Some of my earliest memories are of my godmother reading to me in the evening. ... A few weeks into school, the teacher produced a box of shiny, new spiral notebooks for the class. ... A lot of my time was spent in the library. ... My English teacher, Mr. W, was the one that caught my attention. ...
I will give some of my previous experiences. One of my teacher who taught me in high school usually locked tardies out of the classroom or put their desks out. ... One of my teacher in middle school didn't want student feel embarrassed themselves. ... These could include items such as pencils, notebooks, fun toys and many others. ... Strike two, they must write lines in their notebook or copy out a page of the dictionary. ...
I learned many lessons and it opened my eyes to the realities some teenagers face while experiencing high school. ... As I continue on in my own high school career, I have come to accumulate more and more friends who are seniors. ... My eldest brother went through a similar phase during his freshman year of high school. Granted, Charlie is a fictional character, but I still made the connection with my family history. ... This is similar to a book I have read in the past called The Notebook because both novels mention how time affects people's personalities. ...
My stomach was in groaning for food, and I couldn't seem to do anything with my hair. I had all my pens, papers, notebooks and other miscellaneous items stuffed into my spanking new blue book bag. ... My classes were excellent and my teachers were extremely friendly. ... I could not wait to get home to tell my mother all about my day. ... I opened the door, kicked off my shoes, threw down my book bag and screamed out for my mother. ...
If I could go back to high school knowing everything I know now, it"d be the best time of my life. ... I had homework in my geography class that required me to color in a map of Africa. ... In high school I didn't study, I rarely payed attention in class, and I seldom ever completed my homework. ... I lived at home and everything I wanted was grudgingly supplied by my loving parents. ... While your young, high school mind is free to consider the importance of pink notebook paper and blue sparkly pens, a college intellect is forced to understand the importance of deciding on a major a...
