Favorite High School Memory
My Favorite high school memory’s was with volleyball team one especially was when we were going to states. This was the year we had all our best veteran volleyball players we had the coach's son himself Evan Feltz, who I saw as a different breed when it came to volleyball, to me no one could jump as high as he could or hit as hard as he did. Then there was the man that delivered the greatest passes I have ever seen the Lebron games of volleyball his name was Jack this guy was born to play the game physically he was even structured for volleyball he had hands as well, we can almost say he was perfect setter. We also had a great middle like mashup part time football player and volleyball player for like three or four
I was on the AMS Battle of The Books team, which won the county competition and continued to Regionals. Since sixth grade, I have been included in the Honor Society and have maintained a high honor roll for three years. Currently, I am the vice president of FBLA (Future Business Leaders of America). Athletic wise, I was on the volleyball team in both seventh and eighth grade. Education is not all about fun and games, there is hard work and strong commitment involved.
Ask yourself, how was your 8th grade year… Was it good, bad, fun, or stressful? Well most of my 8th grade year was bad but the ending actually turned out good. The start of my year was exciting, but that was just the beginning. As time went on and the work started to come in, that's when things turned south for me. I started stressing about everything I had to do, I was getting to overwhelmed. I would catch myself slipping constantly and it was worrying me because I didn't want to get held back a year. I slowly started to lose all interest in all of my work.
With my participation on the team, I saw that the sport not only taught how the sport was played, but life lessons as well. Every tournament we went to, my coach always told us, “Whether you win or lose, show your opponent respect and gratitude.” Because my high school was known for
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
Throughout my four years in high school I have been fortunate enough to fulfill many of my aspirations and my thirst for knowledge. One goal that I would like to achieve is to become an international attorney. I have aligned my involvement in specific academic and extra-curricular activities to aid me preparing for the long road between my present situation and the day I pass the bar exam. Through my high school activities I have learned three virtues that I have deemed necessary to achieve my goal, passion, self-discipline, and perseverance.
Ever wonder what happens if everything changes in a blink of an eye? On June 3rd, 2016, I graduated secondary school. That night in my middle school gymnasium, the administrators had organized a celebratory party in the graduate’s honors. I remembered dancing the night away with the people I held so dear to my heart for nine years. The strobe lights shining and music blaring while we were staring at each other with content. We parted ways at the end of that cheerful night. We were sad to say goodbye, yet we didn’t know that some us were saying goodbye to each other for ever to go lead different lives apart from each other. At the time, I knew that moment will always be a highlight of my life but later I came to know that it was also a catalyst for change. Although freshman year and half of sophomore year brung hardships that have come and go, the experiences have changed me for the better throughout the year and a half.
My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my dreams. I don’t think I could have been any further from the actual truth. Things don’t always turn out how they are planned and my high school dreams definitely did not live up to my high expectations.
Freshman year is when I truly experienced the feeling of actually winning a game for once. Moving to a new school was a slap in the face for me, the girls were so serious about the playing the game and winning that I didn’t know what to do. I’ve never won before! Now, I definitely wasn’t the best on the team by any means, but I improved so much over the two years I spent in Wisconsin. If I learned anything from freshman year, it’s that you work for what you desire in life. You can’t just stand by and hope for
Throughout my entire life I have made a collection of many fond memories. Of those fond memories one in particular sticks out, my senior year during baseball season. I have played baseball since I was six years old and my senior season was by far the best of them. Memories were not only made on the field but also off of it, making us not only teammates but brothers. The memories I made with that team will forever be implanted into my mind and something that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.
Try to imagine being homeschooled near your entire life before high school, then moving from Los Angeles to Miami and starting as a freshman at one of the country’s largest high schools. With 4,500 students, 93% minority enrollment, as well as English being a second language what challenges do you think you would face? How would you approach something like this? Would you be a little scared? I wasn’t, I am a Military brat and I was eager to dive in head first on Expert Mode.
High school is meant to be the time of your life, but for most seniors just like me it can be some of the most emotional and crazy time. The things in my past make me who I am today, and the things I do now are the first footsteps into the future. I’ve learned a lot about myself in these past four years, and I still have so much learning to do. This is my high school story; the good, bad, and the ugly.
In my time at Haddonfield Memorial High School I have choose to take some of the hardest classes and pack the most into each year. With six to seven classes and very few study halls or electives, my days are filled with academically challenging class after class. I always come home in the spring after picking schedules with the excitement that I have picked the hardest classes and have one of the most rigorous schedules. For some this may seem daunting, and at times it can be, but I also love learning, and because I have taken every class I can and pushed my self there are so many interesting things I would have never learned if I haven't done that.
When someone thinks back on their high school memories, they might think of the big football jocks or the preppy cheerleaders that probably shouldn’t even be cheering, but for me, I’ll being thinking of the best times of my life. It all started when I was just starting 7th grade. I was visiting my mother for Christmas break. As we watched the short parade slowly make its way down main street , I saw my first marching band. As cliche as it sounds, hearing the energy and feeling the enjoyment radiate from those musicians made me realize what I wanted to do.
It was definitely, overall, my best season yet. I played second base and I made diving catches. I threw myself around and dove and slid. But my most treasured memory was in the Eau Claire tournament, we were winning by a lot, and I was up to bat. I remember timing the pitcher the out….counting...
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.