Isaiah Morgan

Ms. Jones
English IV-7B
4-2-2015

Reflection
I cant wait for High School were my words in the summer of 2011. Maybe movies like
Grease, High School Musical, and Sky High gave me a twisted, fun thrilled picture of high
school. I imagined high school as a place of nonstop fun and no homework. Unfortunately, after
four years we all know that is far from the truth. High School is a place of growth, patience, and
zero tolerance to the BS. Looking back high school has matured me, changed me, and opens
my eyes to reality.
In 2011, when I became an official Easton Eagle, I could admit I was hyper active and a
jokester. Every day I entered Warren Easton and every corner I turned I was looking for a laugh
or causing laughter. I stayed on my work but I made sure I had fun doing my work. Many cases I
became a source of laughter and trouble in classes. I was blind to the future but open to all my
peers and their ideas. I began to earn a name and teachers were ready for Mr. Morgan to enter
their classroom. Eventually teachers began to try to seize my energetic personality. They couldnt
extinguish this fire; I was at the peak of my high school career. After talking with Ms. Barquet,
my ninth grade English teacher, she somehow cracked my hard head and gave me important
advice. From that point my attitude changed, my look on others changed, my behavior changed.
Making jokes during class, interrupting the lesson and disturbing classmates was not helpful. My
peers joy rose but their grades fell. I notice I was causing them to fail or fog their focus of the
future. So I toke note, change my views, and focus on the goal of earning a diploma. Today is

having a job and a car which both take responsibility to manage. Im close to gradation and that
advice from my ninth grade teacher still floats around in my mind. Without her guidance I may
have been kept back or kicked out, so thanks for that foundation of maturity you planted in me.
Needless to say you need to change to become mature. In school I was a bad student and
of course it carried on to sports. I have been playing football and baseball since the ninth grade.
Over the years I was under the authority of eight coaches. Those eight coaches stayed on my
back for success and responsibility. They gave me task which challenged me physically and
mentally. Before high school I didnt care about rules or paying attention to detail. During
football games or practice you must remain discipline the entire game or give your opponents the
chance for victory. The coaches install a state of discipline in my brain and the will to want more
from myself. Every day was a day for improving that my coaches forced out of me. Most
importantly they held me accountable for studying opposing teams and keeping younger players
focus. If those responsibilities were not met, consequences were enforcing for those who fail
and in some cases several players took the blame for one person. My coaches all have change me
to become a man whom takes reasonability, admit they are wrong, and stay focus on my
objective. After the losing the state championships I can still say I have a victory of being a
young man. Im thankful for their preparation they have given me for the real world.
Ms. Barquet and my coaches guidance came in to play this year. Coming in to my senior
year I had a goal of 3.0 GPA. As we started this school year I was ready and up for the challenge.
Along the road I faced a few bumps but managed to turn them for better. I was able to get a job
to help my mother with school budgets hanging over our head. I began to juggle school, a job,
and sports. Through the second semester my grades remain acceptable but work and football
began to bump heads. My schedule began to interrupt my football practice. Coaches began to

notice my absents at practice. As I would return to practice the status of my position would
change. First to second to third to unknown string. I was last to play and sometimes I wouldnt
play. At this point my grades were slipping. Anger, remorse, and guilt filled my heart. I was mad
at my coaches for dropping me so low and mad I couldnt go to work as much as the summer.
Attitude was lashed out at any one who bothered or tried to help me. My hours were shorter so
money for the budgets was not being delivered. After a month of anger I asked my coach whats
the problem. He told me Im not focus enough on football and spend too much time at work.
That was it, I was ready to quit, give it up, and throw away everything. But I didnt, instead I
alter my schedule to working weekends and work harder during practice. I stayed after school for
tutoring and missed assignments. My budget was being paid, my grades soared, and my reps
went back up. A man does not coward out but he accepts the challenge and conquer his
problems. I realized my coaches create a man and my teacher gave me wisdom to fix my
hardships in life.
High School is a place that will make or break you. It can bring you down between a rock
and a hard place. My high school years have been bumpy but I remain strong and stayed afloat.
High School has taught me to not believe in what the TV show, trust its faked and very sugar
coated. However, I also became a mature young man and know there is a time and place for
everything. As a leader its very important that I show the way to success and not failure. As a
result of high school I know things may not go your way but you can change it for better because
when life only gives you lemons, make lemonade. Never give up on yourself or any others
because some people may need a little more motivation then others. My years at Warren Easton
have taught me to step up to the world, take responsibility, and never back down from any
conflicts.