Personal Narrative: My First Day Of Middle School

When My mom decided to move to USA from Pakistan because my dad business was here. I was really sad I didn't want to leave my country because all my friends was there and I was also scared that I would not be able to adjust and adapt to American culture. When I first came here everything felt so different the food, the language, the way people dressed, etc. So when I started going to school here and it was my first day I felt like I did not belong here because I could not speak the language and I thought I would never be able to learn English.

I said to myself, “I was wrong about the USA people.” After all, I got home and rest for two days. I was very afraid to go out not because I don’t like to go out. I do like to go out but I was afraid that people will … at me because I did not know how to speak English.

first time in middle school Has this ever happen to you.in the first day of middle school? Well for my yes. It start off like any normal first day of school.

Donna had texted Shanay and her friend to come home. When they got some Donna had asked where they were. She stalled at first because Tyrone was supposed to come to her house and return the bracelet that she had dropped. Finally she told Donna that she had to go finish homework and she went outside to her porch to wait for Tyrone.

She walked me to class and stayed with me for a few minutes then she had to leave to go to work. I was okay for a little while then I started crying. I did not have my mom around and I did not have my grandmother around. My teacher let me call my mom and my mom told me “I was a big boy, I have to go to school and that everything would be ok, stop crying and that she loved me”.

I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My metro bus ride to school in the morning proved disastrous. Taking the southbound rather than the northbound bus had left me confused while waiting for the return bus and embarrassed while explaining the reason for my late arrival to school. It 's 4:33. Oh man.

At the meet last night, Bella wasn 't feeling well and I kept her home from school today due to symptoms of stomach flu. It 's looking as though she will miss school again tomorrow, so she will also miss practice. If the symptoms subside and she starts to feel better she will be there. She started feeling ill on the bus heading to Jarrell yesterday.

What made me even more nervous, was that us students had no idea where we were headed. Two charter busses were waiting for us, so I reluctantly said goodbye to my family and hopped onto the bus, fully putting my trust in the Lord and trusting in the plan he had for me the rest of the week. After an hour and a half in the bus, we pulled over at a rest stop in Springfield to have breakfast. We were almost done eating and

He then thought she is probably tired and will come to school later, or maybe not come to school the whole day. When quentin walked the hallways he also remembered to look around for Margo, but she was nowhere to be found in school. Quentin then just thought she was ditching for the day, since she is probably very tired. Then the next day came around Quentin still had not seen Margo at school, and then another day went by still no Margo anywhere. Then Margo being gone about a week, her parents with some investigator came to Quentin’s house asking him and her parents information about Margo such as when was the last time you saw her?

So I waited and waited until lunch came. The whole time I sat in class holding my stomach with my head down. I begged my teacher to let me use the phone, but she was told that I wasn’t allowed. Finally lunch was here, and I couldn’t wait to feel better. I was very, very, very thirsty!

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.

Reporter stated yesterday the children were suppose to get off at The Brittany 's Apartments but they got on the bus to go to the grandmother 's home. Reporter stated mom called the school fussing and was suppose to call back to let the school know if they made it to the grandmother 's home. Reporter stated mom did not call back. Reporter stated she had to call mom back at the additional number provided. Mom has several numbers that do not work.

Kameron was interviewed at home (1405 21 St Ave North apt 1 Minneapolis, MN) Kameron is in a 3rd grade in Sheridan Global Art and Communication school. This worker asked Kameron the reason he was missing school. Kameron reported that he missed school due to feeling sick or sometimes will be missing the school bus. He reported that he does not take bus to school and instead his mother takes him to school everyday.

A huge number of kids that are going on to junior Think the won’t be able to survive, most of them are scared to come because they fear that they won’t have enough time between classes, Not opening your locker, and lastly they fear that they will be squashed or pushed by the 8th graders! These are the steps on how to survive middle school. When I came to middle school I was pretty scared to but I survived! The first thing I had trouble with was that I couldn’t get my locker open, every time I tried I couldn’t open it

Freshman year, what an awkward time in my life coming out of middle school with my poor grades I promised myself and my parents I was going to succeed while in high school. Did I though? My grades for sure improved but I still was not putting in as much effort as I should have been. I struggled to be able to communicate with all these new faces and in a completely new school but even outside of school struggled to talk to new people.