Personal Narrative
Farah Ballestreros.
COMP 101.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
FINAL .
“Graduation, the hush-hush magic time of frills and gifts and congratulations and diplomas.” You weren’t lying when you said that Maya Angelou. May 19th, 2013 I had dreamt of that day for almost four years. I know I can’t be the only person who feel this way. I remember it as if it was just yesterday. So many different emotions going through my mind all at once. Happiness, Sadness, I felt relieved because it was almost over but at the same time I felt anxious and overly excited to just leave and go far away. 389 seniors were going to walk across the stage and receive their diplomas. After all, our class had the biggest percentage of graduates who were actually …show more content…
Now it was time to enjoy the rest of my senior year. Too bad being apart of Dimensional Harmony (the schools choir) didn’t exactly allow me to relax and have fun. I was worried about the Nationals competition. It got to one point where Mr. Frederick got agitated with the seniors because he claimed we weren’t “doing our jobs as seniors.” What he meant by that was, people missing rehearsals or coming in late, or even missing performances. The underclassmen even tried to take the leadership position from us. We were so focused about ourselves and getting into college. That we weren’t being considerate of the other members. I mean, was it wrong that we were trying to better ourselves and attempt to graduate and go off to college? So we started putting more effort into our rehearsals, we got stronger, worked harder, spent more of our free time working on our parts until we could sing it in our sleep. Finally the day comes we were ready to …show more content…
I got called in the guidance counselors office. I was extremely nervous because I knew why they needed to see me. I walked into the office and the first face I see is Ms. Rosas, my guidance counselor. Next to her sits Mr. Lopez, another guidance counselor. They look at me and smile just as Ms. Rosas looks at me and asks “ Did you know your FCAT scores came in?” I looked at her and nodded my head yes. My legs were shaking, my heart rate paced, I begin to bite my nails. She looked at me, and tells me my score “You got a 240 on the fcat.” I looked at her with a blank stare. “What score did I need?” I asked. She looked at me with this heartbroken look in her eyes “245”. She rubbed my back and hugged me. I didn’t know what to do or what to say, so I just began to cry. I cried my eyes out, and didn’t stop. Everything I ever worked hard for just went out the window. As I cried, the fact that I wasn’t going to get a diploma tore me to pieces. It was honestly one of the most humiliating moments ever. At the same time, it taught me something. You’re going to fail several times before
COMP 101.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
FINAL .
“Graduation, the hush-hush magic time of frills and gifts and congratulations and diplomas.” You weren’t lying when you said that Maya Angelou. May 19th, 2013 I had dreamt of that day for almost four years. I know I can’t be the only person who feel this way. I remember it as if it was just yesterday. So many different emotions going through my mind all at once. Happiness, Sadness, I felt relieved because it was almost over but at the same time I felt anxious and overly excited to just leave and go far away. 389 seniors were going to walk across the stage and receive their diplomas. After all, our class had the biggest percentage of graduates who were actually …show more content…
Now it was time to enjoy the rest of my senior year. Too bad being apart of Dimensional Harmony (the schools choir) didn’t exactly allow me to relax and have fun. I was worried about the Nationals competition. It got to one point where Mr. Frederick got agitated with the seniors because he claimed we weren’t “doing our jobs as seniors.” What he meant by that was, people missing rehearsals or coming in late, or even missing performances. The underclassmen even tried to take the leadership position from us. We were so focused about ourselves and getting into college. That we weren’t being considerate of the other members. I mean, was it wrong that we were trying to better ourselves and attempt to graduate and go off to college? So we started putting more effort into our rehearsals, we got stronger, worked harder, spent more of our free time working on our parts until we could sing it in our sleep. Finally the day comes we were ready to …show more content…
I got called in the guidance counselors office. I was extremely nervous because I knew why they needed to see me. I walked into the office and the first face I see is Ms. Rosas, my guidance counselor. Next to her sits Mr. Lopez, another guidance counselor. They look at me and smile just as Ms. Rosas looks at me and asks “ Did you know your FCAT scores came in?” I looked at her and nodded my head yes. My legs were shaking, my heart rate paced, I begin to bite my nails. She looked at me, and tells me my score “You got a 240 on the fcat.” I looked at her with a blank stare. “What score did I need?” I asked. She looked at me with this heartbroken look in her eyes “245”. She rubbed my back and hugged me. I didn’t know what to do or what to say, so I just began to cry. I cried my eyes out, and didn’t stop. Everything I ever worked hard for just went out the window. As I cried, the fact that I wasn’t going to get a diploma tore me to pieces. It was honestly one of the most humiliating moments ever. At the same time, it taught me something. You’re going to fail several times before