My First Day Essay

My heart pounded with excitement as well as nervousness. It was the first day of school. Second grade as a matter of fact. My older sister was heading off to middle school and seemed more anxious than I did as she was going to be in a whole new school building and would have to learn how to get around from class to class. That day turned out to be very different for me because it was the day that I met Maya.

After taking the customary first day of school pictures, I walked across the street to the neighbor’s driveway where the school bus was due to pick me up at any moment. As the big yellow tube pulled up, it was very loud and stunk of exhaust. The doors peeled open, and I was relived to see that it was the same bus driver from the previous year. I remembered her to be very nice and always commented on how cute my outfits were. As I walked down the aisle of the bus, I noticed that most seats had already been taken up. I was worried that there would be nowhere for me to sit. That’s when I spied an open seat that ended up not be totally unoccupied. As

We both couldn’t wait for recess so that we could talk to each other more, and by the end of that first day of second grade, we had pretty much decided that we were going to be the best of friends. That was our greatest adventure. We were two girls that had total opposite perceptions of each other upon first eye contact that first day on the school bus. We had not said a word to each other, but had formed different opinions in our minds of what we thought of each other. Had we not ended up in the same class sitting next to each other kept us from ever getting to know one another? I certainly would not want to turn back time to find out because Maya was truly one of the nicest, sweetest friends I have ever had. I will never forget the day her father told my father that we were like two peas in a