Final Exam Reflective Essay
“Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
After a long, relaxing summer vacation of doing nothing but sleeping in and playing video games, the day came when it was time to go back to school. I dreaded that day, I thought to myself that it won't come so soon, but of course it did. So came the day I had to return to Fenn, and little did I know how fast this year has come to a end. The year went by so quick, it felt like only yesterday I started school, but here I am now at the end of the school year. On the first day of school, I didn't know what to expect when I walked into Fitz's classroom, I knew it used to be thr old band room but I didn't know what to expect of it's new appearance since it was know an English classroom. As i turned the knob and looked into the class room, I was amazed. It was no long what I remembered it to be, for it was now a really cool place. In the center of the room, there is a configuration of four table put into the shape of a rectangle so Fitz can teach us how to make our writing much better and how to make our writing pieces look good , to my left, was a podcast studio, were you can make podcasts with your friends and on the upper left hand side, there were two seats and on one seat, sat Fitz. I knew this would be a great start to the year.
My first week of school was both good and bad. One thing that made my first term great was that I was in a good advisor group with a good advisor, who supported me. My advisor Mrs. Cousins, really helped get through the first term. When I was feeling down in the dumps or felt really bad, my fellow advisees really made me feel better, and with out them and Mrs. Cousins, I would have never gotten through the first term. It was also good too be back at school because I get to see all my friends and hangout with them and do stupid things. I was not bored anymore like I was over the summer doing nothing expect playing video games, which gets boring after playing for 30 minutes. The bad part about being back at school was that I had to wake up earlier than I did over summer and I had homework which takes up a lot of my time, not allowing to do things I would rather do than homework, but being a student is all about homework. During my first week, I had a hard time adjusting to the schedule. What was really a pain was eating lunch really late, but after a while, it feels natural to eat lunch at 1 o'clock. I did some math near the end of the summer to refresh my mathematical mind which helped a lot during the first couple of day of math class, and I am thankful that my parents made me do this, but mach class was still challenging for me because we were learning new stuff, and I only practiced things I learned in 7th grade, so it did not help me as much as I wanted it to.
Luckily, I do not have math on Fridays so I don't have to do my Math homework on Thursday night. Also, I am extremely grateful that I have a study hall first period Monday, so if I am extremely lazy over the weekend, I can do my Math homework Monday morning. It's a bad habit to get into, but I did it the first time I was assigned homework on Thursday, because why not? liked not doing homework! For every other class, I was doing fine because I found them kind of easy, thought they get progressively harder through out the year. I took a course over the summer that Fitz instructed called “Writers Toolbox” which was basically a sample of an Fitz English. Since I took the course, I knew exactly what 8th grade English was going to be like. Also during the first week back, I could not help but still admire the Jaffari Library.The first time I saw the Jaffari Library, I was stunned. It looked so cool with all of the yogibos, the new arrangement of books, the two private study rooms, and the giant steps over to the left of the entrance. I went to go see the new science rooms and they were cooler than I thought. They had really cool green chairs and the science rooms were so much bigger than the older rooms. My first week back was hard to get adjusted to but it was something I would have to get used to.
During the first term, I took Drama as my art for the semester and I was playing soccer for my fall sport. The play we did in Drama was called “I never saw another butterfly” by Celeste Raspanti. It is about a young jewish girl named Raja. This play takes place during the Holocaust, and the plot of the play is that Raja and her friends and family are trying to survive the Holocaust. They have been forced to live in a ghetto called Terezin, which is located in the Czech Republic. Most of you already saw the play but if you did not, then do not listen to this next part. In the end, every one Raja knows dies and she is the only one left in her family and all of here friends were either taken to Auschwitz or a labor camp or died of hunger. It was a different play than normal, but it was still fun. My fall sport was soccer. I was assigned to 3rd soccer, which was really fun to be apart. Since there were so many kids doing 3rd soccer, they had to split the team up to two teams. I was put on the gold squad. The gold squads coaches were Mr. Coblah and Mr. Potsaid. They were both really good coaches who helped me progress my skills at soccer. I still don't know why but Mr. Coblah always made me play left forward, which was weird since I never thought I was good at forward, but I am actually not as bad as I thought. Overall, squad soccer was really fun I got so much better this year.
After a whole term of working hard and trying to do my best in all my subjects, the first trimester of the school year was over, and I was happy for two main reason. The first reason is because the first trimester is over and only two more to go until spring vacation, which is still a lot but there are less school days after the first trimester than the beginning of school. The second reason I was happy it was over is because I was close to not getting honors, which was bad since my goal for the school year was to get honors every single trimester, and so far I have gotten honors all year long. I remember a couple day before the last term that I did poorly on a test, and it was the test that almost made me lose honors. Ever since that day, it had been my lowest grade on a test From getting that grade, I learned that I should ask for help more often because I did not really understand the material on the the test so I learned that it is absolutely essential you seek out help when you need it. One thing I will never forget from the first term was Windsor Mountain. This trip was really fun for me. I got to try new things I have never done before and I made new friends, and became better friends with old friends. I will never forget my time there. During the first trimester, I was pressured to get good grades because of applying out and I was also practicing with my SSAT tutor for the dreaded SSAT. Luckily, I was able to make it through all of the pressure and make it out alive after the first term. Thus began the second term.
The second term was the hardest so far. During the winter, I took the SSAT, got home late the whole winter and struggled with math the whole term . On top of all this, I had the musical which took up a lot of my time during the week and on the weekends. The SSAT was dreadful. I hated every minute of taking the test, and it was full of a lot of math problems I had no idea what to do on them. Even with my tutor I still has some difficulty with the math section. The vocabulary and reading section was really easy for me but the math was the more challenging section. At Fenn, I hit a rough patch with math at school because we were learning a lot of new things I had no idea what I was doing. For every other class, I was doing a lot better than I was doing in the first term. I was getting home late, which affected my grades since I had less time to do my homework and go back and check my work, and I had to get to bed as soon as possible because every single day of the week I have to get to Fenn by 7:45. Overall, the second term was hectic for me. Even worse was that I had to study for Mid-Term Exams, and I get stressed out easily so I always feel I won't have enough time to study, and since I got home late during the winter, the week before exams was extremely stressful.
For sports I did squash, with a bunch of kids in 8th grade. Squash was really fun, but on thursdays, we would stay at Fenn till six thirty, go to squash, and then get home at around 10'o clock, and get to bed at 11 if I could not finish my homework, and wake up at six the next day. For arts, I was in the Fenn Nashoba Musical “Working”. To be honest, I did not like the choice of the play but it was still fun to be apart of the musical. I only had a monologue and a few lines, but I had to memorize 3 songs. It wasn't that bad memorizing all theses lines but it was time consuming to remember my lines. After all of this was over, it was time for winter break, and I was ready to get to weeks off.
After coming back from Winter vacation it was time for the third and final term, and I was happy it was the last term, yet sad since some of my friends are leaving Fenn. The third term was also my favorite time of the year. It was starting to get warm outside, and all the birds were returning, and the sun set later in the day. During the winter, I would wake up in the dark and get home when it's dark, but now I wake up when the sun is partially out and get home when there is still light outside. Now when I go outside I get hear the birds chirping and I see deer in my back yard, but during the winter all I saw was snow and all I heard was people shoveling there driveways and cars plowing snow to the side of the road. I'm glad spring is back. I took cartooning for arts this term, which aloud me to make fun of Chris Christie. I drew many double chins, and to make him look fatter, I put his shoulders up higher so it looks like his double chins are hanging over the top of his tie. I put a speech bubble and I made him say “When you see a problem, fix it”, which is a quote by Chris Chirstie himself.
My sport this term was track and field. I was not the best at it, but it was still really fun to take part in the track meets. My events were shot-put and the 400 meter run, which is just one lap around the track. Mr. Duane liked to call it the death race because it is not a sprint and its not a job so it's up to you to find the right pace for you. During the track season, the biggest track meet, the Hillside Jamboree, was canceled since the hosts thought it would rain all day but it actually turned out to be a great day. It was a shame that they ended canceling it because I really wanted to go. Academically, I did fine this term, and I did better than I have ever did before. This was a great term for me. I don't know why, but I always do best on my last term.
This time year also brings exams. We all need to study for five different exams, and all of them are always kinda tough and they always seem to have this one question that is completely crazy, and I don't even come close to getting the right answer. In general, I hate exams and some of my teachers also hate giving the exams. The only exam I actually like is the English exam because we get time to start on our essay, so we can make it how it is, and we don't need to write something this long in an hour and forty five minters or so. I would rather do a big project at the end of the year that counts for a huge grade. For science we could do a large lab, and for English, we could have to finish our Epic poem or something like that. I would rather do a big project than study for exams.
This eight grade year was really a blessing for me. I got to do so much more that I thought I could like run a workshop during cultural arts day. I will always remember Windsor Mountain, all of my sports teams, teachers, class mates, exams, the Christmas Carol and how Mr. Obeng was the fox in what does the fox say, always talking with Ceaser and some of the maintenance people, running for president with Lucas, Working, I never saw another butterfly, a cappella, being in Mr. Thompson's sushi making class, graffiti and so much more. I have had a great time this year, and I am looking forward for next year. I want to take this time to thank my teachers for teaching me and helping me when I needed it. I hope you all have a great summer and I wish you good luck at you new schools. Have a grea summer!