While I was getting ready, was kinda excited to be in the sixth grade. I was finally in middle school. However, I was also extremely scared. I was thinking about how my classes would go? Are my teachers nice?
I was then upset to see that there were no mountains around. After unpacking all of our stuff my dad took us to see the restaurant. The restaurant was really nice and super close to our new home. The next day we were out searching for a school to go to but we first checked online and then went to the closest one. When we got there the staff was super welcoming and everything but then again I was not ready to start school.
The words which filled my head when my parents gave me the news that our family was moving. It was the end of my seventh-grade school year, 2014. On the afternoon of that hectic day, I sat on my bed crying as I thought about all the possibilities of what could happen to me. Would I have any friends? Would I be a different person?
Normally when my parents told me that we were moving again I’d be a little upset. Moving meant I had to say goodbye to all of my friends. I would have to go to a new school and make new friends. However when my parents told me that we were moving to Canada I was shocked. Not only was I going to move away from my home, but I was also going to a new country.
“Maria called to talk to you today my mom said when I just walked into the house. “Maria who” I asked my mom, “Do you not remember her, my aunt that lives in Massachusetts.” Explained my mom “Oh yeah! What did she say” I ask, “She said that you got the babysitting job!” said my mom. “Yay “ I scream jumping up and downing. “For how long did she say I will get to stay there and when do I leave” I asked “She said she will need help for the whole summer so you will leave right away when school ends” answered mom That summer changed me into a better person.
When I got the news that I was changing schools, I was not ready to leave the school, because I was happy there and had a lot of friends that I'm comfortable with. I wasn't willing to leave all of that behind. I was so adjusted to the school's system, and my grades were good, and everything was fine. I knew deep down why my parents wanted me out of there because the students there have a big influence on me, if they skipped class, I skipped class, and the school didn't do much about it, so my parents know if I stayed I'd get affected by the bad students. But still, I didn't want to leave because I valued my friends higher than my education and future, which is a mistake I hope
When I was in elementary I was bullied. When I finally moved to new jersey everything changed. When I walked into school everyone stares at me. A week after I started at a new school the cool kids wanted to hang out with me. I felt really special at my old school no one really liked me.
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
But when I was playing, I didn’t know that my friend hate that I took the toy away, so he bite me. I told my mom that day, my mom realized that I taught my friend in a wrong way, and she taught me that I shouldn’t do that. After that, the teacher didn’t do anything, my mom think she’s a bad teacher, so she let me transfer to the other kindergarten. You can see that I am very glad to help everyone, but I might make them mad when I was a little kid. I turned 3 times school in kindergarten, and it trains me to have a very high adaptability.
Her parents didn’t know we were going out and she didn’t want to tell them because they wouldn’t accept that we were going out. I had to talk to her as friends but nothing else. Sometimes it was easy others I was tempted to give her a hug. The next week had began, I would actually like school more because it was only then when I could hug