The first day of middle school is also the first day I have ever rode the bus. I don 't really like riding the bus because it 's loud, the bus smells weird, and it 's way too crowded. OI got lost the first time trying to find my bus. I walked around for like five minutes trying to find bus number nine. Luckily my friend Mackenzie told me which bus to ride that would take me to the same place.
The dreaded wall it petrifies others makes them not want to go outside for recess or show up to school that day or the next day. I was once one of those kids who were scared to go outside for recess or show up to school the next day numerous times. I was nervous the first day I got sent to the wall I ran away from all the teachers so they couldn't find me at all, but they ended up finding me in the middle of the tubes which sucked. They almost considered detention or sending me down to my mom’s room to tell her what I did which was bad for because that meant a place where I didn't want to go to. First grade was the year I got sent to the wall and ran away.
In my gut i knew i hadn 't done enough but i had enough of letting people walk all over me. He wasn 't the first but he sure as hell was going to be the last. I knew that if i didn 't teach him a lesson that he would do this same thing again to another girl and that 's not fair. So i did what i do best climbed out my window and took my step dad 's car because my mom started sleeping with the keys in her room and went to jason 's house. I knew his parents weren 't going to be home he told me all the time about how they worked nights to take care of his little brothers during the day, i also knew that his brothers were at their grand mothers house like every friday so he was home alone.
It was such a terrible day. My sister and I went to school at 7:20 am, then we going to cafeteria to pick up a schedule. We do not know where is cafeteria at or anything, we just following people walking. In school, I meet new schools, new people from a different country and gather in America, and everything new to me. I feel very strange and it not belongs to me.
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
I am thriving in school, and even though I don't enjoy coming to school as much as i enjoyed waking up at 11:00am, starting school after lunch, and finishing around three, all while still wearing my pajamas. I know it was the right choice. I am having a great time having feedback from teachers instead of just getting test grades and an unexplained “A-” on my end of the year portfolio. Being surrounded by people, Even if i don't necessarily like them has shown itself to be an extremely good thing in my life. Learning how to feel frustrated but still be kind, and how to work effectively in a group.
At the time I had no doubt that school was not worth the effort, I mean I would get straight A’s without even lifting a finger. Around the time I was 10 my daily routine consisted of going to school, coming home to do homework and spending time with my family. Every day when I would get home I was greeted by the chatter of the T.V. In the living room sits my mom and my dad, greeting me as I walk through
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.
I was scared to go to school because I didn't want her to get mad at me again. She still weeks later asks my friend to do things in front of me purposely leaving me out. It is awkward and uncomfortable. This girl still goes out of her way to make sure I am left out of
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.