Personal Narrative: My Last Year At The Burley High School

My eyes repeatedly peered to the stands which had a crowd of at least four hundred students eagerly waiting as we were warming up. Observing the crowd I noticed the left side of the field was full of students in orange Parkview High School shirts while to my right students were in purple Brookwood High School shirts. It was the Lacrosse Region Championships between Parkview, the school I played for, and, Brookwood High School. Both of our schools were ranked top ten for biggest rivalries, we knew it would be a fight to win the most significant game for us.

Through my years at Lowell High School, I have learned not to give up so easily and that everything is going to get better. Lowell is a very competitive school filled with smart children who want to become successful. When I first got accepted into the school, I was very happy and very surprised because everyone that got accepted from my middle school were valedictorians except for me. My first two years at Lowell were stressful. It seemed as if there is never enough time to finish homework or projects. I didn’t get the grades I wanted so my parents urged me to transfer schools and for a while I thought about transferring and how much it would make my life easier but I wanted to stay. My parents never pressured me into getting good grades but

I started high school at the age of fourteen. (Like most teenagers do right)? I had two choices for schools. One was to go to my home school called Dorkview High School. Or the other school called Panthers United Secondary School.

When I lived in North Carolina in 2012, I lived in a small school within a tight nit community. From day one I felt as though I didn’t belong, and the ones who made me feel most out of place were my teachers. My teachers told me to leave and go back to Maryland because if i stay I would fail. I couldn’t believe teachers would say that I was so shocked. My teachers rarely attempted to help me with my work as if I was unteachable because I didn’t learn as fast as everyone else.

For two years I begrudgingly walked into Fuller Middle School, sometimes staying home because I had a ‘headache,’ my home, as well as other places I was always resentful, pissed off, quick tempered, and just downright rude. I was a typical middle schooler going through family changes. I wore band tees and ripped skinny jeans to every event my mother would let me--including to school, I constantly violated dress coded until I found my way around authority and the policy, listened to heavy metal, colored my eyeliner on until I looked like a panda, and generally tried to make myself appear unapproachable. That’s when my mom began dating the man who I would eventually call my first lifeline.

During my time at Sprague high school, I gained a lot of experience in the field of athletic training. Working in the high school setting gave me the opportunity to get more hands on practice, which is very important for an athletic training student. One thing I did notice is in the treatment center at Linfield, I found myself have to compete with all the other students to get cases, but in the high school setting it has been just one person working. Throughout my experience at Sprague I noticed great improvement within myself in regards to building confidence and knowing what kind of athletic trainer I want to be. I still have a lot to learn, but I feel my high school internship has set me in the right direction. I gained a lot of valuable contacts within the profession and got to learn from two of the best athletic trainers Kimo and Amy!

Throughout my time at Western Guilford High School, I have spent a large amount of time working hard to achieve the best grades that I possibly could, and I believe my hard work in school has paid off from being accepting into the North Carolina State University College of Engineering. However I was taught at a young age that grades alone do not tell much about my character, so I began regularly volunteering and improving my leadership skills. For the past three summers, I have dedicated atleast three weeks of each summer to building my character at the summer camps of Peeler and Leonard Recreation Centers, as part of the city of Greensboro's Counselor in Training Program. My responsibilities were to lead certain camp activities, to ensure

Vividly, I can remember walking through the high school doors for the first time as a freshman with shaky legs and a nervous heartbeat. The school was a jungle of wide, shiny hallways filled with lumbering seniors who I thought were going to knock my books down on Freshman Friday. However, time has passed, and now I find myself to be the tall and “scary” senior. As I ponder about the last four years I have spent at Little Falls Community High School, I can not help but realize how much I have changed for the better. As I have matured, I have gleaned that beauty does not come through makeup and clothing brands, but rather through processing a good heart. Also, I have changed my career and college plans after high school, and I know that I will

Everyone has to face a hard decision in their lifetime. Some are just a yes or no decision some are life changing decisions. One of my hardest decision in life was to either go to Westlake High School or Saint Ignatius.

As much as my freshman year self didn’t want to admit it, I knew going into my first year at Lowell High School that my life, and myself, were going to be different when I left four years later. Throughout my high school career I watched myself change, becoming more confident in myself and curious about the world around me. However, I was unable to pinpoint why that change was happening. I still had the same friends, did the same sports, and had the same hobbies as I had all throughout high school. After some deep reflection, I realized that during my junior year, there wasn’t a day that I didn't wake up more mature. The change happened slowly throughout that year, the big catalyst being my foreign exchange student from Spain, Paula Sebastia-Puig. Looking back on those 10 months with Paula, I realized she helped broaden my perspective on the world around me and grow as a person.

Before I attended Hudson’s Bay High School I was part homeschooled, this meant I only went to school 3 times a week. However, I’m thankful I switched to being a full-time student at Bay because it introduced me to “the real world”. The public-school life was a unique experience for me since it introduced new friends and opportunities that were not available at my old homeschool. I was able to join four different sports, attend Cascadia Technical Academy, engage in student leadership programs like NHS and SALT, and finish my high school credits with Running Start. Participation in these activities has better prepared me for my future of shaping me to become an engaged and experienced adult, and with the aid of this scholarship I can complete

In 2014 I began attending Chase High School. I would always joke about how I would be the one to get lost and hide in a locker until three o’clock but when the first day rolled around I wasn’t nervous because I knew most of the seniors and I was on the volleyball team. I loved my freshmen schedule, I had classes with all of my friends, I liked most of my teachers and best of all I had first lunch. Volleyball season was starting off decent, we hadn’t won any games but we were having fun and I was a starter. After about three games into the season the JV team was practicing one day in the AUX gym and that is when my volleyball season took a turn for the worst. We were practicing our hitting lines and it was my turn to hit, the setter set me up but they pushed the ball too far back and

I have always been in love with the game of softball. I love all the competition and the thought of working at it brings joy to my heart. I could always go to the field to get my mind off things and just focus. But in May of 2015 my life changed and I had a whole new mind set on everything.

In my 4 years at Lemoore High School, I received a A-B average and have been told I am a “conscientious student” by my teachers. The class I had the most difficult was Spanish 1 my freshman year and ended with a D-. Other than that I believe I was an average student. My sophomore year I mostly had B’s, which was satisfying for me although I knew I could do better. My junior year I really tried my best to get the grades I wanted and ended it with only one C- first semester; Integrated Math 3, but ended the year with a B-. This year I made a decision to not enter math and it happened to be a huge difference in my transcript. I studied my hardest and received a total of a 4.0 GPA my first semester of my senior year and hope to have

A picture is worth a thousand words; however, I cannot submit a photo in my personal statement. If I could, It would be an image of me, adorned with American flag patterned leggings, a full sized flag, and intricate face paint, standing in front of my school’s sign which proudly reads “Atholton High School” in kelly green lettering. The face paint, which is my favorite aspect of the photo, covers all of my fair complexion with vivid red and white stripes on the right and a deep blue speckled with tiny, white stars on the left. A scintillating smile covers my face, despite the disappointment I felt for not being able to fit exactly 50 stars on upper quarter of my face. This moment was captured three years after I was introduced to what I believe