Personal Narrative: My Experiences Throughout High School

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

Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting for me. This was my senior year and tonight was an especially big game. The game that night would decide if we made playoffs and if I could step on the court as a Hawk again.

The most significant challenge I have faced in my whole three years going on to four years of high school would be these last couple years in making a difference in my education. Trying to juggle being a brother, role model,honor student, and a athlete can be quite difficult. At times I feel pressured on being the older brother, so it becomes a challenge in always trying to be the best role model that I can be. However, I remember a time my grades consequently dropped slightly and my father attended with me for a parent conference, unfortunately he wasn't in the best of moods but he set me straight at the beginning of middle school so i wouldn't be who i am today if it wasn't for my father putting me straight.

Throughout my four years of high school i have experienced many challenges that either set my down or brought me up. As a young adult, i feel like there is so much more to learn ahead of me, other than, learning how to solve a math problem or the history behind many of our countries treasuries. For example, in the article “Into Thin Air”, Krakauer explains, someone who sees the summit would be dead set on getting there and be “very difficult to turn ..around…”(226). Similarly, i have struggled with many things, such as, beating sleep to be able to finish assignments on time and sacrifice my time with my friends and family because i would be in such hurry to finish something that would change my grade drastically the next day, but see my

My high school education has prepared me for my next steps after graduation. There has been people that have help me get prepared for the next step and some of the education has helped me for the next step. School has prepared me because I known the basic skills needed out in the real world. Like math has help me get prepared for the money troubles and English has helped my right a resume to get a better job.

Most kids dread the thought of going back to school, but that is because of all of the time, stress, and homework, but they don’t realize how much of an impact school will have on their lives. Many kids don’t take school seriously, and may even drop out. The four years of high school are some of the most important years of everyone’s life.

Whilst walking down the hallway, I recalled the substitute teacher from Ms. Johnson’s Homeroom. Staring at the board I proceeded to enter the classroom, get my folder, and complete the Do Now. Glancing towards the clock I noticed that it was 12:15 and the entire class was getting ready for lunch. As we were walking out of the door the intercom suddenly goes off Beep! This is an intruder drill. I immediately seized the red bag from the closet, handed it to the substitute.

During my planning period, 2nd pd., I went to make copies and I found keys left on the counter by the copy machine. I looked at the keys and noticed that there were many school keys attached to the lanyard, so I began to knock on classroom doors to asks if anyone lost keys. When I got to Mrs. Henderson’s class she told me they were not hers and when I walked over to knock on Mr. Wiberg’s door I tapped the door slightly (most know he does like for his class to be interrupted) and Mrs. Henderson stated that they would not be his keys because he always keeps his keys in his pocket. So, I moved on down the hall. When I got to the B-61, Ms. Patterson, Ms. McCain, Mr. C. Purcell, Mr. Purcell, and Mr. Pearson all looked at the keys and noticed the whistle and keys to many of the buildings. The

High school in its self is an experience. There are many activities and opportunities to take part in. I have been provided the opportunity to have experience many of these during the course of my high school career. The one that stands out to me as most satisfying was when the girls volleyball team went to state. However, I am not a member of the volleyball team; I am a part of the band.

Throughout my high school experience I have developed an interest in how government functions operate and observing it occur in the real world. In 10th grade, I enrolled in AP United States History where I not only learned the roots of democracy, but also how the United States government adapted to issues which arose such as the great depression. My teacher, Mr. Estela, connected many current events to prior similar situations in the history of the U.S.A. and most recently during the 2016 election season I began making those connections on my own.

Due to my rashness I potentially destroyed the only legacy I would ever have at my high school. It began and ended Freshmen year. The first month of school, I was eager to get involved on campus. I was intrigued to try out something entirely unfamiliar. I still remember the excitement I had as I looked over the list of activities and sports, it was pure adrenaline. I finally fell on the decision to join the swim team. After a quick shopping spree for a skin tight black speedo and goggles at Big 5 and one uncomfortable physical examination, I was ready to get into the water. First week of practice was simple and tranquil, I was being taught the proper technique of swimming and was ultimately building up my endurance. However simplicity and tranquility

A life lesson that I have learned over the course of my high school years, is you need to choose wisely which crowd of people to hang around. I’ve learned that not everyone is your friend, even if they tell you they are. There are people out there who will claim to be your friend, and will stab you in the back when you least expect it.

My time in High School was made difficult from the constant strife and conflict between my parents. This made my home an unstable environment not fitted for learning or growing as an individual. As I got older and closer to graduating High-School, I began to find my own voice with the help of my mentor Rahn Fleming, which occurred at the end of my junior year. As a result, I came in control of my life and the constant feuding started to die down. No longer did I have to worry about the next scheduled court date, or the next time I would come home wondering what may await. I felt like I was always walking on broken glass for the longest of time throughout my life, until I began to voice myself and what I wanted. My parents came to realize this

When it comes to math, how much I retain comes from how long I tend to stay focused in class. During my freshman and sophomore years of high school, I was on the same roster as many of my friends, which caused me to goof around and lose focus in class which in turn made my grade less than what I desired. During my junior year, however, I was not around many people that I often hung with which later proved to be the best thing for me because that year I maintained a high A in the class and learned the material with relative ease. My math teacher for those three years, which I must admit that at first she wasn’t a very good teacher, but over the course of my next two years she taught me a lot and I thank her for that. One bad experience I

There have been many moments in my high school career that have made me think to myself, "Wow, I really am less of a child now than I am an adult." Be it my admission into National Honors Society, or my participation in a classical vocal recital at Wheaton College where I was awarded $100 and third place out of twelve of my peers, I couldn't help but think that I was slowly easing myself into adulthood. But the one event in my life that has truly been a milestone of my passage from childhood to adulthood really didn't even happen until the beginning of my third year in high school. This event was when I was accepted into the student secondary education internship program at my school.