As I walked in to my new school on the first day I was completely petrified. I have neverexperienced such a scarier thing than walking into a new school half way through the year and being the new girl. I knew nobody not one person. I felt alone in this big world called Middle School. My first day went okay I mean everybody stared at me ask me for my name and I just was that new quiet girl who didn 't say anything. The hardest part of the day was lunch I sat in the bathroom all alone hearing toilets flush as I was eating my tuna fish sandwich. Most of these things happen in movies but in real life this is what actually happened. But I didn 't mind it was better than sitting next to total strangers who would have probably judged me by my looks, my clothes. my shoes, everything. My favorite part of the day was math this is going to sound confusing but I hate math but I am I think I 'm pretty good at it.As I was walking home from my first day of school I was so thankful to be going home I just wanted to see my dog Luna my cat Ginger and go into my room and hide for hours while I draw whatever came to my mind something cute, something deep, something totally random. As I walked into my front door my mom, dad and my sister all greeted me and ask how my first day was I told them it was perfect although I was lying inside I hated my new school mostly because I knew nobody. After I told them how my day was perfectly fine I ran upstairs to my new room I jumped on my bed that was
My first day in school was horrible. I didn’t know anyone and I knew very little english, words like “may I use the bathroom, Hi, yes, no,and thank you”. The only person that talked to me the first day was the teacher I did not end up not making friends. I cried for 2 months when we first moved here I hated everything I missed my old house, my friends and my school. I was mad at my mom for making us move here and my dad for moving here in the first place.
The day started out normal. I got up and ate breakfast.(It was an egg and bacon sandwich.) Then, Kari told me that I needed to read. So, I went upstairs to get a book. After I found the book that I wanted to read, I went to my room.
Breath was rushing out the kid who wore a Gray and blue uniform, the boy 's hair was black and poked straight up in twisted curls, he had brown eyes that looked like dirt, he was strong and athletic, his name was D’haquille Jones, and I was DhaQuille Jones, staring down at the newly glazed floorboards of John Pickett high school gym. The ref blew the whistle signaling that our time out was over, and all we had was thirteen precious seconds to beat the Valencia high. I jogged onto the court, adrenaline rushing through my body. The ref tossed the ball towards Chris, once he had found the open man he lobbed it over the oncoming defender. Calling for the ball I sprinted around my defender to get open.
Today was going to be my first day of school and I was quite nervous. I knew I wasn’t going to meet any of my friends in Vietnam wasn’t going to be in my school but I hoped for the best. I then walked in class and my teacher introduced me to the whole class.like I just moved from state to a state even though I literally just moved countries. She placed me in seat with a person name “Jake”.
C is for Chisholm My first day of school in Chisholm. I was nervous yet very excited, I had met two of my teachers but the others weren 't there so I was in for a surprise. The teachers were all nice and classes were easy, I had to make more friends since the ones I already had, didn 't have any classes with me but that was fine. I wondered around school not remembering were any of my classes where.
On my first day of school, I was terrified because I knew no English, everyone looked different, and I didn't know anyone. It was very hard to make friends because I didn't understand what they said and I couldn't communicate with them.
I felt a bit nervous, and definitely scared. Mostly because I wondered what people thought of me as, because I’m not like other freshman. And, It was actually better than I expected. The classmates were friendly, they weren’t rude, and they welcomed me with open arms. So I guess I learned a lesson that year, other than just acceptance.
Elie Wiesel’s work, Night, published in 1958, demonstrates the struggles Jewish society and other minorities faced in order to live a life of liberty. I, myself, felt bound and trapped, but not by iron doors, but by words. Even though being open and social can help communication growth, rudeness and unnecessary judgement can hinder one’s ability to be social and make them feel like expressing themselves is not possible. August 21, 2010, as my mother pulled up to the side of Georgetown Middle School, I remember thinking “I hope Mrs. Hope gives me hope.” My blood was pounding from the adrenaline, and my stomach was in knots knowing that in a few moments, I would be taking my first steps into an unusual environment for the next three years.
The entire school had maybe one hundred people. There were only four girls in my entire grade and twenty kids total. Switching from a school that small to a public school with one hundred people just in my grade was a huge adjustment. It was incredibly intimidating at first, however,
On my first day of school I could not find peace at mind, classes seemed stressful and people were not sociable or even friendly in my opinion. The procedures at the Texas school were different and I had the worst time adjusting to it. I could not even find anyone to have a deep conversation about who I am.
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired.
Then I got there and realized it wasn’t that bad. We read books, counted numbers, and learned d 'nealian handwriting. My favorite part of the day was recess. I liked that we were able to go outside and play for a while. Although, I was also a bit hesitant.
I was really scared because I had to start school two weeks after coming here. At first, I thought that it was gonna be easy for me and I also thought that the teachers weren 't going to help me. The first week in school went by really smooth and fast. Once I got into the second week
As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes on the first morning, I thought about how this was not only my first day in a new grade and a new school,
Kindergarten to 8th grade I attended a private school called Holy Family Catholic School. The school was very small along with classes, teachers extremely strict and hallways always quiet, the totally opposite from Dr. Henry A. Wise. My first day of high school I was very nervous I was not used to big classes, endless amount of students in the halls and the loud ruckus. This was an educational challenge for me because it was a totally different learning environment for me that i had to get used to quickly. My studying habits also challenged me through high school because test and quizzes were given out frequently and if you didn't know how to study you probably wouldn’t get a good grade.