I am a Senior in High School at Midlothian, Virginia, a Suburb of Richmond. I lived the first seven years of my life in Arizona, where all of my grandparents and cousins live. When I was seven my dad got a new job and moved my family and I moved out here to Virginia where we did not know anyone. It was a hard transition for me at first moving between three different elementary schools in three years, but it all ended up working out great for me. After moving here and going to school for a year I was sent to a gifted school. It was the best possible thing that could have happened to me at that time. I had never had to work for my grades before, but when I started the new school in third grade I got my first bad grade and ever since then I have always tried my hardest on everything. That third grade teacher was a tough love type of teacher she was a stickler to the rules and always made sure that everyone was living up to their full potential.
Since we lived so far away from family and money was tight for some only a few of my aunts and uncles came with my cousins to visit us. Which lead it so we only got to see them when we travelled back in the summer. It was hard, but
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over time I got used to it. The transition from Middle School to High School was very hard for me.
My best friend moved into another School district and we eventually lost contact. My closest friends started to participate in activities that I did not like so before my Freshman year even started I knew that it would be hard since I would basically have to make all new friends. The other people that were in my Church that went to my school did not invite me to many things to do with them so it made me feel even more alone. I decided to play volleyball so that I could get to know some new people and it was a great choice. I met my new best friend and am still friends with her today. I realized that even though life may throw a curveball at you it can turn out to be one of the best things for you and you just cannot see it
yet. In the spring of the Freshmen year I decided that I wanted to get involved with something else so I decided to pick up Lacrosse. It was a hard task to learn a new sport, but it was by far worth it. I have met some other good friends on the team who offered much encouragement to me. As I have looked back on all of the different times I have thought that things were hard I realized how much God was looking out for me and helping me in making it so that I could accomplish more than what I thought.
Growing up, in a Mexican-American home, one of the first things that my siblings and I learned from home and social gatherings was that family is crucial. At family reunions, we would catch up with cousins that we did not get a chance to see in several months sometimes years. Most of my cousins are around my age, which made family reunions even better. Now, that most of us in the extended family have graduated high school, some began to go get a higher education, and
Being alone those first couple weeks of school in an unfamiliar place, was terrifying. Each and every moment walking through those halls or sitting in the chair with a room full of strangers we lonely. I managed to make one singular friend who has lead me to meet more people than i ever thought i would. These past few months we have had opposing work schedules, we would never talk outside of school which has started us to lead in different direction.
When going into high school the same friends you have in freshmen year aren’t the same in senior year. Strong Friendship is always hard to get, I knew who my real friends were after every year in high school ended. By the end of my senior year I had almost all the same friends except for three or four. But there was this one girl who stayed and she been my best friend since then we have had tough time and we have broken up but we always come back to each other. During the break ups I never treated anybody special like I did with her somehow I knew she was going to come back. The theme was always in my life and it showed me that not all my good friends are going to stay but when you have a best friend they’re always going to be
I remember, freshman year, I was scared, none of my middle school friends went to my new high school, and I didn’t know anyone. I was a shy girl and had been shoved out of my comfort zone. So as the weeks and months went on I made only "school friends", basically just acquaintances you meet and only talk to in school. Eventually soccer season came around, and of course my dad convinced me to continue playing as I definitely did not plan on putting myself out there like that. Not only did playing soccer on my high school's team introduce me to my best friend, but I've met some of the best people, made memories I'll never forget, and learned extraordinary lessons I couldn’t have learned any
During my years in high school, I have learned many valuable lessons. I’m proud of the person I am becoming. Life has not been easy, but thankfully I’m a strong hard worker. I started high school with a high GPA, and never intended for it to drop throughout my years. Within the last three years, I’ve moved around, participated in sports, and got a job.
I never imagined myself finishing high school through an online course. I always imagined walking across the stage of the school auditorium. Daydreams of wearing the traditional cap, gown, and tassel, and being handed my diploma by my high school supervising principal, Mr. Bryant, was how I had planned to say "goodbye" to South Jones High School. Yet, the harder I clung to those visions and hopes, the more impossible they became. The name calling, glares, whispers, and rumors were more than I could bear. Just when I was about to give up on graduating, my mother had a wonderful idea- homeschool.
Who could have thought moving schools could bring my mom and me so much closer. I had always understood my mom but I never realized how much she understood me. I had just graduated from elementary school and was ready to go to the big six team. Middle school was just around the corner. I had hoped that I was staying at the same school because it went up to the 8th grade but my mom had planned otherwise.
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 siblings were busy in college, one was abroad, and we couldn’t spend time together.
My dad has six other siblings and most of them are spread out across the Midwest. I got used to seeing only one third of my family at any of my holiday dinners at my grandparents’ house. Part of the reason was because of the drive and how long it took to get here, but the other part was that we had some tension in the family between a couple brothers. Though they both argued for stupid reasons, after my grandpa was diagnosed with stomach and throat cancer, they all started to make the drive home. I then began seeing cousins I hadn’t seen in five years and started to bond with them more.
They say this beautiful and flowery country is supposed to make you feel better, but I felt little comfort being there. I laid in the bed and listened, bewildered, to the constant pages being made on the hospital’s public address system. It’s not that I couldn’t hear them clearly because of my condition, but I simply didn’t understand the language. The signs in the hallway were all foreign to me, and the people did not look familiar. My fear began to grow, and I felt sicker and sicker as the minutes went by.
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.
Moving to a new town can be a scary experience. Switching to a new house and different school was one of the hardest tasks i’ve ever done in my life. When my parents first told me we were moving I took it very hard and didn’t know how to handle it. It was so much to take in after all the years living in my old town, Milaca. When my mom told me we were moving it was because my dad would be closer to work and so she could get a better job. It was about a month into Summer and it was going to be a very quick move. I had little time to say goodbye to all of my friends and everything that I grew up with.
“You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try to forget the mistakes, but you don't dwell on it. You don't let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space” (Johnny Cash). People, in order to prosper in life, need to accept that they failed and try harder the next time. When I was a third grader, family issues robbed my focus during school. I just didn’t feel like trying in the classroom. I thought learning was a waste of time. In May, my parents received a call from the school saying that I was going to have to repeat the year. When this happened, I was livid that the school would fail me back a grade. I blamed everyone but myself. Later in life, I realized failing third grade put me back on to the path of success. For me personally, failing third grade was unfortunate, but I can’t say that I didn’t benefit from it. This experience made me have to learn from my misstep and exert myself harder in order to succeed.
Being with all of my cousins was one of the best parts about going on this summer vacation every year. Besides family, so many other cool things occurred over the duration of the four-day weekend trip. First of all, my entire family stayed in one large cabin where there was a movie theater. I guess I once thought the movie theater was the best part of the whole trip. Along with spending time at our cabin, the entire family and myself would head over to the Wilderness waterparks. I remember the disappointment on being tall enough to go on the large water rides. It seemed the negative effects of the vacation always related and centered on me, but