Oregon Middle School

81 adults work here.

We may not look like you…

We may not sound like you…

We may not live in the same neighborhood…

But we were all teenagers once.

And, we may have had experiences similar to yours.

The following statements were

submitted by your teachers and staff.

They are all true.

I cried myself to sleep for all of 7th grade,

knowing I would be

made fun of the next day.

7th grade was the hardest

year of school for me.

I felt all alone.

I had glasses, a bad perm, braces and didn’t dress well. I definitely was NOT in the in-crowd

My family had no extra money and I was never able to buy clothes like my friends had. I realized there were worse things to have to worry about.

All I wanted to do in Middle School

was fit in and have friends. I was

never really myself until college.

A lot of teachers compared me to my

older brother who was artistic, quiet and

brilliant. It made me feel like I was a disappointment.

I have scoliosis and had to wear

a large back brace in 8th

grade. It looked scary and

nobody wanted to sit by me at

lunch.

In 7th grade my only friend spent an hour helping me to pull gum that a bully had stuck in my hair

I had something written about me-

including my name- on the

bathroom wall.

It was tough to have my Mom as

my 8th grade English teacher- we got through it and I

still love to read and write.

I was worried people would find out what was really going on at home so I tried to be invisible.

I was kicked out of 7th grade for behavior and had to go to school at the public library for 3 months. No friends, no gym class.

I was scared to death that a teacher was going to call on me- it effected my learning.

A “friend” told a group of boys that I was extremely ticklish and they

proceeded to tickle me at lunch until I

peed my pants

I could never keep track of which friend was mad at

which friend. It changed

daily.

My Dad drank a lot and my Mom and Dad were always

fighting.

In 7th grade, I felt ugly,

awkward and invisible. It was difficult to make

new friends.

We had a lot of drama between

friends. Girls were always

gossiping and backstabbing each other.

My parents skipped my

school activities to

drink.

I was diagnosed with

depression

I had 28 detentions in 7th

grade but my parents only

knew about 1 of them

I was pretty invisible until a boy asked me out. Everyone was talking about it the next day and it was

embarrassing.

I experienced more stress and anxiety

during my 8th grade year than any other time in my life. I felt utterly alone, with

no voice

Everyone knew me by my voice

My parents were going through a

divorce when I was in 8th grade.

Middle school seemed like a blur

to me, as I look back on it. Avoid

adding unnecessary stress to it!

I never fit into my middle school

because it was really small and I wasn’t born in the town.

The best teachers I’ve had were middle school

teachers. I’m glad my parents always expected me to do

my best work.

I was teased a lot for looking different than the other kids.

We had very little money for heat in the winter or for food

on the table.  

For Christmas we'd get socks that didn't have

holes and a box of cereal. 

I was considered popular in Middle

School but nobody invited me to do

anything with them.

I was teased about my hair.

I found success in my exploratory classes, and it

made school fun!

Even though I was considered "cool"

in school, I still struggled with my

self-esteem.

My locker was always

messy

In middle school, we had a guest speaker who asked who the most famous black baseball player was, I raised my hand, and volunteered Joe Namath... and everyone in the room laughed at me and I wanted to cry.

I remember when I got a computer tech kit for

Christmas. I brought it to school to show my math

teacher. He asked to share it with the other hours. He

dropped it on the floor, and laughed about it. He never

said he was sorry.

A group of girls hated me in 7th grade. One day they followed

me around the playground and called me names. One girl spit

in my hair. I hated going to school.

So, even if you feel like you are alone

and no one understands...

…someone probably does.

81 adults

Seek us out.

Here to help. Here to

listen.