The classroom was bright and colorful. It was like a world of wonder. We hung our backpacks up in the small cubbys and got settle in our seats. Each of the desks had our names on them. Some of the kids were accompanied by their parents on the first day. My mother didn’t come with me. She said I was a big boy and I would be fine. As Ms. Bishop was walking down our class schedule on the chalkboard, I decided to go introduce myself to my classmates. I have never been a shy person or afraid to meet people. “Good morning, everybody and welcome to your first day of kindergarten,” Ms. Bishop said.…
My first day was an okay day; there weren't so many kids there because the senior’s juniors and sophomores didn't have school that day. My first thought about school was that, I didn't want school to start yet because it was still summer. I was a little nervous at first but when I got there I was fine. I went to all my classes and I thought wow this is going to be hard. I got lost a couple of times because it was a big school and I was new. Then the day after that everybody was here at school and it was very crowed I could barely get to class on time. The first week of high school was pretty easy because we didn’t have a lot to do.…
After the swift separation of his parents many things had begun to change in Justin’s normal routine life. Beginning his years as a middle school student at George K. Porter Magnet Middle School, Justin was introduced to a completely new environment. Attending Porter enabled him to gain the friendships of kids whom were just like him, friendships in which he still holds till this very day. These years would prove to be a learning experience not just academically but socially. Justin was apart of various clubs one being on the Leadership Council. Planning and organizing various school events he gained a well-rounded sense of responsibility he still leans on…
It was a sunny day in August when I nervously started 6th grade at a new school named MSA, a charter school located in Santa Clara, with less than 500 people including middle and high school. I started off with several challenges: making sure to achieve straight As, trying to form new friendships, and being in a new environment.…
As a new student Gabrielle came into middle school thinking it was better than elementary, that she was going to have many friends and be popular and it would be easy, well she was wrong. It was difficult for her to make friends because she was shy and the main reason was that she was embarrassed because she didn’t have money like the other girls or boys. She dressed different from the rest of the students, she had old shoes and handy down clothes but she…
These past few years at Lionville Middle School have been some of the most memorable and exciting parts of my life. I came to Lionville Middle School from Shamona Creek Elementary. Shamona Creek elementary was much smaller than the gargantuan, new middle school. Also, there were so many more students and teachers. I expected the middle school to be filled to the brim with classrooms and I was correct. Some of my first memories here are quietly coming into the school and looking for my classroom. I did not even know where to go or how to get there. All around I saw kids getting to their classes right away, while I was stuck in the hallways. Fortunately, I saw a friend and followed him toward my new classroom. When I got my new locker, I had…
The first day of school, as expected, was strange. Students were all excited to see each other after three months. While everyone else was concerned with catching up with friends, all I really wanted was someone to talk to me. Even if it was simply to ask who I was and what I was doing there. Things continued to be awkward during the first few days. Some people stared, and to others, I was invisible, but…
The day started off as any normal day. My mother woke me up and said “we must go.” Her voice sounded very urgent for what I thought was just a trip to the grocery store. My mom laid my outfit on my bed and packed by book bag; that’s when I figured out that I was starting school. I wasn’t entirely oblivious to the fact that I was going to familiarize myself with a completely different environment, but I just thought I had a little more time to prepare. Well, it turns out that I was wrong. You see, I wasn’t your average pre-schooler who was nervous about making friends. I was the immigrant child who had never spoken a word of English.…
Throughout my life, I have moved three times, lived in two different states, and been to five different schools. From these experiences, I have had the opportunity to meet a variety of different people, for this I am very grateful. I consider my first memories to have started when my family and I moved to Overland Park Kansas. The excitement of living in a new neighborhood, and house, was almost unbearable for my younger self. Once we moved in, I had a chance to explore the new surroundings and meet some of my best childhood friends. I also enjoyed six wonderful years in Elementary school. However, once middle school started, I observed the adoption of a more competitive atmosphere and the abandonment of standard teaching methods. This shift…
You are a senior this year. You have completed 12 years of reading, writing and arithmetic. As graduation day approaches, you near a very crucial turning point in your life. You will soon depart for college to pursue a liberal education. You may not know what to expect in your new learning environment. As your older sister, I will share with you my experiences as a student. The following excerpt comes from my recollection of my first year of college.…
You have transversed into now becoming an 8th grader. I’d like to first begin with congratulating you on your success in passing the 7th grade, which is a big accomplishment. But, 8th grade is extremely different academically, and socially. Your mind practically changes over the first few months. In this essay, I will talk to you about how to act, what to expect, and tips-and-tricks on being an 8th grader at Central Junior High School.…
In a black Nissan car a girl and her mom sat, supposedly talking, “Mom, I’m going to make a fool of myself, can’t I just go to my old school?” I pleaded my mom. “Don’t say that you’re going to make lots of new friends. Just try in out” my mom replied to my pleading. I had come to west middle after going to a private school for six years and I was very nervous.…
In the freshman year of fall 1994, Ms. Gruwell, who is later also known by her students as Ms. G, introduced herself through her first journal entry. Throughout her entry she wrote about the description of the school and its surroundings. Wilson High School is located in a safe area, but like Ms. Gruwell, you would have noticed that students from all walks of life attended the school. As a fairly new teacher, Ms. Gruwell expresses her nervousness through her entry by formulating questions that she thinks will arise when the students see her. “Will they think I’m out of touch or too preppy?…
You never no what's going to go wrong until it does. Now I know this may sound silly to some but for me this is a big complication. Reoccurring things that are bad always end up being worse as time goes on, if I do say so myself. Being unable to do something you love and waiting it out on the side line. The feeling you get when you feel unable to make progress in your complication and always end up right where you started.…
2.) A struggle that happened recently was that I was out of school all of last week because i had surgery. This kept me from being able to learn and communicate with other people.…