My Middle School Reflection; Looking back on my expirence.

Middle School was a different experience to me. I was scared to come in the first day thinking about what would happen to me for the next three years to come.

 Sixth grade was the best. My teacher, Mr. Fil, changed my life in so many ways. He wasn’t just any ordinary math and science teacher; he helped people in any situation. Mr. Fil had such inspirational stories he has told us throughout my sixth grade year. Even the simplest things would be so deep. He was a teacher you could go and talk to about anything and everything, I will never forget him.

  Seventh grade wasn’t my favorite year, but it taught me a lot, through my own mistakes. I ended up getting in trouble all the time because of my behavior, and I thought that was funny. My grades at the beginning of the year were pretty good, but throughout the year they started to slip. I tried to get them back up so I remained an average student throughout the year, which I did.

  Seventh grade is also the year I made friends that will last for a lifetime. The friends I met that year were the best, I will never forget them, and hopefully they will remain with me throughout my high school experience.

 I also made the basketball team that year, and met friends they were the best. Basketball season was always fun, especially on the bus rides home from our away games.

  Eighth grade was my favorite year throughout middle school. I liked my teachers and I did really well grade-wise throughout the year. My teacher Mr. Bogush taught me a lot about everything, he was an interesting guy.  

  My favorite memory was during basketball season, we played Kennedy Middle School of Southington. I thought I played well that game scoring 16 points and having more than 10 rebounds. I felt that I played well that game.

  As I look back now middle school was a learning experience that I will never forget. I’m going to miss walking through the student filled blue and yellow hallways. I’m going to miss the teachers that I liked and didn’t like. I’m going to miss all the people I made friends with and won’t carry on with me next year. I’m going to miss the fun times I had laughing with my friends and teachers. I’m going to miss Moran Middle School.

What type of person comes to your mind when you hear somebody talk about a “Real Hero”?

When someone says that someone is a “Real Hero”, then a person who has done so much for our world today comes to my mind. A real hero, is someone who accomplished something so great in our world today, that they need to be recoginized as a real hero. Real heroes, strive out of their way to do something that can change our world. In this world, I think we have few heroes, but the ones remaining are what you say “Real Heroes”.

Dangerous Question

I think the most dangerous question someone could ask is, What are you going to do in the future? No one really knows, whether it be bad or good. No one knows what the future has in store for us, so that’s why I think that is the most dangerous questions one can ask.

Trail of Tears

Why is this happening to me? Why am I walking here in the cold weather? It’s just me and my mother walking on this cold trail with our horse. White men had taken us out of our house and held a gun to our heads. I don’t understand much of why we have been walking, but my mother has told me that white men wanted to remove all Cherokee Indians from the area we lived in. Mother also told me that the white men would promise us farmland and livestock once we got to the new land. I don’t understand why we can’t live where our old home was. People from our tribes are dying all over the place. I don’t know how much longer we could survive. I could tell my mother is getting very ill, but I know she doesn’t want to show it for my sake. I could feel the warmth of her body get colder and colder as the miserable days go by. We’ve been walking in this frigid weather for days now, and I don’t know how much longer I can take it. All I know now is that where our footsteps have crossed will now be known as, Nunna-da-ul-tsun-yi, or as you might say, “The place where they cried”.

 

– The Cherokee Indian Girl

 

Do you define a person by their actions or their intentions?

I think a person should be defined by their intentions.

An example, is a high school in New York, recieves newspapers every morning. The publisher of the newspaper had decided not to give the school the newspapers one morning, because of a certain image that he thought would be to graphic for the kids, from the high school (kids from the middle schools and elementary schools would have recieved the papers too.). The teachers complained that is was their own duty to decide whether or not the mage was acceptable. The publisher told that school that he was just trying to be sensitive and was making a suggestion.

This leads on to why I think that you should define a person by their intentions.

The publishers intention was to give out the newspapers to the school and that is what he did. I think that in most cases actions are caused by intentions. Especially, in this case, he did what he intended on doing.

Intentions really matter the most because it defines what kind of person you are, by making that descion, even if you don’t go through with it.

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10 Things I would like to do before I die..

Ok, I got tagged a while ago to do this, but I haven’t been on my blog in a while so…

 

1. Travel to Ireland

2. Later in life, become a teacher.

3. Be an inspiration to someone.

4. Eat a meatball.

5. Realize why I am here on this Earth

6. Help someone, so that I can play an important role in their life.

7. Meet someone famous.

8. Go to Florida.

9. Discover who I am.

10. To find out what love is.

 

These are pretty short, but some have a deep meaning.

Thats it.

I tag Olivia and Sarah

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I haven’t wrote a post in a while..

Sorry that I haven’t wrote a post in a while. I have been working on a project for history about Martin Luther King. I have been realizing how much of a difference he has made in this world. Seriously, you should take some time and think about what MLK has done for our country. It’s such an achievement for anyone. I just thought that I should mention that. Take some time and think.

A Wonderful Place

My wonderful place is in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. My family and I go to the same condo every year during April Vacation.  The reason why is because  is it always very peaceful and beautiful there. It’s a place that I can relax and have fun. I usually spend a lot of extra time there with my family that I don’t usually have. It’s my wonderful place to be.

Good Morning, Myrtle Beach by Josh Helfferich

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One Wish.

My one wish would be to see my nana. She had died three months before I was born and I never got to meet her. I always wonderened what is she like? Is she nice? Is she funny? I would never find out. She’s my dad’s mother and he said she was a really nice person. She died because she was diaganosed with lung cancer, because she had smoked all of her life. I really wish I could meet her because my mom and my dad said she was such a nice person. I know that she can’t come back, but it would be my first very most wish if she ever could. Even though I have never met her I still love her. I know she is in a better place now.

This is Deep

I came across a quote that I thought was really interesting; it’s a deep thought:

” There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won’t anymore, and who always will. So don’t worry about people from your past, there’s a reason why they didn’t make it to your future.”

It was by anyonomous. I thought it was really interesting. I’ll leave it up to you to decide what you think this quote means.

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