I believe
I remember when I was just a little girl, about the age of twelve, when I went to the Bedford Stadium and hundreds of people were scattered in the stands and at half time the announcer started to announce a bunch of girls names. I looked down to see a bunch of girls in long dresses march down the field with what seemed to be prince charming on their arms. After a while they all were down the field and the stadium would get quiet, and then the announcer would scream out a name and everyone would start cheering and the girl would start to cry, get flowers, and her picture taken. I looked at my mom and asked what was going on, she said she was just crowned homecoming queen. I remember saying back “I want to be homecoming queen!”
As the years went by I always noticed the one game where the homecoming queen would be crowned but the idea slipped in the back of my mind, I couldn’t do that. I was just one little girl with a big dream. Once I got into middle school I started to be more social with a lot of different people, Being a people person helped me a lot, making people smile and happy put a smile on my face and I knew if homecoming queen was in my future I would have to start being nice to everyone. Seeing people start to notice me made me glad that I set this goal for myself because I noticed I was changing peoples attitudes with my happiness.
The Essay on Developing Countries People Girls Christians
It is a fact that the world's resources and wealth is unequally distributed. The rich north has 85% of the world's wealth, yet the poor South has three quarters of the world's population. These developing countries in the South need more money to improve the lives of their people, because this inequality is resulting in major problems, for example; One fifth of developing countries' people suffer ...
I am now a sophomore in high school and my life has changed tremendously, I got dumped by a guy I was dating for three years, people I thought would never leave my side did, and I met my best friend of three years. I was an average teenage girl trying to find my place in high school. I wasn’t the strongest until one night I got a text from a girl saying “I need help” This was a girl who I went to elementary school with but never really knew or talked to so I was surprised and didn’t know what to say.
I replied with “is everything okay?” The girl then went into this story about how her ex-boyfriend is going to Bedford’s homecoming with another girl and she doesn’t want to go now, and she returned her dress and needed someone to talk to. I was so surprised she came to me since we never talked before. I told her that it was her homecoming not his and this is a once a year opportunity and she would regret it if she didn’t go. I told her I would hangout with her, and her friends are more important then a boy, and that was the last I spoke to her.
I forgot about the whole situation for awhile until homecoming came around and I started pondering if she ever decided she was going to go. It was the night of the dance and I was pacing around looking for someone I knew and in the corner of my eye I saw her. She was dancing with her friends and having a great time so I went up and tapped her on the shoulder and gave her a hug. She looked stunning and her smile was as bright as the night stars. I walked away and she went back to dancing and smiling the night away. I was delighted for her.
The next morning I got a text saying, “Thank you so much Emma for convincing me to go because if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have gone, and I had a blast and feel stupid for saying I wasn’t going to go.” My face lit up like a light bulb and I couldn’t stop smiling. To know I made a huge impact on her life at the moment. After that I knew being positive about being nice to people, and making an effort to people I didn’t talk to really paid off. Her and I began to be better friends and she always texts me with all her problems because she knows I will always be there for her.
The Essay on High School Girls
1. In my High School, the experience was somewhat different. In the article it says that the boys stared at the girls passing and rated the different parts of their body from one to ten. In my high school days, the boys striped us with their eyes and we felt that they can see inside our clothes. They also made lewd comments. 2. We felt harassed and humiliated and degraded as Rachel and her friends ...
I am now nearing the end of my sophomore year in high school and I would say I am a changed person. Winning homecoming queen senior year would be nice, but it would never compare to the happiness I get when I’m helping someone who feels like they can turn to me. Happiness in high school isn’t about how many friends you have and how popular you are, but the amount of people’s lives you touch by your good heart and personality. I believe that walking around with a smile on your face and being true to yourself is more rewarding than a crown ever could be.
