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Personal Narrative: My Time In High School

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was a pleasure to have all of you in this class and I hope you have a great time in high school and wish you all the best for the future.” I proceeded to second period, which was music. In music, we collected our final projects and work for the entire year. After that, we went around the room and signed our yearbooks with other students. When second period ended, I walked to science. Then, there it was, that I smell I first scented that I believed was chocolate. In third period, our science teacher named Ms. Fricke said, “There are a variety of science courses in high school, whether you decide to go to Reavis, St. Laurence, Queen of Peace, or any other high school. Also, if you have questions or concerns regarding any science courses, please feel free to email me.” …show more content…

In fourth period, she collected our reading books and she gave us rest of the period which was about fifteen minutes to relax and get yearbooks signed. Then, just when the bell was about to ring, she gave us all a small portion of a gigantic chocolate cake which she had bought for all of her classes. Now came fifth period, the period I was most terrified. I was terrified because the teacher in this class always shouted when his students did not follow directions. But today was different, he was in sort of a gloomy mood. Also, he could not make any eye contact with his students like he usually did, and he was quiet when the twenty minutes class bell rang. When there was about ten minutes left, he stood and said, “We have covered many topics this year and I hope you use those notes for the next four years in high school that you have written down this whole year. To tell you the truth, you were my best class out of the whole day. Why? Because you always followed directions, always turned in your homework, and never made me upset for any reason, and I will miss each and every one of

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