...Rafe was faced with a number of choices throughout the story, “Middle School the Worst Years of My Life.” He is told by his friend Leo, “You are never going to be one of those people, but this is something you can do”, when talking about breaking the rules in the HVMS code of conduct. This convinces Rafe to try to break every rule in the book. One decision he makes is to run around the school naked on Halloween and break the dress code. He got out of the house with a normal shirt and jeans. Then he put on the ninja costume that he had hid in his backpack and started running around the school like a maniac. However, Rafe accidently ran into Mrs. Strickter and she told him to, “ Take that mask off immediately.” He then took it off and ran...
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...In a study done in 2007-2010, more than 8% of Norwegian 7th graders said they had been bullied the past month. I was part of these 8%. Even though bullying in my opinion is one of the worst things that can happen to a person, I have later on been able to make the best out of it; I now think more about how I treat others, and how I wish appear to others. The 5th grade through the 7th grade were the hardest three years of my life. After I quit the soccer team, what I then called friends didn’t want to hang out with me anymore. Eventually, not wanting to hang out with me developed into not wanting to talk to me anymore, which then turned into not wanting to be associated with me, which subsequently grew into making fun of me. Someone called me fat, ugly, or gay almost every day, something that really hurt my feelings, which was exactly what their intention was. In the 7th grade, this emotional bullying became physical as well; all of the sudden, the popular guys had come up with this competition in which they wanted to see how long I could hold them back when they attacked me. When this started happening, I knew I needed to move away from the environment I was in for Middle School....
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...Middle school and the first two years of high school was extremely hard for me. Being constantly tired and having headaches every day was the worst. While kids in middle school went out to recess and played around I would just want to take a nap and be alone. I knew something was wrong but doctors thought I was fine and that I was making everything up that I was just being a teenager. Doctors put me on CPAP for my tiredness because they thought I had sleep apnea. But, I knew that wouldn't help I even told my parents that I thought this diagnosis was wrong. While on CPAP I became even more tired when I wore it and I was falling asleep in classes. It wasn't till high school that they found out I had three different. One contributed to my sleepiness....
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...terms, “gay”. I tried to keep it away from everyone. Although it was very hard to try and hide it from everyone, it was better than being ridiculed and made a fool in front of everyone. As my middle school years passed, I tried my hardest to fit in with the rest of my class. This was the most pivotal point in my life because the constant developments my body and my behaviors were going through made me question a lot about myself, but I always knew that I was interested in the same sex. So my seventh grade year I decided to embrace my sexuality and be the person I was meant to be....
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...Life challenges My life appears no different to others, but what they don’t know is what makes it your own life, but what makes it my own are the events in my life. Growing up I always had the challenges more different than other kids, how would you feel when you feel like you the sole purpose of why your parents got a divorced. It started when I was six, I remember like it was yesterday, it was an early day like every other day my mom had her lighter by her bedside I just always wondered what it did so I took and I took to my room and caught my bed on fire, now at the same time I didn’t really know what was happening at the moment all that I knew that when I came back 5 minutes later my entire room was up in flames and I was running to my mom telling her my bed is on fire and the next thing is were all running out the door and the police and firefighters are there. In my head I felt like I had done nothing wrong but with the cops and firefighters asking me all the questions I had certainly felt like I had crossed a certain line with my behavior, I still treated it like an everyday thing I didn’t really think much of what I just did. So after about 6 months go by and our house was being redone I noticed that my parents had started to grow apart from each other and my father was not coming back to the apartment every night. I felt at the same time like it was my entire fault; if I had just not set my bed/ house on fire then we wouldn’t be in this problem. Though through...
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...students would spent their K-12 years in the same town or city they were born in, however that was not my case. I was educated in two countries through out my twelve years of school. Both countries had a completely different system of teaching as one would suspect. I was able to able to have good and bad experiences in both countries. However it was the experience I've gather while living in the United States that has helped me be where I am today. It all began with me facing the toughest challenge in my education, 6th grade. I had recently moved to the United States near the end of 5th grade. I had spent my whole life, up to that point, living and being educated in Mexico. I did not know English nor did I know how different the school system really was. I was required to take ESOL classes, which was a class that would help me learn and speak English. However, 5th grade ended quickly and soon came 6th grade. That was when reality struck me. I had learned how far behind I truly was in both the English language and school subjects. Learning the language was tough, but learning multiple subjects on a language that I barely knew was tougher. I clearly remember how my teachers from 6th grade would ask me to answer questions and I would always say I didn’t know because I had no idea what she was talking about. I started to fall behind in all of my classes, which caused major concern between my parents.This led them to set up an appointment with my counselor in which they came up...
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...People tend to look at summer as the best time of the year. Never could I have imagined that the worst event of my life would happen at a time that is supposed to be filled with joy. Nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to experience. Before I get into that however, I’d like to take you back my freshman year of high school. Walking into Civics class I experienced a lot of anxiety. Sure, I knew a few people but not enough to truly feel comfortable in the environment. I placed my belongings down next Mateo, a friend I made in the previous semester. Two people named Joe and Justin came over and joined us. Mateo knew them from middle school, but given the fact I didn’t attend middle school with them, I wasn’t nearly as comfortable. My uneasiness was immediately lifted, they were really funny and easy to get along with. Joe was popular, he played basketball and had a very kind heart, Justin was cynical and sarcastic but our personalities immediately clicked. Every day I looked forward to going to Civics. I was almost sad when school came to an end, until I received a call from Justin....
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...immigrant was tough for me especially after living in my home country for fifteen years where I grew up surrounded by my family and friends. I will never forget the day when I left my country. It is the worst day of my life. I immigrated to the United States when I was fifteen with my mother and my brother. In the process I lost my friends and my family. And I experienced at first a sense of loss, seclusion and isolation. The change of language kept me isolated for a while. In Egypt, I was the ping pong champion of my city, Alexandria. And I also was one of the best soccer players in my school. But the change in the language kept me from doing many things. I was lost in my first year in the USA. I did not participate in any sport or club which made me secluded. Moreover I found the children to be cruel in this new country compared to the ones in Egypt. Many students accused me of having a bomb and they used to call me “Mark Bin Laden” because they knew that I’m from the middle east and I speak Arabic.This added to the list of reasons why I didn’t have many friends....
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...rethink and say this isn't the same person you were years ago. Allowing them to see the growth and changes that you've gone through just to get where you are now A girl battles with a disorder that affects the way she learns, ADD. Everyone claims that they have it but truly do not understand the meaning of having this disorder. 2006 was when I was told ADD has afflicted my life . I'm different from the other kids it's harder for me. I don't get things as the other children did. Having being young when they told...
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...From middle school to high school a lot of people experience immense changes in themselves. For me transitioning into high school was one of the biggest changes I have ever experienced. At first, this change was scary but once I realized the positive impact it would have on me personally, I was more open to the ideas. This change gave me many new skills and experiences that I could never have experienced in middle school. My move from middle school to high school has changed my personality, interests, and standards for academics. P1: Being placed in a new unfamiliar environment has made me more social and has improved my attitude towards life. My middle school years were the worst years of my life. This had to do with the fact that I switched...
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...daddy’s girl since October 11, 1994. The day I was born. My parent had been together three years before I was born. Unfortunately, they were never married. After they had my little sister four years later, the separated and haven’t been back together since. Before my dad met my mom he had four other children. Therefore, I have 3 older sisters and one big brother. Even though we have different mothers, we were all raised together. The word “half-sister” and “half-brother” doesn’t exist in our vocabulary. When my mom and dad separated, she moved us into a two bedroom apartment. I had my own room and my little sister slept in the bed with her. We didn’t have much, but we were happy. My mom was working two jobs. She practically lived at work. My little sister and I were right there by her side most of the time. So basically, we lived at work. All the work my mom was doing must have been paying off because I remember a living room full of gifts, every Christmas! Good things don’t last forever though. After living with just my mom and little sister for four years, she met Allen. Allen was an unemployed weed head that was living with his friends. He and my mom went on one date and she was “in love”. She asked me how I felt about him because “my happiness meant the most to her”. I told her that I didn’t like him and I felt a bad vibe from him. I always had a good judge of character. Unfortunately, she didn’t listen to me. My dad found out what type of person he was and told her if...
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...My Experience Being Stereotyped Immigrating to a new country was a life-changing experience, with one of my most difficult battles to date coming in my attempts to overcome the language barrier. Coming to America with little to no experience with speaking English was very challenging. Especially when Middle Easterners are frowned upon constantly because of terrorism. Being a Middle Easterner is always a battle within daily life and school. I developed into American culture, but my beginning was difficult. When I first came to America, I never learned about American culture and history. In Lebanon, they mainly taught us about Lebanese history, so I had no knowledge about American customs. As I first started my first year in middle school, it was very tough because I didn’t know how to speak English and couldn’t talk to other kids in my class. People didn’t feel comfortable to be around me because of my race. I was forced to keep my feelings inside and deal...
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...Period 3 Growing up was hard for me. I lived with my mother, grandma, and aunt. School was also hard for me. I struggled in school, starting in middle school. My life was so difficult. I went through a lot in school and in my social life. Growing up I did not have a male figure. I only had my mother. She was a single woman working 3 jobs and taking care of me. Making sure I had everything I needed. I was so good at home and in school. But I started to fall off track because we started to move a lot and I kept changing schools. I had to help my mom and grandma in the house when they went to work. Years later a man came into my life, it was my dad. I didn't really want him around. He puts his wife before his kids " in my eyes". Knowing that I had to move to Florida to live with him was the worst. That's when I really started to do bad in school. I started to sit in class and do nothing just because he said if i do bad in school he was going to let me go back to my mother. But it never happened. I started to do my work and pass all my classes because it wasn't so bad living in Florida. Then i had to change schools again. I went from being at Palm Beach Gardens Community High School from 10-11 grade to moving to Forest Hill High School for my senior year. At first i started to slack off because I didn't want to be here because I did not want to graduate with people I did not know. but the kids and the staff are nice and they welcome new people without any...
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...yourself inside and out” Maleeka Madison, an eleven year old, in the seventh grade was having problems with students making fun of her. Not being appealing enough to her peers with very dark skin and homemade clothes was the start of her troubles. Very smart, however, being made fun of distracted her from her work. Other’s words helped develop her insecurities and low self-esteem which made her not see anything good about herself. Often feeling alone when with people, she was isolated to herself. The detachment of her favorite person in the world, her father, was the worst of all her problems. The person who was always there, always ready to talk, and always checking up on her: Gone! Do you know who Maleeka reminds me of? She reminds me of myself. Getting called ugly by my peers, although not because of my facial features, but because of my attire and the fact my hair was never done was the start of me being a target by other students in the poor, urban middle school I went to; only having one floor and two long hallways. Always wearing two matted puffy pony tails classified me as ugly. Now don’t get me wrong I didn’t always get defensive nor did I get upset, some of things said were funny. Bullying at times could be exaggerated, although there were serious bulling situations. Nevertheless, not always a person is trying to hurt you by telling you what you look like or how they feel about you. However, in Main Street Middle school it was normal. Everyone talked about everyone for...
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...Kevens Louis Instructor : Dr. Jonathan Harvey Descriptive narration Haiti January 12, 2010 On 12 January 2010, one of the worst natural disasters in history struck Haiti. A catastrophic earthquake, with 7.3 magnitude. At first, I thought there were many explosions. At 16:53, I was there when the earth shook with all his might. Corpses were everywhere and dust covered my face. I did not even see where to go, I did not know whether to go left or right, nor to go south or north. Everything was covered with dust. I was with my friend Fladjy when with the earthquake occurred. Earlier before the earthquake we actually were supposed to meet with our other friends at our school to study and Fladjy has insisted that to cancel the meeting with...
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