Saturday, March 23, 2019
A Class Called Peer Listening :: Personal Narrative Education Essays
A Class Called Peer comprehendWalking into a bod called Peer Listening can sure enough give a high school student a grotesque impression. It was my senior year of high school and all I treasured to do was take easy classes to finish off the year, and thats all I had heard about this class, no homework, its easy, a blow off class, so naturally it seemed to be the perfect class. Mr. Bihl I had known for a year and I found him to be a genuinely interesting, brain person. I walked in the classroom and took the nearest seat to the window status of the room and waited to see who else was in my class. Bill walked in the door, he was a hockey player, jock and all more or less high achiever. Then came Lauren who was in the same crowd as Bill, but with those who aliked to live a little more dangerously. Many of them have been into drugs in the past. Next Michelle, who I have heard a lot of rumors about, she is only sixteen and reinforcement with her boyfriend in their own apartment. After a minute or two, another kid named Bill strode through the door, he was an all around guy, he could fit into a group of people and manage to think about them. Just as the bell rang, a girl named Nicole sat in the seat next to me. No one liked Nicole and I neer really understood why. There were others that had come in, but most I didnt know. Once the bell had rung and I knew that none of my good friends were passing game to be in the class, the wave of dread washed over me. A whole semester of people I hardly knew. What a way to run my senior year of high schoolOnce the class had started, there were only seventeen people. It was a very small class, compared to the rest of my classes, which go past thirty students. The classroom itself was located just inside the main mansion leading to the entrance of the school. Room number 205. Inside, the classroom looked just like every other classroom in Clarkston High School, gray industrial carpeting speckled with burgundy, forest green, and an array of other colors. The walls were cinderblocks painted a hideous shade of off white, and lacked decorations. A gray Formica return top lined one side of the classroom, complete with cabinets above and below.
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