7th Grade reflection
The 7th grade was a doozy. I got more work, work got harder, and I was confused about life. The 7th grade was one of my greatest challenges. Band, Spanish, and English were difficult along with others at times.
I needed to have a class that I needed to study and practice for to get results. That class for me was Spanish. Spanish was a class I constantly got frustrated in and had to study for. I have a mind that is built for math and science. I HATE language arts and other things along those lines. In 7th grade, I was doing 8th grade reading. I loved my other classes though because they were all either easy like social studies and audio/visual content or fun like math, science, band, and principles of audio/visual content. Another thing about 7th grade I experienced was kids being kids which means kids being annoying. I don’t like people who are disruptive and lack discipline.
Extracurricular activities are fun and help with practice. While in 7th grade I was in chess club, card games club, LOTC drill team, band, ACE, and encounters (optional) tutorials. The chess club was fun because I love strategy games. I like card game clubs because I am addicted to turn-based strategy card games. I enjoyed the band because the sound of a symphony playing was so nice and therapeutic. I did not like ACE because it was made for elementary schoolers and I thought it was boring. Encounters were alright because I could listen to music and just work. LOTC was confusing, but I loved the marching and discipline parts of it. Also, I was good at LOTC. I was the commander (the highest rank I could achieve), but I did not like the other kids who did not care about LOTC and just wanted to be with their friends and disrupt practice. The worst part is that I am responsible for teaching and leading these kids.
I have grown this year because I used to have outbursts in class, but I don’t do that anymore. Also, I have realized what I did not like about myself and how to change them. The 7th grade was an experience that showed me that I needed to live life and have a childhood before growing up. Right now I feel like I’m a 72-year-old man in a boy’s body.
The Life of Me
By Easton Crockett-Wait/February 26, 2024
I am from the Charmander plush on my bed
From Minnesota and Texas
I am from crazy people
And from “abadabada Wayne”
I am from my thinking tree
Whose branches help me think
I am from L.O.T.C.
And Country music
I am from Laurie and Brenda
And from potato wedges and pudding pie
I am from those moments when I am binging Pokémon