Tick, the clock in the waiting room was getting louder and louder. I had been waiting for a half an hour for the Judge to get back so we could go in and talk. I was waiting like a grade school kid would on the last day of school. I was watching the little second hand on the clock go one second at a time, at one point I swear it went backwards for a second. I was here to see if I would go back to the halfway house I was at. I really did do anything wrong to get here in the first place, we were playing flag-football and I had put my arm out to stop a guy from getting my flag and he got upset and pushed me. The staff that was working said I hit him but that wasn't true and I knew it and so did the kid. I was in the holding cell and sweating like a pro basketball player after he had played a hard game. I probably smelled like it too. I had spent the night in J.D.H. a juvenile hall place. .
While I was there I had met the nicest person in the world, he was a staff his name was Art. He took me in and motivated me like a coach does to his team of skilled football players. He said I had reminded him of his son and that his son had gotten into trouble too and so he wanted to help. He taught me the skill of friendliness and to be friends with everyone instead of enemies. He was like a giant teddy bear, he was big and round and had the appearance of being a tough guy but once he talked he had a soft voice like a kindergarten teacher does on the first day of school when a little kid is crying because he misses him mommy. .
I was thinking of what he told me before I left that day for court, "No matter what remember you are a great kid." I was laughing now under my breath, he was a funny guy and I had a feeling I would run into him again. At that second I heard an awful sound, the kind of sound that scares the soul of a kid. Clack. Shackle. Shackle. It was the guard with the hand cuffs and keys, it was my time to go to court.
I was preparing for my first day of middle school in summer. ... I was scared how I would do in school. ... bye" On the first day, I went to my second period class after I had missed my first. ... In view of the fact that it was my first day, I was baffled which hallway to use, but I managed to get to my classes without asking anyone. ... I was thinking, today wasn't that bad. ...
Nobody needs School Uniforms School uniforms. ... There is a lot of bad that can come from them. ... If everyone came to school looking the same as their classmates every day, it would be incredibly boring. ... If you required them, more bad would come than good. ... Nobody needs school uniforms. ...
"School is Bad for Children" In this essay John Holt makes the point clear that the current system of schooling for our children is bad for them. ... Many schools do not allow children to speak to one another during the school day or even at their lunch time. ... Holt makes the point that on the first day of school every child is "smarter, more curious, less afraid of what he doesn't know, better at finding and figuring things out, more confident, resourceful, persistent, and independent than he will ever be again in his schooling" (84). ... If school were enjoyable there would be no...
But, the fact remains that our school is in bad shape. ... Students, teachers, and principles were slipping all day long. ... After school that day, janitors and plumbers went to work and fixed our problem. ... Recently our school was tested for cleanliness and the school failed miserably. We made the "Six O" clock" news that day. ...
First Day of School The first day of school has the biggest impact on the way a person will eventually turn out in the future. ... Crying because this isn't any first day of school. It's the first day of kindergarten. ... Even that child who was hitting his father saw me and decided that school wasn't as bad as he thought. Since that day, I made a lot of friends with whom I still talk to. ...
The school should have a day or two during the students' physical education class to talk to the students about life lessons. ... The school is located in a bad neighborhood and most of the children will be susceptible to joining a gang, taking a path that leads to jail, or death. The school being located in a bad neighborhood and the type of student who attend cannot be used as a crutch; the school system should still tighten up on the academic aspect and leave the relationship discussion to the parents. ... Berendo Middle School is like a school that only exists on television. ... The ...
Mike Cameron, a senior at Greenbrier High School in Evans, Georgia was suspended recently for wearing a Pepsi shirt on Coke Day. ... And if advertisers continue to target schools, this could be our school bathroom. ... Because they see these images all day, everyday on TV, radio, in magazines, and school, students are given a false sense of beauty by advertisers, the advertisements make them think that who they see in the advertisements are regular people' when indeed they are far from it. ... "In my eyes, I didn't do anything wrong," the 19-year-old said while serving his one-day...
Wearing uniforms in school is like running our schools in the manner of prisons. ... Over three hundred children were withdrawn from schools in Polk County the first week of school because of violations regarding the school uniform policy. ... Having school uniforms is a bad idea because they violate our liberty, destroy our individuality, and they are expensive. One high school student, Scott Gordon, said it perfectly, "School uniforms are a bunch of crap! ... One day you could wake up as just another brick in the wall." ...
The big deal is that it marks the day before the start of school. ... Labour Day signals the beginning of the school year. It's like a messenger bearing bad news. ... To me, Labour Day marks the beginning of school and another dreadful summer. ... It is the day before school starts. ...