I believed that high school would be a great difference from middle school. I remember that most of my classmates were scared of the adventure we had before us. I, on the other hand, was excited. Ever since the sixth grade, I have longed to walk those halls. I was tired of the strict rules and limited amount of freedom. High school was an experience I was ready for. The first rule of advice I would give to the incoming freshman is to NEVER walk slow. If you ever wonder why there is a traffic jam in the hallway, it’s probably because someone is walking slow. If you’re not careful, you may be shoved or pushed around for not watching your pace. It also makes the traffic go smoothly if you walk on the right side if the hall too. Walking
When I was in MacCracken middle school, I always wondered what it would be like when I went to Spartanburg high. I kind of wished someone would have told me what high school would be like. Now that I have been here for a year and a half, it is not that hard. I have managed to learn not only a lot in class but also a lot about Spartanburg High School and its people. Friendships and reasonability are areas that I think students in the eighth- grade student should know before they arrive.
There isn’t much I remember from elementary school, I never thought anything I did before jr high really mattered. However there is one thing I won’t be able to forget about. Not because it was particularly significant to me, but because it was significant to my father who always brings it up. I’m sure if he hadn’t reminded me of it so frequently I would’ve forgot about it a long time ago. You see, in fifth grade I had a really scrawny nerdy friend who’d get picked on quite often for being like so, and one day he told his dad who also worked with my father and told him that I would stand up for him when he was getting bullied.
Just shortly after 2:30pm on a Thursday, Heather and I pulled into the parking lot at the new Middle School and caught up with the rest of our English Comp class. I am dumbfounded by how this new Middle School has turned out. I was thirsting for knowledge about the new building yet the only thing I really wanted to know was the comparison between the new and old school’s way of learning and schedules. The building itself reminded me of college campuses that I have visited where the architecture is very geometric and intricate. The building itself looks as though it has been untouched and unused even though school has been in session for about a month and a half now.
High school is one of the greatest pivotal times in a human's life. It is where young adults are able to form their own opinions on the world, find activities they are passionate about, and learn to create fruitful relationships with their peers and teachers. However, I did not initially view high school as a period of time for growth and development. Instead, I saw it simply as another task to complete before I entered the real world. I did not take advantage of all the opportunities around me and I began to find school to be institutionalized or meaningless.
I felt as if I should have stayed in middle school. I did not feel that I fit in with the rest of my peers not physically or mentally, aside from maturing I needed to work on getting fully comfortable with myself before I would be able to expose myself to others. You are so much more to me than just my mom, you are my best friend. Mom you are the
All of the work, all of the clubs and activities, and all of the freedom made our heads spin. As the days flew past, our class quickly learned to adjust and therefore thrive in our new environment, and the high school became our new
High school is one thing that a vast majority of people have experienced. Several of those who are acquainted with the high school experience are well aware of how terrible it can be; it is "the mouth of a great demon biting and chewing and smushing people in the face" (Jesse Andrews) leaving us in ruins after we graduate. It is a place to put awkward teenagers that adults do not want to deal with. It is a place where individuality and dissent are encouraged, but also crushed. High school is simply irrelevant and overwhelming and it must be reevaluated.
After one quarter of high school, I have learned so much about myself. I have learned to accord with the upperclassmen because they have been through high school longer. They have been through anything and everything. I’m learning to cope with new things like all my new different teachers and rules. The upperclassmen tried to allure us with an elevator pass to get into trouble.
High school is a place where students go to acquire an education and prepare for college. The general idea of what those years are like stays the same, but as each generation changes so do the experiences they go through. It is easy to look to the past from the present and see what has changed from then and now. Change is inevitable and not an exception for the future; the high school experience in a few decades will different than what it is now. Those changes are already beginning to take place currently.
Every once in awhile I look back on the first day I met Ryan. It was the day I entered Middle School. At the end of that first school day, I emptied my locker and realized I was carrying an armload of textbooks. This was the usual procedure for the start of any school year. Anyway, I started the walk home and noticed Ryan carrying even more books than I was.
In the duration of my middle school years, I maintained excellent grades, except I had just one issue that held me back from a satisfying life. That issue was the fact that friends came very hard to me in my middle school years. Before my struggles at my middle school, Trafton, I had a very productive social life in the Elementary school I attended, Roberts Elementary. Here, it was very easy to make friends and have a great social life, since no hard work was required as a kid. Middle school, however, was a great challenge for me.
Middle school was a tough time for me, but it was not always that way in the beginning. During seventh grade, I knew all of my classmates. While I was starting a new chapter in my life, it felt great to have all these friends. I never knew during that time that I would end up regretting that. Something changed one day in the middle of seventh grade and somehow I became the school's outcast.
High school has impacted my life in so many ways. High School taught me so many things, from personal relationships to creating a relationship with my education. As a freshman, I made a huge amount of mistakes and I regret doing foolish things, but I’ve realized, I was only maturing into the young adult I am today. Freshman year, I was out of focus and I was only trying to find myself. I would also prioritize other things and ignore my parent’s advice, where they would tell me to focus in school and give it my full attention.
Eighth Grade... Finally! Just thinking about going into high school makes me feel nervous and anxious especially because I am going to a school where I know no one yet. My Favorite thing about middle school was the fun adventures we had on F.A.P. and the clubs that my school had. Probably the most memorable funniest and embarrassing memory I had was when I was in 7th grade and my class was doing our King Arthur's Calamity play and during the dungeon scene, I had forgotten my line
Starting high school everyone says they are ready to graduate, and everyone who graduated says they miss it more than anything. That was my mentality up until this year, Senior year. I realized that when I graduate there goes 90% of the people I talk to on a day to day basis, and I know I will miss that. High school taught me more lessons than I think everything up to high school ever taught me. When I look back I know I will miss this miserable place, because I loved every second of it.