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Essay On My Memorable Day In Life

Essay about The Most Memorable Day of My Life

1145 WordsSep 10th, 20125 Pages

Gisela Lopez
Ms. S. Nylander
English 1A
August 26, 2012
The Most Memorable Day of my Life
The most memorable day of my life was, September 4, 1995 in Chicago, IL. It was 6:00 a.m. when my alarm clock woke me up. The first day of high school was finally here. I was excited, but a lot more nervous. I got out of bed, got ready, and then was on my way to the bus stop. All I could think of is the stories I heard about high school being so horrible with all the mean teachers, the hard tests, and of course being a freshman does not help either. The bus ride to the school was only 30 minutes, but it seemed a lot longer. When we finally got there, I was more nervous than ever. The day ahead of me was about to get a lot more…show more content…

Their names were Susan and Alicia. I called them over and I talked with Susan and Alicia. That is when I introduced myself, then they did the same and we began to know more about each other, Susan and Alicia asked me where I was from and I said, “I am from Puerto Rico.” Then I asked Susan and Alicia where they were from and Susan said, “She was from New York” and Alicia said, “She was from Indiana”. After that, we spent the rest of the day together until the class was over. I will always remember that day because I had a chance to meet new friends. In addition, I met the most important friends that I have ever had.
As the school year progressed, I made many more friends that are new and even joined a club. This club was just for members of the football team, the student staff, and the cheerleaders. My friends and I became members because we were the team equipment managers. The name of our club was the dog pound. We had t-shirts and worked all the school events when the football team was involved, such as the home coming game and pep rallies, we had fun all year long. My friends and I were even members of the food service program. We cooked and served meals for different events and for different people in the school all year long. We also had cooking competitions were we won different types of awards and sometimes we were offered scholarships to different cooking schools. My friend Asia and I also joined the JROTC class where we were

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Essay about A Memorable Time in My Life

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My story is about my friend and I who one day came up with an idea to entertain ourselves. To be frank, it wasn't the safest idea. Nor the smartest. But we were at an age where life was at our peril. We hardly ever had any homework and our parents thought we were too innocent to punish us if we came home from school late. So we considered this to be the perfect time for some refreshing fun. I learned a lot from a participation which I initially thought was simply about having a good time. In one sense I did have a good time but it was over roared by a pretty hefty consequence. My overriding regret is substantial and can never be amended. I was relieved slightly with lessons which a real life undertaking like this only could of taught me.…show more content…

We looked at each other. Our faces told their own story. We had both been given huge lift by this. I'd never experienced such an instantaneous feeling of pure energy in my life.The endorphin's were sky high. I'm sure he felt the same way cause if he didn't there was something wrong with him. That's how good it was. We had to do another one by the end of the day. We did and it was equally spectacular. Instead this time of desperately 'boltin it' we were more confident and composed is was more like a fast jog with time left over to swagger out the driveway to the sound of a hot-tempered old woman shouting''get out or I'Il phone the police". My friend and I were both enjoying this as we had never experienced this action packed side of life before. It was like we were emulating the great actors from all the best action movies. Taking on the same inconcievable tasks and against all the odds, some how finding a escape unscathed or undetected. But aside of all the glossy acts of heroism or bravery that these stories provide, a simpler and more down to earth story stood out and illuminated my senses to the wrong I was undertaking. ''The bad,nasty people who steal, hurt, vandalise or TRESSPASS always get in big trouble in the end.'' I learned that when I was five and understood it then. I had ignored the rule and I feared the worst The next week or so

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