Reflection
I wrote a poem about one of my dreams. The dream I used was to become a marine biologists. I want to help marine animals because of the high levels of pollution. That profession just attracts my attention because of the animals.
4/17
We went over where to go for testing, what time to be there and what’s to be expected on the test. I’m honestly not nervous about the test I just hate taking long test. I’m just glad because the school year is almost over. Eleventh grade is by far the hardest grade i’ve been. I’ve been told that many times by people who’ve graduated that eleventh grade would be the hardest but then senior would be a breeze. Especially since I’m only supposed to have only two classes for my senior year.
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