High School Experiences

CPL Allen achieved the XVIII Airborne Corps Noncommissioned Officer Basic Leader Course graduation requirements with an overall 94.60% grade. CPL Allen passed the Army Physical Fitness Test with a score of 295. He received a superior in written communication. Displaying his understanding of Army Correspondence and the importance of effectively communicating professionally. CPL Allen's professionalism, high character and dedication throughout the course was great. As a result of that he received a superior rating in leadership. He invested time into others by staying after for study hall or giving subject matter expert feedback to his classmates. CPL Allen will be a tremendous contributor to the Noncommissioned Officer Corps. Made a significant

In 1917 the United States declared war on Germany for various reasons. One of them was the fact that Germany did not allow the United States to freely roam the sea. The Germans set up U-boats all over the sea and destroyed any boat that was trying to get to England. One of the U-boats ended up blowing up the Lusitania ship, killing eleven hundred and ninety-eight individuals. The United States warned Germany multiple times to stop doing what they were doing but they did not listen. Germany thought that they could win the war if they got Mexico on their side. Arthur Zimmerman sent a telegram to Mexico saying that Germany would help them recover their lost land like Texas, New Mexico, and Arizona if they would join them. Little did Germany know England intercepted the telegram and uncoded it so America and England were two steps ahead of Germany.

Examining the reversal of attitudes during and after World War One explains the great acquiescence of World War One. Many people wonder why nations, politicians, and ordinary men and women were willing to make the huge sacrifices that the Great War required? In addition, many further wonder why the same war was so thoroughly rejected in its aftermath? Historians propose that nationalism was the driving force behind what urged nations, politicians, and other men and women to make this huge sacrifice. However, as the war dragged on, the heroism of the war faded and the actuality of what was happening on the battlefield caused a “rejection” of the war in its aftermath.

Students who are becoming freshmen often ask “what’s it like to be in high school?” High school is not what you think. Freshmen don’t get pushed in lockers, there's not that one popular girl who shoves other students books out of their hands, and the cafeteria is not the most embarrassing place to be. High school is not an amicable. If you really think high school is a amicable place where students smile at each other, think again. Here is some advice from my high school experience.

1. Provide a short description of your high school experience. How have you grown/evolved from 9th grade to this point? List some of the highlights of your high school career.

High school students debate whether they are going to college or not.College is where you get a higher education and degree.A college degree is usually still cherished in today’s society, especially those who are able to recieve one. I interviewed two people about their after high school experiences and what they did after they get their high school diploma. The two people I interviewed were my cousin Joshua Tanner, and my pastor from church, Miles Kilcrease. Here was their responses.

On that hot day, the high school students were laughing and they lay stretched-out—near the walls. Some of them were aggressively touching one another.

It all started in Junior High. Before then I was just a normal everyday kid attending eighth grade. Hyper and careless. I had no worries and I lacked motivation in school, even during classes I would not listen to the teacher. But It all changed during my ninth grade year in school. In my course of the school year I started to become more aware of myself and other people around me. Peoples opinions and what they thought of me started to matter a lot. This caused me to become self conscious and shy around new people. It was hard for me to start conversations with new people, and because of that I did not make many new friends. I later realised that I had social anxiety and it would not get better anytime soon. Because following that year my family decided to move somewhere new. I was transferred to a new school with new teachers,new faces, and a new environment. I would be entering the scary unknown all by myself. My first day in the new High School was extremely scary. I did not know anyone or how to find all my new classes. The school’s hallways were cramped of the students talking loudly and slowly shuffling their way to class. My body was shoved up against other people's sides while I was looking around frantically trying to find the correct room number.The hallways were white and narrow as the flow of the students pushed me down the hallways. In my first class I had to introduce myself to the class as the new kid. Introducing myself nervously to the in the front of the

On a chilly, fall day, I ran out of my high school so that I could reach my car quickly and avoid the after-school traffic, as it was essential that I hurry so that I could arrive at work on time. Being that this day was only my fourth day, I desperately wanted to be on time. Before me stood a tall building, a nursing home, Epworth Manor. Since working there, I had built close relationships with the residents, and as an activities aide, my job was to brighten their days. This job was so important to me, for I felt as though I was honestly making a difference in the lives of the elderly, despite the significant age difference between us.

I was dodging students like I was a car and they were the deer that had just been caught in headlights. Running fast, as if my name had all of the sudden been changed to none other than Usain Bolt. Breathing so heavily you would’ve thought I was being chased after by a crowd of angry, smelly, ginormous teenage bullies, but oh wait, I was.

When I spot palm trees appearing as I’m coming down south from the north, that’s when I know I’m in the Rio Grande Valley. The sight of the palm trees reassuring me that I’m close to home. Weslaco, Texas is a town close to the border that separates the United States and Mexico. The region where people fill the air with the Spanish language. The schools that I’ve attended from the Weslaco Independent School District has provided me great lessons academically and in the real world. Throughout my elementary, middle, and high school years, I've learned the importance of becoming successful.

Whats that? Don't you just love that sound? Ahhh the sound of school calling at 6:30 in the morning. And what school do you ask? High school of course! Now when you think of high school, what do you think of? The excitement, anticipation, or joy? I for one was one of those people who was ready to be a high school freshman. Like most, I craved that high school experience. As a child, I believed that high school musical was real and that my high school experience would be amazing, but truth be told it wasn’t as joyous as I’d thought. I can’t necessarily say that these years were my worst years, but they weren’t my best either. Truth be told the four years I’ve spent in high school were some of my most enlightening. I’ve learned so much about who Raesha was and who she wanted to be. Honestly, without the trials and tribulations of these four years, I doubt I would be here, at the illustrious Clark Atlanta University.

Anyone that believes high school is the best four years of your life is grossly misinformed. That would mean the highlight of our lives consists of puberty, standardized testing, and awkward conversations. It’s a constant battle for respect from peers that believe themselves better than others. Regardless of our role in the hierarchical atmosphere, a large portion of high school students get sucked into the whirlwind of spirit and pride. I know I did. How could we not? We spend our friday nights freezing at sporting events to support our friends, our family, and our high school: the only identifying piece of information fellow Missouri residents will ask us about for decades. I’ve been out of high school for less than two years, but the most commonly asked questions among new friends and coworkers still remains: where did you go to high school? Personally, I attended Parkway South. I never planned to go back to high school but a service learning opportunity presented itself and I took an unexpected path.

Like every Saturday morning in the spring, I found myself cramped up in the backseat of a car at an ungodly hour. With swim season ending today with the All-Star meet however, this would be the last time this year that I would have to worry about this specific discomfort, then I could focus on other 5-year-old things like my upcoming birthday. Until then, I’d have to ‘deal with it,’ something nobody my age ever wants to hear. Luckily for me, I fell asleep within a few minutes and didn’t have to endure the rest of the trip to Beaumont High School.

On the last day of a two-week summer class, I walked down hallways that were still unfamiliar to me, in a school I didn’t know. The previous year, in ninth grade, I went to a quiet online school, and I planned on going there again. Attending this school, PLHS, was always an option, but I kept thinking it would be to much to handle. Except now, after spending some time in a real classroom, I thought about how I actually wanted to experience more aspects of high school than a computer screen. My supportive family told me I could transfer schools if I really wanted, and even though I knew it would probably be overwhelming, a few months later, I was enrolled in PLHS.