High School

• by Ethan Shriner
• 4 years ago

After reading this poem, it is telling people that high school is more challenging than many people think it is. Many people think that high school should be the best four years of your life, but this poem is showing people that that's not always the case.

• by Ben Kehr
• 4 years ago

This poem reminds me when I was driving with my brother into the highschool and thinking how the next 4 years of highschool is going to turn out to be. Now that I'm half way through a lot of the pressure is self made by yourself.

• by Amber
• 4 years ago

The poem "High School" feels like it's talking about my story. It's about school, friend, and homework, so I like this poem very much.

• by Kerry
• 4 years ago

After reading this poem, I feel connected to the author. When I walked into school the first day, I felt nervous and did not dare look at the seniors, but fortunately I already knew some people in the school. I felt less nervous and turned to be active to talk to others. Even though there were a lot of work and activities for me to accomplish and plenty of challenges and pressure I have to go through, with my friends help I was brave enough to go through it.

• by Mark Ma
• 4 years ago

The poem is really touched me. It describes life in high school. There is a test every day and new things to learn every day. Many students feel stressed. The stress will be bigger when we get into work, so we should hold the time now and enjoy it.

• by Alice Nguyen
• 4 years ago

When I heard this poem, it makes me think about the four high school years. For now, I am a freshman and don't really know anything about high school, but the poem just shared exactly about my life.

• by Sarah G
• 4 years ago

This poem made me think that everything happening in the school around us is a test. We should do the best we can to pass through those tests and face the challenges we will meet. Also, friends are very important to us; they will support us when we need them.

• by Donny Truong
• 4 years ago

People keep saying school years are going to be the best years of your life, but to me, they feel like torture. My bell alarm haunts me and sounds like an ambulance alarm.

• by Ethan
• 4 years ago

This poem makes me realize that I'm not the only guy who doesn't like the school. Friends are the most important part of education because you will forget a lot of school materials but your friend will always be with you.

• by Riné Koen, South Africa
• 10 years ago

The beeping of my alarm clock sounded like a countdown to my first day of High School which was only two exciting hours away.
I developed mixed emotions as I started to think about the chain of events for a grade eight student : Orientation,"Mudpool","sottekonsert" and the blazer ceremony.
During orientation the grade eights had to wear their clothes inside out and dress like babies, fishermen and clowns. At the "Sottesokkie" the grade eights had to dress like old age people. After the mudpool I was very excited for the upcoming blazer ceremony. Unfortunately the blazer ceremony was being postponed because of unacceptable behavior of certain students in our class. It felt unfair against the children-including me, who behave themselves. Although, me and my friends said that the blazer ceremony was being postponed because of the blazers that did not arrive from the provider.
After these events everything turned back to normal and I decided to not participate in sport in order to give my full attention to my schoolwork and to receive good academic points. Gradually as time passed by I fell into the new routine of High School and got to know the teachers better.
I did not think that I would ever say this, but : I don not miss the Primary School anymore. The first term of High School was a lot more fun than I thought it would be.
I love being a Hennie.

• by Cindy Salinas, Whittier CA
• 10 years ago

This poem made me realize that I don't need a guy in my life to make me happy, all I need is my friends. Friends are so important to us because they help you with things that you don't see coming your way.