Wow. Your last semester as an undergrad at Texas A&M. As Dad and I reflect on your time there, we can hardly believe where the time went, but we’re not surprised at all that you’re finishing early or that you’ve been so successful. I clearly remember the night before your first day of kindergarten. After we had packed your snacks and lunch, laid out your outfit and tucked you like a mummy into bed, Dad and I sat on our bed talking about the school years to come. We were excited for you, of course, but I was also emotional. I started crying, telling Dad that I was afraid to let you go out into the big world by yourself, afraid that people – kids – might be mean to you and I wouldn’t be there to protect you. Dad, in his usual way, reassured …show more content…
Time, like always, blew by. Middle school brought its own challenges, as it does for all kids. You struggled with the person you wanted to be, made hard choices about what you valued. Dad and I tried to guide you, but you made decisions on your own, and they were always the right ones. We could clearly see that you were a natural leader and persistent worker. High school only cemented those traits about you, and then, amazingly, you were again ready to move to a different world. On move-in day your Freshman year, you were of course excited and Dad and I shared that excitement. We set up your dorm, carefully placing every item, making sure the beds matched and decorating to show your style. We carefully looked at your schedule for recruitment week so you’d know just which clothes to get ready. We made one last Wal-Mart run, with everyone else in College Station, to be sure you were well-stocked with supplies. Then it was time to leave you. This time, it was Dad who was emotional. He was leaving his little girl, by herself, in a world of young men and women that you, and he, didn’t know. But I wasn’t worried, not this time. I knew you were okay – you were a fierce individualist who knew that you valued education, persistence, loyal friends, and kindness. Aggieland was just the place for you, and when we left you on those stairs of Wells Hall, I hugged you goodbye, confident that you would be
The history of Texas A&M University, the first public institution of higher education in Texas. The Texas A&M University was first approved by the United States Congress on July 2, 1862. This act provided for donation of public land to the states for the purpose of funding higher education whose “leading object shall be, without excluding other scientific and classical studies, and including military tactics, to teach such branches of learning as are related to agriculture and mechanic arts." The State of Texas agreed to create a college under the terms of the morrill act in November 1866, but actual formation didn’t come until the establishment of the Agricultural and mechanical College of Texas by the state legislature on April 17, 1871. A commission created to locate the institution accepted the offer of 2,416 acres of land from the citizens of Brazos County
book after book. All titled Middle school, the worst years of my life, how I survived middle school, middle school get me out of here,and the list goes on . As I was nearing the end of fifth grade, I started seriously thinking about how middle school would be and got worried after hearing of so many stories of people's terrible middle school years. However, I have to admit it really hasn’t been all that bad these last three years and in fact, middle school may have been my favorite, compared to elementary school. With more freedom, more people, more homework, more activities, more teachers, more fun classes, more excitement, more everything quite frankly, I have been able to have . I am sure a lot of us have fun throughout these middle school while learning more about yourselves and the people around us each year. I am sure many of us have been able to say for sure that we have had many experiences that can prepare us for the future.
That isn’t to say they were all sarcastic and took every chance they could to cause problems but they were more mature. In elementary, it was all fun and games but being in middle school was a little more serious to me. The other students took their homework more seriously and tried harder not to be absent. It was quite a shock from wanting to miss every day I could. Everything seemed to have a deeper meaning at that time as well, especially friendships. I almost feel we treasured them more then than es do in high school. Everyone wanted to have that group of friends like in those movies about the perfect high school and the jocks etc. etc. Of course, we still acted like elementary students in our free time but class time was just that. Class
My middle school experience has been like a rollercoaster, full of ups and down and sharp twist and turns that either make me scream in excitement or cry in fear, and in the end, it went by too quickly making me question whether I want to experience it all over again or leave and never turn back. No matter how I feel about it, middle school has shaped who I am today. Since the beginning of 6th grade till now, the end of 8th grade, I’ve changed a lot. I’m not just walking able gaining weight and growing a few inches; I’m talking about what I discovered. The last 3 years has taught me many lessons and helped me grow emotionally and changed my view of the world, the people around me and myself.
“Going to college was just an excuse to go find me a husband but don’t tell anyone,” Marianna said laughing fixing up her earpiece. Leaving her mom at the train station sobbing, she went off to Tabor College in Kansas. When she entered college all of her emotions hit her at once she felt nervous but, she also felt excited to start a new chapter in her life. Entering college was one of those moments when you have the spotlight on you and you feel everyone is judging you .Luckily she had one of the closest friends you can possibly have, a sister. That’s when her and her sister’s journey began.
Middle school finally hit full force and it was horrible. I was still smart, but mentally I was screwed up. I was suicidal and was a cutter. My mom didn’t and never will know the hell I went through. Every night was a battle between me and my thoughts. I was called ugly, fat and loser and that’s how I felt. I almost committed suicide ten times, but my thoughts always went to my mom and how she would be left alone or how I always wanted to go to college and be successful. School continued I became really smart. I was shy and kept to myself. I joined the Tennis team and became really good and ended up being first doubles in eighth grade. I remember being in band class and I was the only Latino kid that took pride in who they were. I listened
Eighteen deaths. Three tragedies. One Cowboy family. When a school has suffered as much as Oklahoma State, you have to wonder what it is about that place that still draws people to it? Most kids from my town find themselves at Texas Tech or Texas A&M. Why not follow them? The very first time I stepped on campus, I fell in love. From the flowers in front of the library to the trees that surround Theta Pond, everything about the campus was beautiful to me. More important than the beauty of the campus itself are the ethics for which it stands. The vision of Oklahoma State University is to “advance the quality of life in Oklahoma by fulfilling the instructional, research, and outreach obligations of a first-class, land grant educational system.”
When I entered middle school, I was more focused on school, I was under the impression that in middle school my grades mattered more than anything. I worked hard to obtain high grades that led me to receiving high honor roll and allowed me to partake in a high honor roll ceremony where I was awarded for my hard work and diligence. It was also in middle school where I partook in my first volunteer project, I went to Van Cortlandt Park I helped remove non-native plants and planted native plants.
He had gone to the University of Putrid Sound, Washington State right after high school. At first, he was just waiting to get out of the house for some personal space. “Growing up with a house of six could get a little crowded,” he remarked shaking his head with a smile. I could definitely relate to that with two older sisters driving me nuts. But once his dad dropped him off at the campus with a pat on the back, he was surprised to feel quite scared and
The big thing for me in middle school is the fact that I am changing. I am getting stronger, faster and smarter because of me changing. My interests are changing a ton because I’m trying to figure out my life and still make friends and be me. I’m also starting to notice girls quite a bit and begin to figure out my friends and such.
When students make the transition from elementary to middle school it is a big step for them. They are leaving a school where they made their mark and youngest friends. The transition can often be scary for students. I remember when I was going to the sixth grade and I couldn’t find my friends from elementary on the first day because I was put into advanced core classes and they had not. An adjustment had to be made for me to realize that I should probably make new friends in my advance classes and see if we shared the same interests. Middle schools students in my opinion have it hard because so much is expected of them in so little time. A standard middle level school is only 6 th to 8 th grade. That is only three years to start to fully develop into the person that they want to be. They have to just grow and get used to
Sadly to say, I didn’t really have a teacher in middle school that made a big impact in my life but I matured on my own and got my stuff together and put my work first and girls second. When I graduated 8th grade I was so excited because I had accomplished something special but I knew that wasn’t the end but in fact a beginning to an even bigger obstacle, high school. I still remember on the day of graduation my mom went alone because my dad was working and after I told her that this wasn’t the last time she would see me walking down for a diploma because in couple more years I would be doing it again. That was a big deal because she never graduated high school neither did my dad because my mom had me and they had to care for me.
Middle school is a tough few years for many students.You are in a difficult stage in life, you’re finally not a child anymore but are not yet a teenager. Being stuck somewhere in between is hard and with that time comes a lot of challenges. When I was in sixth grade,I was the same way, trying to adjust to switching classes,multiple teachers,friends changing and many other hurdles to overcome. I felt however that I like everyone else would overcome it and be just fine. I had an average middle school career, until I was sitting in math and slowly things were not as I saw them.
Coming to middle school, I expected it to be really hard and scary. It was a big, new school, and so many new people and teachers in it. There was so many fears. Different types of activities. Also, so many teachers. In the end, I faced my fears, joined different activities, and accomplish some achievements.
The event that I attended was the Texas State Football game on October 1, 2016 with my mother and sister. The event was held at the Bobcat Stadium. The type of format was casual, fun and surprises. I chose this event because my mother and sister were in San Marcos because of the Family Weekend that occurred. So, they wanted to see the football game because my mother loves football and we really wanted to see if Texas State was going to win. I really liked when Texas State scored, fireworks came out. In addition, the food and music were a treat. I, personally, don’t like when the crowd boos the other team. I get it, we’re trying to win. But making noise isn’t going to help, they’re trained not to listen and win. Also, I didn’t like the language