But this day was different my mom took me out to eat dinner when we usually went home and made dinner together, I even remember where we went we ended up going all the way to denver to go to my favorite restaurant Maggiano's. When we got there we talked about a lot of stuff but the one thing that stuck out to me was when she said that i'm moving schools. I was really mad and disappointed when my mom had said that I was moving schools, but when she told me about all of the fun activities that I could do it made me feel a little better than I did when she first had told me that I was moving. My mom also told me that there was no uniforms then I was really happy about moving but still I was sad. The next day my mom picked me up early from school so that we can go and tour my soon to be school.
I was working on that when the students started walking into the classroom. I remember getting some confused looks as they saw me and realized that I was not anyone they knew. After the teacher had introduced me to the class I spent the rest of the day getting used to the new class and met several new kids. It took a while, but soon I felt comfortable talking to the other kids and made many new friends. I remember going home that day and telling my mom all about my first day at my new school.
On the first day of school it was only freshman. We got a tour of the school and it felt like a maze. My locker is on the top floor and a lot of my classes were at the bottom. It was hard for me to remember my combo. After the first day the other students came.
In fact, I started to dread going to school the next day because I felt like an outsider. It wasn’t until the first semester was almost over that I started to feel like I was beginning to fit in. I started hanging out with people, enjoying lunch, and loving school again. And why? All because I didn’t feel like an outsider anymore.
And he was asking his mother why he couldn’t go but that’s the only school he wanted to go to. The reason I say this challenged my thinking is because it limit kids when they same they can’t go to this school or that’s school. Kids want to go to school they are happy at and if the little boy went to school in his district he wouldn’t be successful. Because he wouldn’t have the drive to go every day to be successful. The thing that surprised me was that the president of the school system stated that he send his five year old daughter on a bus to go to school a hour away from the house.
So I enrolled in a school, it was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life but it was not. At the beginning of school year, I did not have any friends and to make it worse, I got bullied. They bullied me on how I dressed especially my accent. Females even males were picking a fight with me. I wanted to tell my mom but I did not want her to worry.
It was strange for me because, I came from a private school that had only thirteen kids per class room, so all around there were only about one hundred thirty kids that attended that private school this was going to be a huge change for. As I was wondering around the campus I felt so lost, felt like a stray dog trying to find its way other people were laughing and talking to one another maybe it because most of them came from the same middle school .It was hard for me to adjust all my friends were back home in New Mexico and not even my parents were with me on this eventful day they had to stay behind to pack out stuff into boxes .I had to come to California sooner because school started much early than back home. Fourtunely I had two uncles who lives in Sacramento, so they made the moving transaction a little smother.
I finally came to terms that I had to attend that school no matter what. I anticipated that it would be fairly easy to make friends because all the other kids were experiencing a big change as well. However, on the first day of school, I only made a few acquaintances. I felt very disappointed in myself and told myself that tomorrow will be a better day. As a result, I began to socialize more and I had the best friend group anyone could ask for.
Going from a one story school to a two story school was hard, having to look down every five seconds to make sure I was on the right hall, or if I was suppose to be upstairs or downstairs. Bumping into people while looking down and asking multiple people for direction even though I was shy. Giving five minutes after each class to get to the other, walking into a classroom on my first day people staring and observing. Moving to a different town is not about the new house, it is about adapting to a new environment. Moving away from family and friends can be a tough thing to do.
They would also not want to pay attention in class. People that think that we should have school later think that this will help them but it will actually not because if you are in a sport you will get home later and have to do all their homework in the morning and rush and probably not get as good of grades as they usually