2017-06-08
【Aiden in English】 The 2016-2017 school year is over. And to be quite honest, it probably was my least favorite so far. Not because of the teachers, but because of its craziness. From removing homeroom to joining NJHS, I can’t say I’ve ever had a year like this. Therefore, lots of things went wrong.
Furthermore, there wasn’t much consistency in my grades either. The first marking period featured an Aiden who, for some reason, struggled in Physical Science. The second marking period was an Aiden who passed it with a ninety-nine percent. The third marking period was an Aiden who demonstrated as a struggling Algebra II student, regardless of the Asian stereotypes. However, another rebound occurred in the fourth marking period with an A+ grade.
This back and forth, the action and reaction scenario of my grade resulted in stressful and casual times. Adding to these shifting grades, I participated in many stressful events. For example, most NJHS volunteers were pulling their hair out during the Basketball Classic, an enormous tradition of Pennbrook. The gifted seminar class sweated over multiple events, some turning out good and others not so good.
However, in the end, I will say the eighth grade was also my favorite year, simply because nothing was ordinary. The year was full of surprises and scary moments, from music to academic issues, I learned to adapt and accept anything thrown in my direction. And I must say, I did have a spectacular set of teachers, even if one did spoil the batch. Most of my classes were interesting, which either meant the teacher or the curriculum was good.
Next year, I’ll be at the high school in the morning, as North Penn is bright enough to cram three enormous middle schools into one building. Yet I am looking forward to that, in which there would be so much more freedom. For now, the high school remains a mystery. A mystery that needs solving, that is.
But in a sense, the eighth grade was all in preparation for the ninth grade. In the eighth grade, nothing mattered. Grades were only to measure effort, not how smart a student was. The eighth grade didn’t care for a ranking system, as it was unnecessary at the time. Yet the better students felt robbed because those taking easier classes received higher grades without breaking a sweat.
Therefore, the ninth grade sounds good. It’ll be a new start with new teachers, which rumors around my school say are really good. There will be a new grade system, GPA, and class ranks. And I understand that it’s probably going to be much more stressful, but I’m looking forward to it.
【红霞译文】
2016—2017学年结束了，说句心里话，也许它算不上我最喜欢的一年，倒不是因为老师不好，而是节奏太过疯狂，从本班教室这头瞬时赶到学校全美初中荣誉生会办公室那头，我敢说自己从来没像初三这么忙活，因而少不了掉链子。
此外，我的考试成绩也不稳定。第一学制的儿歌出于某种原因，对物理课一筹莫展；第二学制的儿歌重整旗鼓，一口气拿下九十九分；第三学制的儿歌横遭高级代数刁难, 甭管世俗偏见亚洲人擅长数学；第四学制的儿歌重新用A+杀个回马枪。
分数上下浮动让人时紧时松，再加上组织学校活动本身心理负荷很大，这也加剧了成绩跌宕起伏。举例来说：一年一度的宾溪篮球比赛盛会让绝大多数参与义工服务的荣誉生会员身心疲惫；还有智优班研讨会学术活动很多，有的容易上手，有的做起来挺伤脑筋。
不过最后我忍不住要说初三又是本人最喜欢的时光，只因每件事都非同寻常，从音乐教育到课业学习有惊喜也有忧虑，我必须学会接受现实。我承认，除了个例以外教我的老师都特别出色，大多数课程学起来非常来劲，一方面源于师资水平高，另一方面课堂内容不乏生动有趣。
明年上午半天我将到高中读书，也就是学区内三所庞大初中会师的地方，我指望在那里更有自由度。眼下高中于我仍是一个未知数，也就是说有待我去揭开神秘面纱。
不过从某种意义上说，初三皆为高一做准备。初三没啥了不起的，成绩只表示用心程度，并不证明是否干练，况且初三并没有排名系统，现阶段尚无必要摆开阵势，因此好学生反倒有种吃亏的感觉，毕竟上简单课程容易拿高分。 这样高一听起来蛮不错的，全新的老师全新的开始，难怪同学之间疯传特别来劲，别样的评分系统、平均成绩点数计算、年级排名，这也许更加紧张，但令我向往。 Today in History(历史上的今天): 2015: Poem─Haiku Skit Script(诗歌─俳句剧本) 2014: Hickory Run SP, PA(宾州山核桃树州立公园) 
Mom Duck and Ducklings @ Windlestrae Park (筐草公园·鸭妈与鸭仔) Crosslinks(相关博文):
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