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As I grow older, I crave wanting to go out and explore the world more and more. I canāt wait for the day when I can sit down in a random bar in a random country and just chat with a random person. While i do my school work i often listen to podcast to make the time i spend doing the work more enjoyable at the moment my favorite podcast to listen to is trash taste ; the usually just talk about random dumb stuff; but evey now and again they go on tangents about their life growing up in another country, traveling and living in different countries,Ā i always found it interesting.Ā I often compare their school life with mine, being intrigued with the similarities and the differences, hearing their stories of their school life always made me think of when something like that happened to me and their stories helped unlock memories I would have otherwise forgotten. As i think of all my stories and stories i’ve hear not from just podcast but stories iāve heard from my families and friends i learn that stories from school rarely had a someone learn something from a lesson a teacher that shaped them in the long run in their it usually them having a moment in their school whether it be happy or sad. In the 12 or so year we spend in school we take away not the lesson created by the school board and teachers but the random lessons we get from when we reflect about our time in school when we tell our stories. From these experiences we can learn to make better choices when it comes to getting along with others and itās just good to remember happy moments in general especially if we are not in a good mood. I remember in my senior year of high school one of the teachers were moving to another school because it was a better opportunity and we were all happy for him, that day we had a fire drill so my grade decide to give him one final farewell and it was one of the most heartwarming things i can remember from the time i spent at that school and now i can take that memory with me for the rest of my life. These memories are one of the main things that shape me without them. I can’t imagine what kind of person I would be without them. In the beginning of my freshmen year I aimed to transfer but I ended up not doing it because of all the friends I made and I’m happy I didn’t.Ā
I remember one day in middle school, that day everyone had to leave the building and to this day iām not completely sure why we had to, other than apparently there was an intruder. But all of my teachers were calm and they even let my class who had gym at the time, go up and get our jackets. Even though it was probably a situation where everyone should be on edge; I don’t remember anyone being scared. I remember being in a circle one cold early afternoon in february and talking to my friends to pass the time. I remember being huddled in a circle to try to keep warm and every now and then one of us jumped in place like a penguin because that what one of our teachers told us every time we complained that we were cold sheād say ājump up and down, it a good way to stay warm, it’s what penguins doā and jump up in down in place in a demonstration. We were outside for a long while but it wasnāt a bad time at all in fact I cherish that memory.
Looking back at that moment made me realize that as important as getting an education is, I feel like making friends is just as important if not greater. As i went through the grades i never woke up at 6am excited to go learn about Aristotle the legendary greek philosopher i when excited to talk about Dc vs marvel with my friends. When I think of all the most significant moments in school I had, me and my friends I made in school were a core part of it whether it be shenanigans in class that got us sent to the principal office or us competing with our grades of who can do the best in the next quiz. As Aristotle said Ā āMan is by nature a social animal; an individual who is unsocial naturally and not accidentally is either beneath our notice or more than human. Society is something that precedes the individual.ā. When I learned this quote I completely brushed it under the carpet in my mind but going over that moment in February made me realize how important socializing really is.
I canāt tell you exactly why but having friends to create memories with is one of the best things about life. I wholeheartedly feel that even if I didn’t have the highest gpa in my school or I didn’t have any crazy achievements in my school, I still feel like I succeeded all the same because I was able to truly enjoy my time at school. The valedictorian of my school made a bunch of sacrifices in order to achieve his gpa. He never did talk to anyone if it didnāt involve school work and he never seemed to have a life outside of school as much as I respected him, I do not want to have to go through school like that. I don’t like the idea that the only way to succeed in school is to sacrifice your social life;itās definitely possible to do both. Maybe I’m wrong or maybe I’m biased towards the social aspect of school way more than I am to the learning aspect. But I feel like the best way to do school is to balance the social part and the learning part perfectly. Ā
Middle school and high school are two complete different worlds for different people . It goes from being a kid to being a teenager. A whole transition in which you almost donāt expect to experience at such early notice. Early morning breezy weather to moisty afternoons was the usual first month of the school year. Backtrack to early summers I had to go to this program that my school required to attend just so we can get used to the whole experience and possibly have a head start with making friends and thatās Exactly what had happened. New people, new surroundings, and new experiences was at the tip of the brisk humid air surrounding all of us on a sweaty Wednesday morning.we all got used to each other quick and for a surprise I felt almost comfortable and didnāt think mY first year of high school would be one of the worst years of my educational life. I wasnāt always a bright student but I wasnāt always a bad student either. If I tried I succeeded, and if I didnāt , I failed miserably. Most high schools usually have their specified curriculum in which helps the system in the school be balanced with the way the kids function academically etc. My first ever parent-teacher conference I remember my English teacher Ms.Yang in which she always tried her fullest to push us to our limit no matter how easy or hard the material was for us. I remember her gentle yet informative words telling my mom how I have a low average but she still has potential in seeing me improve. I didnāt believe her at first but throughout time I started actually improving without even noticing, until a week before spring break where almost evrytjing changed for me, from being a social butterfly to not talking to a single soul for the rest of the year to the first month of sophomore year. Letās just say I was in the wrong situation at the wrong time with the wrong surroundings. Who would know that you can even considerĀ friends āfamilyā. Safety Transfer was my only option and so I did that. I risked my academics for my safety. I canāt really say how I feel about this action of moving on, but who knows where my life would be if everything else was handled differently.Ā
That wasnāt the only transfer though. High school was supposed to be those years you always remembered, good or bad, no matter what, and well for me, I mostly hope I donāt remember these early memories I had in high school. A lot of it not only had to do with personal issues but academically wise. A school is supposed to be a second place youāre supposed to feel safe at and know that no harm can be caused for you there. It should be a place in which you at least feel comfortable learning. My second transfer has to be another safety one but because this was an actual horrible school that almost took advantage of myĀ education into sugarcoating the way I did my studies. Trying to fulfill that transfer was way harder becuase I had to try my hardest to prove that my grades were actually valid and if they can possibly transfer the credits Iāve already made instead of redoing a year. Covid happened. Evrytjing just seemed to keep tumbling on my lap and I felt like it was out of my control to be at least at peace with my education and just live my teenage years. Senior year was the calmest year Iāve had. I made mutuals and my best friend, Iāve gained confidence with being independent in different ways and finding myself again with enjoying school to its full limit. Not until I asked for what was promised to me . To graduate early , to see how much my hard work was payed off. The extra nights I would stay up to do as much work possible, anything that had to be done for school I knew I had to do it, and that was taken away from me when they immediately told me they couldnāt, felt like yet another big slap across my face. They did tell me though if I stay finish my year and do my Spanish regents test that I will earn an advanced regents diploma. Another lie. The educational system has not taught me anything but test my trust, my limit, and my importance with what or how I matter. They make it seem like everything you do is just for them and unfortunately the only thing you gain back is stress and a piece of paper with some words to justify if youāre capable of having a future.
I know lastly with these experiences I learn to not get fooled or at least manipulated to thinking thereās better options to what I know is ENOUGH for me. College is my next big chapter in life and I hope the next folllowing years I spend here getting my degrees arenāt another big slap across the face.
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