Personal Narrative Essay: The First Day Of Middle School

I would go to the foster home every day because we would plan our way to our parents house it was in san Francisco and we were in Santa Monica. We would take four buses all the way tour parents house. This was the night we would go to our parents house on December 24 we did this so then if we could meet our parents on Christmas or right before Christmas. We went in the train station with very little money just enough for our tickets and very little food.

Many white collar workers get laid off, and they have everything to offer for a job. People in today society feel as if the blue collar workers had a good education and did everything right bad things would not happen to them. But this is not the case. The last reading is Everything That Rises Must Converge by Flannery O’Connor published in 1965 and was taken from her short story collection. This reading is about a older women and her son riding a bus to go to the Y for classes to get back on the healthy track of life.

How I Gained Independence in Washington DC It’s a Thursday night, and I am just about to finish my packing for my first trip to Washington DC. It’s also my first time being away from my parents for more than a day or two. Right now, I’m in my room, folding clothes into the suitcase...one...two....three pairs of shorts, I said to myself. My mother yelled up saying “dinner is ready!” I stayed upstairs and yelled “I’ll be down in a minute!”

My junior year after we lost in the playoffs we all went in there and cried and for the first time it wasn't the happiest place on earth anymore. At that exact moment it was to us the saddest place. But to me I was sad we lost but I still had another year to play so I wasn't that sad.

The Wanderings of Telly Machus Book 1- Telly was talking to his neighborhood friend, Caly. Caly was worried about high school since today was her first day of high school as a freshman. Telly is a sophomore now and and says to Caly “Your first day can’t go any worse than mine did, so think of it that way”.

When I got on the bus with my sister and her friend, I didn 't know what to expect. The kids younger than me laughed and talked, but we just sat there, quietly waiting for the bus to stop so we could get off. When we got off the bus, I saw the gigantic shadow of the Freedom tower. I stared in awe as the rest of my class walked towards the footprints of the building. When I walked around the footprints of the building on that 8th grade field trip, my life changed.

As the final bell rings everyone scatters out of their classrooms and runs to where they are picked up at the end of the day. For me that spot was the bus stop. When I come to the loop I find myself a shady spot and take a seat with my back resting on a metal beam. I take a look at my phone, like everyone in society these days, and wait for my bus to arrive. Soon my friends come to join me and we laughed and joked about how the day went and which teacher gave the most homework or what couple ended it and made a big scene in the hallway.

My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.

“RING!” the school bell went off, which alarmed Konnor and he got up from his seat and dashed out the door and onto the buses. Konnor is the fifth stop on the bus, but the ride only takes around ten minutes. The bus trekked all the way to his house, then he got off and ran inside,

This is another example of them becoming stronger friends and sharing their love of baseball together. They were on the bus to go camping and “Doug Swieteck started One Thousand Bottles of Beer on the Wall, until Mrs. Baker came down the bus aisle and didn’t need to say anything. She had her arms crossed,”(242). That shows that he still is a little inappropriate, but not like he was before. Then at Danny’s bar Mitzvah, the music started and “Mrs. Sidman had stepped into the ring beside Doug Swieteck-who didn’t look all that happy,”(263).

He considered this to be a symbol of having a higher status. He became a school bus driver for Cleveland ISD, and maintained this job for a while. In 2000, Castro met Lillian a woman almost half his age, but he soon broke it off when they became too close. She questioned as to why his house was kept with padlocks not knowing that Michelle was chained in there. He explained that he broke up with her because he “couldn’t juggle both of them” (Berry and Dejesus 117-127).

Day break and they were at it again, Mrs. Ortner was making her rounds on the bus handing out study material for all competitors for you guessed it, another study session. On the bus, in the airport, on the plain, and on another bus never has a group of high school freshman studied so diligently. After being settled into our hotel and getting a good night’s rest the chapter woke for breakfast only to find hundreds of other students there to compete, this made that nervous tension just a little stronger. The rest of the day was filled with motivational speakers and icebreakers.

There, I had even less friends than at school, so I sat by myself on the bus ride from school to the JCC. One day, I was bored and trying to come up with something to do, when I had the bright idea of telling a story. I gathered the minimal audience of one kindergarten girl my age, and the story began. Even though I could have easily come up with characters of my own, I used David’s instead. Good old Anastasia and Sparky.

"I nodded an okay as I grabbed an apple I was about to take a bite out of it when Lydia shoved me to the door making me drop my apple. "Lydia!" She gave me an innocent look and dragged me to the jeep. I sighed opening the door as Kira scooted over because Lydia was sitting in the front with Stiles. "I should 've let my dad drive me today.

I have a lot of adolescent memories but this one I will always remember. After my freshman year at Faulkner state university I moved back home to stay back with my mom and I attended Bishop State Community College. During that time I didn’t have my own transportation so therefore I had to use my mothers’ car to get to and from school. One day I was running late and not to mention I was not that good of a driver two years ago. I pulled up at school and there wasn’t anywhere to park.