Page 1… Mom woke me up and said; “We must leave the burrow now! Grab a change of your clothes and one thing that is very important to you!” Page 2… I grab my favorite shirt and my blanket that was given to me when I was born. I ask Mom; “ Why do we have to leave the burrow?” Mom responds with; “We’re not welcome in the platypus community anymore. We have different beliefs than all the others.” Page 3… My mom, brother, and I leave the burrow and start our journey to find a place where we are welcome. Page 4… Our journey is very long. We’ve been walking for days and it feels like we have gotten no where. I ask my mom where were even walking to. “Where are we walking so far to?” “I’ve decided that we will be going to Birdland. Others have told me that they …show more content…
One bird asked us if we needed a place to stay. Mom almost started crying she was so happy. Page 8… After about a week, we are all settled in at the bird who offered us to stay with him. He was very welcoming and told us his name was John. Page 9… Later that day, Mom said the one thing I was hoping she wouldn’t. “Tomorrow, you will have to start at a new school.” I was really not looking forward to the next morning. Page 10… When Mom woke me up in the morning, I wanted to cry. I so did not want to go to school. I was so scared to start at a new school where I knew no one. Page 11… When I get to school, I am greeted by the principal. She says; “Hi! You must be our new student, Mikey.” Page 12… The principal walks me to my classroom and says; “Hello students. We have a new student here with us today named Mikey. Can all of you be nice to him and make him feel welcome?” The student reply with; “Yes Ms. Bird.” Page 13… My teacher, Mrs. Tweety tells me to sit next to a student named Jennifer. When I sit down, she moves away from me. When Mother said that everyone is excepting here, she might of just meant the
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Chapter One Sebastian closed his eyes and exhaled heavily as he stood in front of the window. A large crowd had gathered, all waving signs and banners with pure hatred in their eyes. Threats poured out of their open mouths while they glared at the house where Remington, Sebastian and Emerson currently resided. “They’re still there,” Sebastian muttered. All he wanted was a normal and peaceful life, or at least as much of a normal life as he could get while touring around the world but his life had crashed down around him.
My novel choice is “The brave New world” by Aldous Huxley, I chose this novel because my teacher recommended me to try it. The title of the book “ brave new world” kind of catches my attention, first of all because the title have a very specific meaning I guess related to the story. I did actually notice some hint about the story, the cover page look very creepy and and have identical babies in tubes. From that, I’m hoping that is it what I’m thinking of which is: a bloody, human trafficking novel.
School began and I absolutely hated it. The teacher was awful and- Grandkid #1: Wait aren't you supposed to tell us that school is great and well love it and it’s the best time of our lives? Scout: Shut up and let me finish me gosh dang story! Scene 6: Miss Caroline:
“Alright, you guys have run the course before. You 've all trained hard throughout the whole month for this. For many of you, this will be your last race this season, so make it count!” Coach Guzmán announced during a whole team huddle behind the Sports Pavilion and next to the track at Tustin High School. This was the day before the race, the Empire League Finals, which determines which schools will move on to the CIF Southern Section Preliminaries, the Cross Country equivalent of the quarterfinals in other sports.
A Stolen Sibling The words of my book looked as if they were sliding slowly of the pages, the teacher called out “Just a couple more minutes.” How long could that be? I just couldn’t handle it. Finally, that high pitched elementary school bell rang after a whole painful two minutes.
On a hot September morning, middle school students from all over Sherwood attended their first day at SMS. A small percent of these students were new to the school, extracted from their recognized and comfortable previous middle school, Laurel Ridge. How did these students persevere? Let us focus on one former Laurel Ridge student’s day. Ryann Miller began her day in the cafeteria searching for a familiar face in the crowd of unfamiliar faces.
Standing at the board, was a substitute. Everyone was shocked. As we finally settled down the teacher welcoming exclaimed to us, "Good morning first grader's! Mrs. Doll will not be here today. " Everyone was sad that Mrs. Doll wouldn't be at school, but there was nothing we could do about it.
she chirped, flicking her head off to one side. “I’m glad you 're enjoying the class lecture today.” “Yeah, me too,” I mumbled and heard the surfacing sounds of murmured laughter. Ms. Stweed had appeared a lot more friendly to me recently, smiling at me more, flourishing me with unnecessary positive praise, making frequent checks on me during class. I wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or bad thing, but for now, at least, I wasn’t receiving any detention threats.
It was a warm and sunny morning during August, it was only the first week of school at McDole Elementary, I was in 1st grade. Mrs.Olma my teacher was walking us back from a bathroom break. Eventually when we were in the classroom she told us to sit down because she had something very important to say to the whole class. She made sure everyone in the classroom was paying attention to her. "There is supposed to be a fire drill today about now," Mrs.Olma explained.
Everything was black until my rude awakening. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock shrieking like no tomorrow. I throw myself out of my bed trying not to fall back asleep. I think to myself, Great, another day of school, and that was my first thought, the first thing I thought about the day, but what I would be thinking later would be much worse. Tomorrow I have my first geometry unit and next week I would be having my first geometry quiz.
On yesterday, I did not have a substitute for my class. So, Thea Johnson was asked to watch my class. As Thea walked through my class, I began thanking her. She mentioned jokingly, “She haven’t had her medicine, and she didn’t want to be bothered.” She told me I had to do something about by “crazy students” and I better have some work.
The dark sky, filled with angry clouds. Just when I thought this day couldn’t get any worse, daddy walks into my room with a letter that has my name on it. “It’s from the SS Margot, we have to leave as soon as possible,” said daddy. When daddy leaves I jump out of bed and put together a suitcase.
The protagonist in this story is Jim Hawkins, who is twelve or thirteen years old. On the beginning, he lives with his parents in a inn. He can be very courageous, like when he was gone back to the ship, when they were in Treasure Island. [quote: chapter 27, Pieces of Eight, page 250]: “I went below and did what I could for my wound; it pained me a good deal and still bled freely, but it was neither deep nor dangerous, nor did it greatly gall me when I used my arm. Then I looked around me, and as the ship was now, in a sense, my own, I began to think of clearing it from its last passenger—the dead man, O’Brien.
Part 1 Grades six through eight were full of learning new things and transitioning from a child to and young adult. If my memory serves me right, my first day of school was a frightening experience. This experience was made even more complicated since my sister and I were not on the school record. My first day of middle school was the most stressful first day I’ve had yet. Shortly after the chaos ended I could settle into my new school.