As I sat there for two days, I wondered what the house was going to look like, what the neighbors would be like, and how the schools were. I never had to think of these things before. Two days later, my parents came and picked me up. On the way to my new home, my parents explained that it was not like the house we previously lived in. That statement scared me because I did not want to live in a smaller house nor did I want to share a room with either of my sisters.
For some people, their lives may be just starting or they are still on the road to discovery. As for me, my experiences had taught me to learn to appreciate what I have. Additionally, I also learned to not be afraid with facing reality because there will be many setbacks that will happen in our life, but it does not mean we have to drag down ourself to that path instead just be patient and have faith. Like in Jane Kenyon’s poem, where she said to “let evening come” because there is goodness after every darkness. We just have to take a moment, focus on the now, and hold on.
I was actually hit by a car.” But I felt fine, so I asked the paramedic if I could go home. He gave me this baffled look and immediately said “No. We need to take you to the hospital girl.” Once in the hospital, the doctors took X-rays and said I would be fine. I went home feeling very lucky. If you think about it, this could have happened to anyone.
But it seemed like he was not home so I waited for him. An hour later, I called him but he couldn’t answer my call. I was really curious what’s wrong with him. So I decided to ask his neighbor. When I was on my way to his neighbor’s house, I saw him walking.
When I first enter the bus they all are new face. I look around slowly and decide where to seat. I look at their face but none of them’s expression was not welcoming me to seat next to them. When I reached at the middle of the bus I saw a Asian girl who is smiling to me. I felt relieved and seat next to her.
It all started Freshman year of high school, walking into school feeling as if I had to be perfect, I need to act in this way to make friends. Walking into all of my classes and just not talking as much on the first day. I recall walking into advisory and someone recognized me, I was the kid that quit soccer after being hit in the face. I was the kid that walked in a weird way, on his tippy toes, I had a “gay” walk to me. I remember the second day of high school, realizing that someone else recognized me, she went to kindergarten with me and oh my god she was the light in my freshman year high school experience.
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
Even for ten minutes walk I’ll be looking for a taxi. So we kept walking for I didn’t want to look like a tired loser in front of a kid. The sun was bright and a gentle breeze blew from the river side. We had walked quite far away from home now. I looked at watch and it was only ten minutes past eleven, hardly an hour of walk.
It turned out that I didn't need to worry about it. I loved school even the rides on the yellow school bus there every day. I learn new things (even English, not my favourite subject back then) and I made more friends of my age. But there was one incident when I had a fight with a boy who stole a book that my friend lent to me and claiming it was his. I lost as the teachers sided with him (his nose didn't look too good) but I can never forget it.