School Story:
My favorite memory that i can remeber is 9th grade year. I was put in the wrong English class-Ms. Tullos (?) I think was her name. I stayed there even though I knew I was suppose to be in Honors. She sent me to this room near the end of the year and told me to do whatever they told me to. I did what I was told. In that room were quite a few Honors students and my friends. I wrote my paper and turned it in. At the 9th grade awards ceremony my name was called for top prize in the English class or something like that. I had won the essay report prize. My teacher came running down to me. I had no idea what it was about but she was VERY happy. The HONORS teacher, from what i understand, was not so happy. She couldn't believe her "Cream of the crop" students had been beaten by a regular student. Neither could I.
