He told me that I could not succeed. He told me I was “doomed to fail.” I was introduced to the beauty and wonder of Japan when I was four years old. It started with Pokémon, but it blossomed into a full-blown passion. I was enamored with the culture and history of Japan, along with the styles and themes portrayed in anime and manga. My life revolved around learning more and more about Japan. In the seventh grade, I discovered Roseburg High School had a Japanese Club: I was instantly ready to go to high school. The club was better than I could have ever imagined. I was able to mingle with new friends while learning about my favorite place in the world: life felt perfect. By my sophomore year, I was elected to be the vice president of Japanese Club, which presented me with the opportunity to pursue my passion and encourage others just like me to learn about Japan.
But, in my junior year, I began to feel ashamed of my passion. I was serving my first term as a state officer for SkillsUSA, a student leadership organization. While at one of the state officer meetings, my coach saw my prized Hello Kitty phone case and told me, “If I see it again I will throw it away myself.” When I attempted to explain the cultural background of Hello Kitty’s brand, he became
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I arrived home and gazed upon all my anime t-shirts and felt disgusted with myself. If my coach saw me wearing these clothes, he would scoff. My angst only worsened because if he felt that way, what did everyone else think? There were always people on the Internet voicing their opinions on how anime was awful and Satanist: was this what others thought when they noticed my Attack on Titan shirt? All the negative comments I had heard in person and seen online about Japan were playing in my head on a constant loop. The thought of having my reputation smeared because of my lifelong passion was inexplicably excruciating. I could not stand
I, AUGUSTINE KIM, was born in El Paso, Texas, but moved to Arizona when I was seven years old. I live with my mom, dad, and older sister. I made many friends within the Asian-American community throughout my life in Arizona, and made more in my schools. When I attended Santan Elementary and Junior High School, I exceeded all of my classes and was respected by all of my peers. However, I slowly became socially awkward and later began to isolate myself from the society after they ridiculed me for my bizarre behavior and intellectual advantages over the other students both average and below average.
Chapter 21: Progressivism from the Grass Roots to the White House Questions Notes What were the intentions of La Follette? Was Roosevelt a successful president? Why was Roosevelt a successful president? • As representative, La Follette brought down railroad rates, raised railroad charges, enhanced instruction, lectured preservation, set up processing plant regulation and laborers ' remuneration, organized the main direct essential in the nation, and initiated the principal state pay charge.
Freshman year came along and I wanted to attend Sullivan High School. I wanted to come back to my hometown, I was just missing the people I started it all out with in the beginning. My dad and I had all of the paperwork finished already to go for me to attend Sullivan High School in August, but my mom refused and wouldn’t budge to let me go. She didn’t want me going to Sullivan, she wanted me to stay with all of my new friends I had made at Owensville. She thought my best bet would be to stay and proceed to go to OHS.
I attended Henry E. Lackey High School in Indian Head MD which is in Charles County MD I attended Lackey High School my ninth and both my tenth grade years around the beginning of 2016. My last month in Lackey High School was in February, before I left Cousin Jerry and the PPW from my high school told me about Job Corps. I couldn’t stay at Lackey because of the drama going on and my cousin knew Job Corps could provide me with a high school diploma and provide direction for my life. At Lackey High School I was constantly in trouble arguing, being defiant about the rules, and not attending class.
I entered Bishop Connolly High School in fear. I thought I would be drowned by homework, and I thought that I would find difficulty in finding friends. Those notions were not true. But aside from my fears for high school, I had an aspiration to become to closer to God. My family is religious, and I intend to carry the tradition to going to Church every Sunday and every Holy Day of Obligation, but there is more beyond going to Church.
When it comes to sports my family has many ties to Middletown High School South. In the Going as far back as the 1980’s when my Dad attended the same high school. He was a standout wrestler for the team and was given multiple scholarships to wrestle in college. My family name is everywhere within the trophy rooms and walls of Middletown South. I am the youngest of three children with two older sisters coming through high school before me.
As I traveled through each grade of the Croton-Harmon High School, my personal and academic goals helped to me to really flourish. These goals may have varied from year to year because a freshman is a little different from a senior, but they basically had all the same concept: I wanted to strive in school to be the best all-around student I could be, constantly stay focused and immerse myself in the Croton community. By setting my expectations and goals very high, I could flourish academically and really work to my full potential. By following these goals in school I pushed myself very hard and tried to take classes that would challenge me as well as help me to flourish as a student.
At the end of 5th grader we went to a tour at Incline Middle School. We were elated that we will be going to this school! We will be the new 6th graders. I felt so excited. We finally got there.
With practice and patience, I actually started to enjoy drawing. I took an art class as my elective and I thought that this would be my future. I thought I finally found myself, but problems started to show. From family problems to losing friends. Losing friends took a deep toll on my life because I’ve never experienced this feeling before.
February sixth was the day of my last middle school game. We were playing our rivals , Ledford middle school. The first time we played them we only lost by two points. The first five starters for Ledford and our first five including myself were all standing at half court for tip off. The ref. threw the ball up and Gillian tipped it back to me.
I’m not an orator, nor am I a scholar. Though I do enjoy a good debate and engaging in intellectual conversations ; I feel like I am never “good-enough”. I always seem to find myself comparing myself to others. Whether it’s my grades or appearance. I never feel worthy.
Narrative: I moved to Kansas City, Kansas seven years ago. It all started when I was in 6th grade with these girls. I was a different race then them. They thought it would be cool to mess and try to get rid of the white girl. One day, they decided to try everything they possibly can to get me kicked out.
Living as an Asian American, race and culture tends to be stripped away and people start becoming “Americanized.” America is a “melting pot” when it comes to race and culture. This has many negative effects on people and our world. We tend to erase the race and completely Americanize people. Asian Americans are stuck struggling to try to live as normal citizens.
Pacing back and forth in my room, I anxiously waited for the new girl to arrive. My mom has always left me with minimal information---the name and the country of origin--about each guest in the past. After what seemed like eternity, my anxiety was finally met with curiosity. Ding dong! I pulled open the polished, maroon door.
The morning of my first day, I was terrified, but also profoundly excited. My mother had beamed about Miami High’s immense school spirit. She had been an alumni herself. I already had a club I wanted to join in mind, even before I saw the list: Honoria. She had been part of Honoria for all four years of her high school experience in the 1980’s and told me about it.