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I can vividly remember sitting in my chair the last day of middle school thinking continuously about what to expect going into high school. I had my own expectations, which of course were influenced by others who had already experienced it. I still remember my older sister telling me how she felt going into high school. Although, my sister and I are like day and night so it wasn’t much help to me. She had that I don’t care attitude and I worried about anything and everything that could possibly happen.
When I walked in the first day of orientation, I was so overwhelmed by the size of the building. I remember thinking, “HAA and they say you learn your way around in the first week, yea right.” I was walking through the hallways envisioning myself getting lost the first day. The building seemed so big and confusing, but I did keep in mind so did middle school and that turned out fine. I knew my middle school like the back of my hand, and in time I would know my high school like that right? I guess I hoped that I would and I did. The first day of school I got slightly lost, and I did what I said I wouldn’t, I asked an upperclassmen for directions and you wouldn’t believe it, they gave me legit directions on how to get to my class. I know now that, that was a false accusation I made about the upperclassmen.
The night before the first day of high school I sat up until two in the morning. What was I possibly doing? I was thinking about everything under the sun. Questions came in and out of my head and I remember thinking why do I think so much, on top of the million questions I had about high school. Who were my teachers going to be, male female? Will they be nice, strict, mean, boring? I hope those stories about freshman Friday in the bathroom are not true. The school was enormous on orientation day, will I get lost? How will I find my class if the bell rings and I’m lost? I remember thinking I don’t want to ask another student because they will probably give the wrong directions and humor themselves that they sent me the wrong way. Will teachers get furious that a student walks in late on the first day? Am I going to have people I know in my lunch, gym? What if I have no one I know in my lunch? I remember thinking that will devastate me I have to have at least one person right? Every question that I could think of entered my mind that night before my first day of high school.
One of the things that worried me was the amount of work that would be given and the difficulty I might have completing it. I figured it would be hard completing work for six different classes each day, plus papers, exams, test, quizzes and so fourth. I remember picturing assignments piled up to the ceiling and being up until three in the morning trying to finish. I guess at that time I wasn’t ready for high school yet. Or was it that I didn’t know what to expect so it made me nervous. I remember thinking that high school is probably much harder than middle school. If I would have known then what I know now I wouldn’t of even cared because high school was the best years of my life. My expectations for high school were much higher then they needed to be. Now that I think back I didn’t devote much time to studying and I easily passed all my classes without encountering any problems.
Expectations can really put a toll on a person. I heard the teachers of my high school did not care about teaching or helping their students. I couldn’t believe I heard that I remember thinking, “well why the hell are they teachers then if they don’t want to teach or help their students”. Of course that was another high expectation. It turned out all my teachers throughout the four years of high school were very caring and helpful to me. I realized that the person that told me that was just expecting to get babied in high school. With that I made the assumption that it wasn’t that the teachers didn’t care it was that they did want to treat us like babies. They were trying to prepare us for our future. The only exception to what I said was my biology teacher. I remember sitting in my biology class and I asked my friend Dan a question, who was sitting right next to me. My teacher raised his voice and with that, he said, “Jaimesue Shut up.” I couldn’t believe the words that came out of that man’s mouth. I looked at him and I said, “Do not ever tell me to shut up, if you would like to me be quiet ask nicely, it’s very unprofessional to talk to your students like that.” The teacher had a blank stare and said nothing in return.
Before my first day my friend called me up and said, “Do you hear what they do to freshmen on Friday.” Hesitantly I answered, “No what...” She said, “I heard every time a freshman uses the bathroom on Friday they would get tormented.” For a split second I thought about that foolish rumor wondering it was true. Now that I think back what a baby I was wondering if upperclassmen would pick on me. If I would known then what I know now I would have said, “yeah let someone try to torment me and they’ll be tormented by me!” But I did not have that attitude then so I asked my older sister about the freshman Friday rumor. She laughed and said that would never happen and she never even heard of that. I remember believing her and realizing I was a little to paranoid about the whole high school thing.
I had a lot of different expectations of high school. Unfortunately mostly all of them were negative. Now I am very pleased to say it turned out to be the opposite of what I expected. I’m glad I listened to other people’s opinions about high school but now I know you can’t believe everything you hear. I know that now but at the age of thirteen I was very naive. Although I worried like crazy and couldn’t stop bombarding myself with stupid questions high school turned out great. With all those questions and answers from other people and experiencing high school, I realized sometimes you will never know what to expect until you have experienced it yourself.