The rest of the morning passed in about the same fashion. My Trigonometry teacher, Mr. Varner, who I would have hated anyway just because of the subject he taught, was the only one who made me stand in front of the class and introduce myself. I stammered, blushed, and tripped over my own boots on the way to my seat. After two classes, I started to recognize several of the faces in each class. There was always someone braver than the others who would introduce themselves and ask me questions about how I was liking Forks.
She turned on the tv in the classroom and slowly changed the channel to channel five news. All of us clueless students didn’t exactly know what was happening but we all knew it wasn’t good. I was slowly realizing that terrorist had attacked our country. I was just a little kid, confused with a puzzled look on my face. I hesitantly put my head down on my desk and paused for a long period of time, while the other kids didn’t really care.
She was no longer in the jungle surrounded by trees, plants, and animals, but by the harsh reality of social rules that exist today in high schools. She learns what is accepted in high school and what isn’t. She befriends social outcasts Janis and Damien and learns about the various cliques. Cady quickly realizes the bureaucracy of the school, how everyone was conformed in different groups, how every girl praised the “Queen Bee”, Regina George, how The Plastics is the “A-crowd” with most power and authority. She notices how the cafeteria was split amongst the Preps, Asian, Nerds, Cool Asians, Girls-who-eat-their-feelings, The Plastics, Jocks, etc.
Retrieved April 03, 2011, from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Johj5WEYzZo Bandwagon Appeal: Wallace argues that “These hordes of Asian people that UCLA accepts to our school every single year…but if you’re going to come to UCLA use American manners” assuming that the majority of non-Asian students will agree with her. Hasty generalization: Categorizes all Asian students as noisy in the library, constantly interrupting the “epiphanies” that non-Asian students are attempting to realize. Argues that “All the Asian people that live in all the apartments around me” and then launches into negative descriptions of behavior.
Mise 1 An Epidemic of Single Household and Blended Families As she prepares for yet another math exam within a 2 week period, she can’t help but to think about the problem facing her at home instead of math. The thought of failing the exam is the least bit of her worries because she’s constantly thinking about how she feels like a stranger in her new home. Since her transfer from California to New York, her life for her and her 10 year old brother has been like a rollercoaster. Their lives have changed drastically in the last four months with trying to adjust to a new state, home and school. She has to cope with her feelings of abandonment, frustration and state of despair.
Why I would like to be a Link Crew Leader It has been a year since the first day I had stepped into this school, however, I clearly remember how I felt and acted as if it was yesterday. It was the first day of school and I was going to be in a new school as a freshmen; I was very nervous and was trembling with fear. As I was walking through the unknown hallways my mind was filled with millions of questions. Such as where my class rooms were, who were my teachers, and where was I. It took me a long time to figure out where I was supposed to be and how to get there.
Coronado 1 Robert Coronado Instructor: Treiber English 101 October 19, 2012 College and High School It’s Monday morning and you get ready for school, you eat breakfast and you realize that your paper in due today! One might freak out and try to do it within minutes or hours to spare. This happened while attending college where I had to turn in a 6 page report and I managed to finish the paper by pulling off an “all nighter” and falling asleep on a bench in the library. Not only did I get a very low C, but I also managed to completely ruin my sleeping pattern. If I were in high school I probably would have asked the teacher for an extension and done a better job.
0Njoroge 1 Victor Njoroge English 1301.C06 Dr. Kirby September 14, 2011 Literacy Narrative After reading and understanding Mr. Rodriguez’ story, it made me think back to my Spelling Bee competition back in the eighth grade. I was new to the competition, which made me nervous and somewhat intimidated by the other kids. I arrived at school, where the competition was being held and quickly reviewed some of the words for the competition. As time went by both judges and students arrived one at a time, with students having high hopes of winning. We all walked inside the auditorium and glancing at the wall, I saw quite possibly the worst painting I’ve ever seen, it looked like a robot with fairly diminutive hands and lengthy fingers.
"Well it's the story or homework over the holidays" he said, turning to the board just in time to hide the smirk slowly climbing to his cheeks. He began to furiously scribble page numbers and questions from the books that lay open on his desk. Behind him a cascade of objections hailed upon him. The many voices, strong and loud in the large old room, fell on deaf ears. He turned to face the class and with it came an onslaught of noise.” NO!!"
Life of a student is a very stressful one, as you drag yourself to school around 7:40 you desperately try to find friends that have completed a large sum of the mound of homework we were given the day before. Everyone lines themselves in the hallways trying to urgently scribble down answers. It comes to a point when you don’t even care if they are right or wrong as long as there is something there. The bell becomes your enemy, it is the sound of, “your screwed, ” blaring through your ears. Everybody