For The past four years I have attended Montevallo high school. Throughout my time I have been involved in many clubs and organizations, and they have all impacted me differently. In everything I was involved with in high school I always tried to make sure it was relevant to my future, but looking back now I realized I may have made a few mistakes, but for the most part I feel I did rather well staying on track. In my time in high school, I was on both the volleyball team and track team. I played
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Throughout the course of my high school career, I have lived at work. Shortly after spending countless hours on the soccer field my freshman year, I realized I didn’t have the desire to play sports anymore. To my disadvantage, in order to receive the Academic Honors diploma, I needed at least two athletic credits and only playing for one year, provided one meager credit. As my senior year approached, I knew I needed that last credential. I told myself that I could opt out and take an easy yoga
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girl in high school that has headphones in her ears and sits in the back of the classroom because she doesn’t want to be called on. The girl that’s too scared to talk to anyone, so she doesn’t except to her few friends. That pours her feelings into her music because that’s the only way she can speak her thoughts. That girl is me, Skylar Romero, an average sized, light skinned mexican girl with long black hair. I never wanted to be the center of attention and wasn't “the popular girl” in school, which
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Setting: This memoir took place in a series of football fields of the opposing team, and occasionally at Harrison High School. Danny remembers his home field with the traditional two goal posts, and the marked white lines. They were marked every 10 yards, and unmistakable end zones. The scent of the locker room filled the air, and there was benches that we sat at. The bleachers are what held the fans, and kept our spirit up through bad times. Plot: A typical fifth grade boy had made the mistake
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going to be any more of those dreadful Mondays that put an end to our weekends, or skipping school to go to the mall, or skipping class to go to the gym. This was the last year for the Class of 2015 at Crispus Attucks High School. Before we knew it, all we’d have left of high school would be our diplomas and our many memories. That’s why it was so important to make the most of our last week at our historic school on the North-West side of Indianapolis. Everyone has a senior week
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has been football. I played football all through middle and high school. I started playing it as just another sport. I was always a very active kid, and played as many different sports as I could. Originally I loved the fast pace of the game, and that it afforded me a chance to hit other kids without penalty. Over the years, however, football came to mean more to me than a free-for-all arena. Especially by the time I entered high school, football was a community: the most important community in my
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my side through the highs and the lows of life. This ring represents our growth and our commitment to the future. As children, we grew up in the same neighborhood in Childersburg, AL. We also were educated in the Talladega County School System. We were always “secretly “friends even though very few knew. When around friends and family, she always tells a story about how I was very mean to here, despite our “secret friendship”, but that is when my selective memory kicks into high gear until the topic
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I have been a member of three Varsity Sports teams at Anacortes High School for the last four years. I played on the Varsity Volleyball team as a freshman, the Varsity Basketball team as a sophomore and the Varsity Track team since my freshmen year. I will graduate AHS with eleven varsity letters. I was the captain of the Varsity Volleyball and Basketball teams my senior year. My junior year, I was a starter on both the volleyball and basketball teams that went to state. I helped lead both of my
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For the town of Messina, going to a football game every Friday night was like going to church every Sunday morning. Neely says when he revisits the school trophy case, “It was more of a shrine to Eddie Rake, an alter where his followers could worship” (Grisham 102). Just about every player on the team was automatically handed a passing grade in their classes along with a pass to just about anything else they wanted, as long as they brought home a state championship. The start of this adulation for
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As a senior at Comeaux High School, I've come across quite a bit of thing's that are very negligent, though a few not so much. I haven't touched much to get into trouble, but ended up enjoying a few. Like the first time I got high with a buddy, then tried writing while I was high and finally how much I enjoy writing this way. This is leading me down paths I've never seen before. I'm going to Jack's house an old friend of mine who is a stoner, he has a few friends I can't recognize but they are all
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