Graduation Walking down the hallway of high school and feeling like an odd person was a horrible feeling that I ever had. New country, new people, new school and not a single person that I knew. It was like a nightmare. I still remember my first day of high school, my first day in American school. I felt like everyone was staring at me and it had not even been a single week that I was already thinking to quit. It was like two road diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by and that has made all the difference. As said by someone, “There is no elevator to success, we have to take the stairs.” At some point in life we tend to give up if we do not get the results we expect. High school was the time when I felt like quitting. Graduating high school made a really big …show more content…
We have to work hard for it and put in some hard work. Starting my senior year, I was working two jobs. My first job is at a gas station as a cashier and I work on weekends. I love working at this gas station because from inside it is like the Rainforest with a real tree and artificial monkeys and leafs. My second job is at a dental office as an assistant. I get to do creative things like taking x-rays on patients, sterilizing instruments and making models of patient’s teeth. In addition, I wanted to work at a dental office to experience that medical line and when I got the call for interview it sure was the best day. My dad once told me that education is one thing that no one can steal from us no matter what. Decision to take the hard way and not quitting high school was the best decision I made. I now can go to college and continue my education to get a better degree. Besides that I can get a better, high paying job in dental field to support myself and other people in future. University of Oklahoma has a great dental school and I am hoping to apply to that school. It is a really good university in
When I (Tony Johnson) was younger, I found myself going in the wrong direction. My parents constantly warn me to get all the education that I could especially my high school diploma. I started hanging out and making some bad decision. For this reason, I drop out of high school in 1983, not long after I was being arrested for Robbery. The thing that bothered me the most was letting my parents down. I always knew that they (parents) raised me to have integrity. I will never forget the day I received my sentence (jail) because of the disappointment in their eyes. I knew then that I did not like seeing my parents hurting because of my doing. When I was released in 1984, I wanted to do the right thing by showing my parents that all their hard work raising me will
Regretfully, when I entered high school I did not realize how hard I had to work to get what I wanted. I went to my classes, did my work, but never really pushed myself to my full abilities. I thought that as long as I graduated with decent grades I would be able to get into college and really focus then. But as high school quickly came to an end I realized that I was not as well prepared for college, as I would have liked.
I felt as though I was watching a train barrelling towards me, an inevitable bullet that had come tumbling out of the opposing pitcher’s arm. But instead I stood immobilized, watching my team's only chance of winning whiz by me. Strike three. I heard my team from behind me shouting “SWING!” with my mind screaming the same. But my bat remained unmoving, the pop of the catcher's glove like the nail into the coffin that was our defeat. All I had to do to keep our hopes of winning hope alive was swing, and yet I couldn't. I stayed on the field afterwards, tossing the ball up in the air and swinging away, landing it on the thick maple barrel of the bat.
Starting high school is tough for some people. Moving to a new city is also tough for some people. Or me I had to deal with both. I can remember my very first day of high school, I was so nervous. I didn’t make any friends over the summer so I didn’t talk to anyone. I was pushed out of my comfort zone to talk to people and make new friends. A few months into school I received my first interim. It wasn't the greatest but , I blamed it on my transition to high school and promised that
In our society today having a job is one of the utmost priority, one way to secure a job is going to a college and actually learn about your career and prepare for it. It is actually proven that college helps you secure a job “In Jan. 2017, the unemployment rate for college graduates aged 25 and over
Book I: Introduction Walking out of the front door, Nicole felt free. No worries, no stress, nothing. Just a feeling of relief and satisfaction. After a long and torturing four years, Nicole had finally graduated from high school.
Ask my siblings what irritated them most about growing up with me, and they would all say that I asked too many questions. Even in preschool my mind was a machine that constantly cranked out questions. My mom’s favorite phrase became “Google it.” As I found answers, the machine became more sophisticated and required even more information. I was excited to go to kindergarten and learn for many hours a day. School, however, bored me instead of challenging me. I “learned” what I already knew, as well as what I knew was false. For example, my first grade teacher insisted that large numbers could not be subtracted from smaller numbers, even though I told her about negative numbers. After first grade, my mom decided to homeschool my sister and me.
Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character.
My first day as a “high-schooler” was also my first day not going to a Jenks Public School. Transferring schools during possibly one of the most important transitions of my life? Nerve-wracking. But my new school, Holland Hall, quickly became my new home. I was blown away by my unbelievably engaged classmates and supportive teachers. The friends I made there were open minded and creative, and I am proud to say that they have rubbed off on me. Holland Hall taught me how to be engaged both in class and out as well as how to actively seek out the help of my teachers.
Being able to achieve success in high school has driven me to move on and continue making good decisions to better myself. Another reason i have moved on to make better decisions to better myself is my family. Family is the most important thing in my life and making them proud is my number one priority. “Girlish and reserved, the 47-year-old Namba was 40 minutes away from becoming the oldest woman to climb Everest and the second Japanese woman to reach the highest point on each continent…” (Krakauer 222). Namba reaching her goal motivated her to keep pushing. This relates to high school because if you see a positive outcome, it also motivates you to keep going.
But instead, I took my parents advice and stayed in school because I knew it was the right decision. Now I am close to graduating and I have
I can’t begin to describe the way I felt that year, the heart wrenching, gut tying pain I went through. People say transitioning into high school is hard, but not for all, it just depends on who you are. No one told me how potentially hard it actually would be, I found out for myself and it was the worst discovery I have ever come across. I joined the high school gymnastics team and I loved it, there was so much to enjoy and the people were great, the upperclassman set the bar so high.
The next morning, I wake up excited. I jump out of bed, and into the bathroom, where I fill up the tub without any spills. I bathe and brush my teeth before entering the kitchen.
My name is Eva Rojos; I just turned 17 years old and I decided to drop out of high school. I am defined by my struggles I face, my home life, and by the clothes I wear. My parents moved to America from Mexico shortly after they were married for more job opportunities and have been struggling ever since. I have never experienced a real childhood due to my broken family and the financial burden my parents have left me with. I may be a high school dropout, but I am fighting and persevering to become not just a stereotype, but someone who can succeed past the doubt and the hardships. (Question 1)
Considering I didn’t speak a word of English I was very scared about starting high school. I was scared about fitting in with the other kids, I was scared about not being able to understand