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.
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.
One Saturday afternoon I planned to leave work early to pick up my daughter from school, so she could get ready for her homecoming dance. I got held up in a meeting at work and did not leave on time. I wanted to please my coworkers, so I stayed for the entire meeting. As I was running out the door, a coworker stopped me to ask me a few questions she had about cutting hair. I decided to help her because I wanted to please her also.
1. A study by the university of Pennsylvania State found that, “using public restrooms on a university campus indicated that 61% of women observed washed their hands with soap” (Johnson) (expert) 2. Don’t was their hands before making a meal infecting the food with any bacteria present on their hands. TRANSITION: Now that we have looked in to some of the groups of people that don’t wash their hands you might still be think okay they don’t wash their hands big deal.
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”.
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.
We were wondering what happened, then our teacher found out a famous film personality was kidnapped and hence there were protests everywhere demanding that their favorite star must be rescued as soon as possible. Due to the extensive protests we were let off home. As I travelled home with my parents we could see policemen around trying to control the protestors and assuring them that their favorite will be rescued soon, stones were pelted, and effigies were being burnt. This incident made me remember the first day of middle school till today.
It all started when I was twelve, I was walking to school and I had got into a fight with another kid. It was neither of us had won, It was stopped before anyone else got hurt, we were sent to the office after the fight ended. When my mum and dad came to the school i was picked up and taken home and I was grounded for the rest of the year then I later when I got a bit older we moved to Oklahoma and I was walking to the junior high building to turn in a slip of paper saying I won't fight people, just so they would let me even attend the school. So one day I choose to ride my bike and help this cute little girl.
While in between classes I went to the vending machine to fix my hunger I was really craving a bag of chips at the cost of $1.25 I didn't have any change so I put in $2. After getting the bag of chip, seeing the I left the change in the vending machine for the next person use. Later that day, while in class I noticed one of my classmates got a haircut recently and I told him I like his haircut he then replied thank you because he felt self-conscious about it. Finally, to end all the acts of kindness, while on my way to my car I saw a random stranger and just
Junie B. Jones gets on the school bus to head to head to her first day of school, but she can’t find anywhere to sit or anyone to sit with. When the bus arrives at school, all of the kids start pushing and steeping on Junie B Jones. Lucille tells Junie B that the mean kids on the bus like to pour chocolate milk on other kid’s heads for fun. At the end of the day when it’s time to get on the bus to go home, Junie B won’t get on the bus. Instead, she went and hid in a closet.
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.
Therefore, he received a failing grade which is a “D”. With his failing grade, Phillip couldn’t make it into the track team and he blames Miss Narwin for the whole problem. Then when the faculty committee changed homerooms, Philip is now assigned into Miss Narwin’s homeroom class, making matters even worse. Then, Miss Narwin asks the school district if they could allow her to attend a two-week workshop to make Miss Narwin’s teaching skills a lot better.
When Friesen started junior high school, his seizures started. After having his first seizure in the middle of a class, he faced social isolation from his classmates, “The lesson I learned from that is, you’re totally alone. There are other learning disorders and disabilities; you can’t see them. We can hide them…” (PsychologyToday.com) Friesen tries to hide his Tourettes and seizures from his classmates, but hiding these two conditions in his teens was hard and ultimately resulted in him fully isolating himself from people in his basement bedroom.
October 14 7:07 am: The raindrops glisten as i walk along the road listening to my walkman. “another day another blunder” i thought to myself. when im a minute away the bus drives right by me. “oh crap” i pull out my phone to call my parents. When I get to my bus stop I like all my parents and they come pick me up but when they before they do that they yell at me like every other day when I get to school I go straight to the band room to drop off my bass clarinet.