Melinda was an outcast. She started school with everyone hating her. Her old friends ignored her and even the kids she barely talked to in middle school; now talk about her behind her back. Her best friend Rachel tells her she hates her. She lost all her friends and has no one to talk to and share her feelings to, besides Heather.
Fuad Manuel Asfura Giraldez English 8-3 October 17, 2008 Everyone Bullies Melinda Sordino Last year a boy from the Everest school was kicked out for bullying at school, and was not accepted in some other school. This is why bullying is bad. Melinda, the main character of the novel Speak does not bully, but she is being bullied, and it practically ruins her life. Since the first day of school Melinda has been bullied by her ex-friends and other particular people. Therefore Melinda is still being bullied throughout all the ninth grade.
My second experience was when a high school student bullied me. While I was at my locker the female student who was much taller and older than me walked up to me and told me to move out of her way. By being nervous and timid I did what the girl said and gathered my books and left my locker. When I got home I told my mom how horrible my day was and told her that I didn’t want to go back to school
The Other Side of the Rainbow Sophie Johnson is the neighborhood’s head mom and chief bitch. My entire middle school staff is in the habit of disappearing whenever she has an appointment and I even had a secretary once who called in sick on the days of Sophie’s scheduled visits. When I fired her she unrepentantly informed me that her job description didn’t include sucking up to a know-it-all, ex-Homecoming Queen with a Napoleon complex. Since I couldn’t argue with her logic, I wrote her a glowing recommendation but had to let her go just the same. Sophie has a furious tick in her left eye when she gets angry that slows down or speeds up to match the level of her outrage – it’s a dead giveaway.
(352) She speaks of the only being allowed to go home one week out of the year, and that two of those days were spent for travel. (352) What puzzles me is all the turmoil and abuse she went through while she was there and that her mother and grandmother knew all about this and still allowed her to go there. She speaks of one incident, "Once when I was thirteen years old, I refused to go to Mass. A nun grabbed me by my hair, dragged me upstairs, made made me stoop over, pulled my dress up, pulled my panties down,
Part 1 At one point in high school my grades were below par which didn’t really make my parents happy. They decided to enroll me into a tuition center where may other kids take tuitions during the school holiday. One week in, I didn’t have a single friend, probably because I’ve always been a really shy person. I sat outside reading before my morning class. I looked up and noticed this girl was moving towards me, she engaged into conversation with me and then told me she thought I was real good looking and that definitely was an ego booster, she then suddenly left and I never saw her again because that was my last summer school class.
When Madame Khoun returns, Kien tells her about the fight between him and his cousin, “Under the pale streetlights, I showed her the bumps and contusions Tin had left on my back while Jimmy relived the potato story. Her face registered pain and anger, making her skin redden like blazing coal”(174-175). Madame Khoun got very angry because no one would help her or her children. Madame Khoun then marches over to her sisters house to demand an explanation of why this
ENG 103-04 Essay September 11, 2012 I wasn’t always motivated to excel in my school work. Years back I didn’t care about school or anything I was hanging with the wrong crowd and playing the part as being a bad child. My mother I always wanted me to change and get focused about life but I was already too far gone. One day I stepped into my class and my whole demeanor changed. I met a woman named Mrs. Renee Troupe Clear.
All my life, I've been great in school; I've always been a leader, almost always the first in my class...until now. I don't know what got into me. I'm so angry at myself; I knew I should have studied harder. Ever since I was a little girl, I've dreamt of delivering my Valedictorian speech at Graduation...just like Mom, just like you, just like most of my cousins...now, my shot at being Valedictorian is pretty much over. I feel awful; I feel like I've disappointed everyone, including myself...Why didn't I try harder, I should have paid more attention to my grades.
That day when the women came to speak, and class was over, I put myself in her shoes see what she went thru; it is hard to try to talk over like 30 kids in one room. I felted so bad I wanted to apologize to the woman but I was too late. I was paying attention; I wanted to tell her that I am sorry for how my classmates acted with no self-control. That we mad the LPP program have a bad name. I bet now she does not want to come back because of our behavior, and the way we acted like