View Mobile Site

Looking back

Posted: April 27, 2017 10:14 a.m.
Updated: April 28, 2017 1:00 a.m.
/

I can’t believe that I am almost done with high school. People always say that time will fly by, but I never realized how fast it does until now. Graduation will be bittersweet. I am excited to start college and make memories at Winthrop University, but I am also scared of the unknown. Looking back at all of the memories I have not only at North Central High School, but also at North Central Middle School, always puts a smile on my face. 

When I am around younger students who are in middle school, I really wonder, “was I that crazy?” Honestly, I was probably just as bad -- maybe even worse! 

I have to say my eighth grade year was my favorite year in middle school. My first day of eighth grade is one I will never forget. I was stressing out about having my mother as my math teacher. I remember walking down the hallway in the morning and my mother and new teachers smiling and shaking their heads at me. During lunch that day, my friends came up to me to enlighten me of what a cute baby I was. What I didn’t realize was that my mother had baby pictures of me all in her room. 

I had my mom, Mrs. Charlene Mathis, at the end of the day. I thought she would try not to embarrass me. I was wrong. It was only 10 minutes after class started and I got sent out of the room. Of course, I got sent out because I was talking. It was so embarrassing, but anyone who knows me knows I’m a talker. My mother told me outside of the classroom that she was just making an example out of me which was the kind of woman my mom was. Even if my mother was my teacher, she made sure the other students knew I was not going to get special treatment. 

Surprisingly, that was the only time I got sent out of the classroom the whole year. I not only loved all my teachers in eighth grade because they cared about me, but also because they taught me so much. My homeroom teacher was Mrs. Jodie Kahler. She will always be one of my favorite teachers. She was willing to do anything to help her class learn. I have never been a bookworm, but Mrs. Kahler made reading really fun. My eighth grade teachers mean so much to me because they didn’t just help me grow in my education; they helped me grow as a person.   

The teachers I had in eighth grade are what made that year so special. I hated leaving them and going to high school. I thought I was going to hate high school because it was so different from the middle school, but after a couple of weeks in I fell in love with North Central High School. The great thing about going to a smaller high school is that you are able to know everyone. I have made so many friends -- and memories with them -- that I will always cherish. 

Graduating from high school is going to be hard because I will be leaving the place where I have the best memories, but I am excited to make new ones at college.

Comments

Commenting not available.
Commenting is not available.


Contents of this site are © Copyright 2018 Chronicle Independent All rights reserved. Privacy policy and Terms of service

Powered by
Morris Technology
Please wait ...