As long as I can remember, the 1st International School of Ostrava was an integral part of my life. To put my “story” into some context, I must start at the beginning. My dad and mum met in the USA, and some time later, I was born in the Czech Republic. When I was a few months old, we moved to Australia, my Dad’s country, and we stayed there until I was around seven. At age seven, we left everything behind and moved here, to Ostrava, to be with the Czech side of the family. Eventually, my Dad met Mr. Petrus and Mr. Gray and he joined the school.
I have been at the school since third grade. That’s close to like 9 years or something crazy like that! Over time, I have been witness to how the school has evolved, and to the strides that it has made. I have had the privilege to grow up in an alternative, multicultural environment with students and teachers from all over the world.
When I entered the IB DP programme, I was just another teenager with little to say of any actual substance (though that still might not have changed). Now, one and a quarter years in, I have adopted a completely divergent mindset. I am currently applying to some of the world’s most prestigious universities, where I hope to further my high-school education. None of this would, however, be possible without my Dad, who is both my English teacher and the IB coordinator, for he was the one who, unbeknownst to him I believe, inspired me to work harder than I have ever worked in my life. Shoutout to all of the other teachers who have offered me incredible support to help harness my growth. I hope they don’t get too annoyed when I go talk to them, five times a week, about any recent assignments.
This school will accept you for who you are. I am lucky to have met all of the people that I have thanks to this school, and I thank you all for being part of my life and for putting up with me.