My years in public school were really rough for me. My 3 years in public high school were probably the worst, and also played the biggest part on my decision to switch over to online schooling. I want to inform all of the events that happened throughout my life to bring me to my last portion of my senior year, not actually attending traditional high school.
First I want to give some background information on my early-formed hatred for school and the public education system. The first grade school I attended was a private school called Altamont Lutheran Interparish School or ALIS. I never really fit in with any of my classmates, and I was bullied a lot while I went to school there. I also started experiencing symptoms of depression and anxiety, during my third and fourth grade years, that I still have issues with to this day. Also, during this time my grandfather, who I was very close to, passed away, and my parents got a divorce shortly after. I decided that I wanted to switch to
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He lived in the town over called St. Elmo. I started going to school there my fifth grade year, and everything started to get better. He and my mom got married shortly after. They weren’t married for much longer than a year and a half; Paul was a huge alcoholic. After we lived there, we moved into an apartment in St. Elmo so my brother and I could finish out our school. My eighth grade year we decided that we wanted to move to Florida, and this is when my depression hit an all time high. I had become very suicidal and didn’t really know how to handle my emotions. I had friends at my new school and I was developing a life there, but my brother was failing out of his senior year and my mom could tell that I wasn’t okay. We moved back to my original home town, Altamont. I went to school at the public grade school and my brother went back to the high school. This was the beginning of the
Up till middle school, it seemed like I fit in pretty well at school. I was decent at sports and I had a good amount of friends. Life was pretty good at the time and I was enjoying it. Once high school started, I could see a shift in my life. I had lost most friends from prior years, and I was not good at sports; I struggled to fit in.
It was the fall of 2010 and little did I know that my world was about to change drastically. We had moved back to Kenosha, Wisconsin in 2008 after living in Mexico, and I was starting to enjoy my life in the dairy state. My 6th Grade classes had just started at Bullen Middle School. It was right at this time when my world seemingly got flipped upside down. My parents had a family meeting and informed my siblings and me that we were moving to a small Iowa town called Orange City. I had feelings of nervousness, excitement, and sadness all mixed together.
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.
I was told that this, my junior year, would be the easiest year of my high school career. And no, they were absolutely wrong. It was not just school and grades that I was concern about either. I had other things to worry about, things like, driving, clubs, friends and family. I however had no idea that it would be this difficult. Throughout this school year I have learned many things; like the value of sleep, whose really your friend, and that although very important, grades are not everything.
My first year was a little bit better compared to elementary years, I was still in the program. The only time I would talk to "normal" students was in my P.E. class. At first I was scared to tell the older kids that I was in DSPS when they called for my classes. Once they found out I was scared they were going to bully me but to my surprise they didn't care and some of them were in it few years back. I would hang out with them because they didn't treat me different compared to the kids in my grade. Almost by the end of 6th grade, they made me take a test and I passed. I was placed into normal classes! Starting 7th grade was when I had normal classes, I was still in the DSPS program. I would go there only on test days or when I needed help. I actually was smart at school. It surprised me that I was getting straight A's. It came to 8th grade promotion, I didn't expect it but during the ceremony I was awarded with the male with the highest GPA of my whole class. Later when I went to Coalinga high school I made a lot of friends, I would still go to the DSPS program. Freshmen and Sophomore year I had at least one period for DSPS services. I would go when I needed help or a test had to be taken. High school was very easy for me. I didn't know why my friends would drop out and not graduate. When I graduated from high school, I was still in the
But changes came near the end of fifth grade and beginning of my middle school life. My mother and father thought about moving and bought a house in mission hills. My sister was surprisingly alright with but was sad that we wouldn't be able to see our friends for a while or as often. I felt the same but was again excited about possibly making new friends with the neighbors.
Life in the middle school and high school was not easy for me. I had become an introvert, I still didn’t know how to be social, and I had very few friends. I was teased for being very quiet, and some people insinuated that I’m scared of fellow people. On the other hand life at home was difficult. My mother had become so bitter and pleased her was next to impossible. She became very harsh with my brother and me, and we were always scolded for even the smallest mistakes. Once in a while, my father would come for us and take us to the city he lived. I would look out of the windows as we drove out of town and would imagine how life in another city would feel like. I looked at the skies, and all I saw were promises of a better future. All my life I had lived in San
When I was entering into High School, I tried to join as many clubs as I can, since I wanted not only to be superior in grades, but also extracurricular activities. So as usual, I joined Key Club. At first volunteering at the events was fun, but as I went to more events, it felt as if it was a chore. I did not feel any passion; it was rather tiresome.
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.
Yet again, I was starting another school where I didn’t know anyone.I had to do it all over again, with the same thoughts going through my head, wondering what it was going to be like, always wondering if I was going to fit and make friends easily knowing how big it was. I decided that these next two years at this school were going to be focused on college and my school work, I wasn’t going to be in any clubs or sports. I thought to myself that joining a sport at a small school was very different and I didn’t want to know what it was like at a big school. I managed starting this school just like I managed starting high school. Good thing I am very outgoing so I enjoy meeting new people! I remember my first day of school there like it was yesterday. Walking in and seeing thousands of faces that I have never seen before. It was huge, 1500 in each grade. It was so big that they had two different campuses; one for the freshman and sophomores and another for the juniors and seniors. It was really hard making friends but I was lucky enough to be able to go to the Lake County Tech Campus associated with the College of Lake County and I made a lot of friends there in my nursing class. It was a very racial school, there wasn’t a majority of one race whereas Central was majority whites. I enjoyed all of my teachers that I ever had at Warren and I felt that I really learned a lot compared to feeling like I was ever
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.
I was really shy in my classes and In lunch i'll usually sit with the people that came with me from Macarthur. Then when I join cross country, everything change because I meet new people and I made new friends. I overcome this by opening myself more to this school. I join cross country, soccer, and track & field and when I was doing those sports I had made my new family. This didn’t really affect my academic achievement because It mostly motivated me more to do better in school because as a freshmen I was trying to get in at Segerstrom High School and to get in I always said to myself to do better than the rest.
My parents sensed my troubles and we moved. Adjusting to a new high school took time. It was not easy making new friends and I continued to be lost. These incidents weighed heavily on my mind. My anguished heart refused to see beyond my own woes. A recent disturbing incident changed my purview of life.
and that 's when I moved to another school. Moving was more like a new beginning for me
It was the second semester of fourth grade year. My parents had recently bought a new house in a nice quite neighborhood. I was ecstatic I always wanted to move to a new house. I was tired of my old home since I had already explored every corner, nook, and cranny. The moment I realized I would have to leave my old friends behind was one of the most devastating moments of my life. I didn’t want to switch schools and make new friends. Yet at the same time was an interesting new experience.