good one. Holding one of the heavy melons close to my ear, I listen as hoping to hear some drumming echoing response, like when you shout in a canyon and the reply echoing its ghostly retort. We
As underclassmen you come into high school either thinking that the next four years of your schooling will be really easy or really stressful. To tell the truth it can be both, weather you come into high school with a positive or negative attitude. High school is the last place you can get away with some mistakes and try again. The next four years will test your skills and responsibilities. You can learn a lot about yourself in high school, from how you use your time in school to your after school activities you do. What you do from a freshman to a senior will determine what you want and can do for future careers. High school will challenge you in many ways from organization skills to time management skills.
In my lifetime many memories are contiuing to be made with family,friends,and teammates. Memories that are going to stay with me for a life time. When looking back to my memories there are many memories that I wish that I don’t remember. Also their are many that I wish that I can go back in time and relive the moment. Form the handful of memories that I have made in high school so far there is one that I can’t get out of my head. All from taking a PE game too seriously.
You know, it is really strange how quickly time passes, after spending my whole childhood wishing I was an adult, now here we are and it's a little hard to grasp. It feels like just yesterday I was standing here in the same position at eighth grade graduation. Ahh, middle school, such a joyous time for all of us, free of maturity and not a care in the world. The biggest decisions I ever had to make then was deciding which group to stand with at passing time and choosing which shirt from my extensive collection of Stussy and No Feat apparel to wear. We were all naive to the danger that lurked just around the corner. We were unaware that the carefree world we lived in was about to come crashing to the ground in a blazing inferno of real school work and responsibility ... otherwise known as high school.
As freshman, we came home from school with the mentality that we were no longer children, but rather had entered into a new stage of life. Everything seemed different and new; we weren’t the big kids on campus anymore. We no longer were the persons being looked up to, but rather were the persons looking up to an entire school of older students. We remember joining our firsts clubs, going to dances, and having Orientation days.
Having spent twelve years of my school life in just one small red brick building, the years tend to fade into each other. But the year I remember most clearly and significantly is my senior year of high school, where I finally began to appreciate what this institution offered to any student who stopped to look. Before, school had been a chore, many times I simply did not feel motivated toward a subject enough to do the homework well, and seeing the same familiar faces around ever since I was 5 years old grew very tiring soon enough. But I began to see things from a different angle once I became a senior.