high school
High school made less stressful; a roundup of high school horror stories and tips on asking your date to prom, preparing for college and much more.
Failure Apparently IS an Option
Failure…apparently IS an option. I see it every day. Smart young minds choosing not to try. It used to be students who had a hard time learning in school would act up, and become behavior problems, but you could get through to many of them—perhaps most of them.
By Mike Lefko8 years ago in Education
Underappreciated Music Programs in Education
Budget cuts throughout the U.S. have caused severe losses in funding to public school music programs. Furthermore, under appreciated programs then suffer because of low participation rates, lack of equipment, and district priorities. This leads music in schools to be viewed as nerdy, uncool, and boring. This negative outlook and lack of participation has created an unequal balance of funding in schools. Schools are far more likely to designate their funds to the attractive and crowd-pleasing sports programs rather than to the disadvantaged music programs. This leaves these rejected groups to scrounge for money on their own.
By Maddie Ricker8 years ago in Education
High School in the 20th Century Part 2
She looked like a kind, little old lady, but Miss Ramel was like a tiger in striking position. She was an English teacher and our beloved drama coach. We could get pretty goofy at times, like memorizing different dialogue to see if she was listening. We liked to tell the new kids that she was a lunch lady and to give her our dinner order, or we'd tell them her name was Izzy. But we loved her because she was emotionally invested in us and our production. Miss Ramel directed us with power, deep feeling, and humor. Her front door was red, and that always defined her for me. I loved her.
By Monica Bennett8 years ago in Education
High School In the 20th Century Part 1
I had attended Catholic school for most of my life, except for kindergarten and first grade. Have you ever seen a kite that's broken loose from its string flying higher and higher in the breeze? That's what walking through doors of my high school felt like. Total freedom but no direction, no control, and no brakes. I loved it. It was one of three high schools in my town. There was one where the rich kids went, one where kids could take tech programs as well as academic ones, but mine was everyday middle and upper-middle-class. I traded in my plaid skirt for the public school uniform; bell-bottomed jeans worn over your shoes and empire waist shirts. You had to walk off the back of your pants naturally, without your mom's help, so you didn't trip. I transferred to this school for the music. My very first day, I had to audition. He asked me where my music was. I didn't have any. He told me to sing happy birthday. I croaked it through paralyzed vocal chords. My knees were hopping around my legs. Needless to say, I made it into the prestigious CHOIR, not one of the many auxiliary groups. Goal one was accomplished.
By Monica Bennett8 years ago in Education
A Day in the Life of Vincent Tyminski
It's always interesting to me to hear about other people's days. Why? I believe it has something to do with me being a writer. Some people have the oddest days of their life and I love to capture the moment on paper. This article, on the other hand, is not about an odd or crazy day that I had. This article is about my typical day.
By Vincent Tyminski8 years ago in Education
Waking Up to the Sound of Cathartic Music
I came across this piece of decor over the holidays and had no other choice than to laugh. I also had to take a picture of it, which I am not one hundred percent sure I was supposed to or allowed to, but I did it anyways. I felt compelled to, actually. Then I deleted it, because I felt guilt. However, for interest sake, it was a canvas with the lyrics "There will be an answer, let it be."
By Mike Olsen8 years ago in Education
What High School Taught Me
High School. A place where I learned valuable things that I will carry with me until I die. I was always warned by my oldest brother about certain things I will face in high school, but of course I didn’t believe them. I always thought every high school experience is different for each person. Surprisingly, I found out that it is true, but somehow we all come to the same conclusions. Now of course we all wished that we could break into song and dance on the lunch tables like they do in High School Musical or have an amazing teacher like Mr. Schu from Glee or get away with skipping school like in Ferris Bueller's Day Off. In high school, I was that person that got along with everyone, and while most of those people weren’t considered my friends, they were considered friendly acquaintances. Starting high school, I had two best friends, which is impossible since you generally only have one TRUE best friend. By the end of high school those two best friends turned into one and then back to two. Now, I could go on about the drama and what went down that caused one of my friendships to cease, but that's a story for a different time. But despite all that went wrong and what went right in high school, things didn’t seem to click or make sense until I was two weeks away from graduating. In that moment I realized many things, and here are a few of them:
By Angelique Roberson8 years ago in Education
Becoming an Adult
When you were in high school, you probably weren’t sitting around calculating how much debt you’d rack up by choosing to continue your education. If you were like me, you were worried about things like Friday night football and prom. When I was in high school, I didn’t know the difference between a subsidized and unsubsidized loan. I didn’t know how much I would have to be paying out of pocket to attend college. Now I’m stuck wishing I would have been more aware of my finances… and I’m guessing I’m not the only one.
By Kierra Douglas8 years ago in Education
