Remembering my first days in high school

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Remembering my first days in high school

My distaste for the event is not brought on by what you think: I did not hate high school. I was never bullied or picked on. I had excellent grades. I was an involved student, participating with the school newspaper, yearbook and the kickline squad I was like a Radio City Rockette but my days of jumping into a split are long over.

I have some great memories of those years. But still, I have no desire to go to a party with a bunch of people who I hardly talked to in high school.

I know, bad attitude. Our high school class has set up a Facebook group and everyone is posting old photos now, gearing up for the event. I feel like something is wrong with me because everyone else seems so excited for the reunion.

Videos are being compiled, memoriam speeches prepared for classmates who have passed, and other party plans are being readied. The comment threads on the Facebook page are like one giant pep rally, with everyone making the effort to track others down and encourage our classmates to attend.

I see nothing that separates our class from any other high school class. Bottom line, we had just as many cliques as any other high school. I went to both my year and year reunions. At the year, many people were married except for me.

They were all pretty miserable, but they endured the night together at a table in the corner. At the year, we wised up and left our spouses at home. Many of them had lost hair and gained some weight. This time, I think the tables are going to turn the other way. Maybe I need to get a few needles to the forehead before the big day.

College was where I finally felt confident with who I was and who I could become. Some people peak in high school. The article asserts that one of the reasons high schools produce such peculiar value systems is precisely because the people there have little in common, except their ages.

My child has been rejected by his peers, ridiculed and bullied !!!

Since there is no clear way to sort out social status, kids create them on their own based on crude, common-denominator stuff like nice clothes, athletic prowess, and looks, rather than on subtleties in personalities.

This results in an unfortunate paradox: Though adolescents may want nothing more than to be able to define themselves, they discover that high school is one of the hardest places to do it.

Maybe I was one of those kids, not quite fitting into one of those categories, but desperately wanting to neatly belong. The New York article also points out that before Facebook, there was a real discontinuity between our high school selves and the rest of our lives. Since Facebook arrived, social ties that would have gone dormant now remain accessible over time, and all the time.

Many of us choose to revisit our years from high school.Bob Southee, Annandale VA School SHS We first lived on Home Street off Maple Avenue on the benjaminpohle.comer going to Dunn Field with the Knot Hole Gang from the YMCA. Dad managed Glider Meets at Harris Hill, so spent a lot of time there.

Crescent Junior High School closed down I believe around early 's and the land now is all houses. My brothers went there in the 70's.

Reply Delete. I was thinking what I should wear and thinking what my hair and make-up should look like.

Remembering my first days in high school

I got more and more scared everyday. I was so scared for my first day I got up two hours early. An anonymous OCThen reader remembers attending La Palma Jr High School in Buena Park and being among the last students there I attended the last class, clearly remembering the first day 7th grade and the last day before the start of summer and not realizing that the school would not be opened for 9th grade (everyone was shipped off to different schools).

E-luminations: On Remembering My First Days of School His son's first days of school remind the author of his struggles to express himself in class—and of the SLP who helped him conquer his disfluency.

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