Personal Narrative: The First Day Of School Walking Into New World

I got to school around 7:10 and immediately found some friends I knew. It was a lot less stressful with friends. I went to my newly decorated locker. To my surprise, I opened it straight up. I helped some of my friends get there’s open, and already felt like I got started on the right foot. My first class was Social Studies, with Mrs. Disken. She was really nice, and I liked Social Studies a little. We did the name game. Throughout that day

My life flipped for the better once I left the 8th grade, it was finally summer time and I was ready for it. But deep down I knew once summer was over high school here I come. I won't even lie, I was terrified to start as a freshman in high school. All of the rumors that I heard with baby freshman day, and all the stuff they do to freshmens on the first day of school. To be honest I was really nervous, instead of a couple butterflies in my stomach I had the whole family flying around. But once the first day of high school came up all those rumors that everyone was telling me was actually a lie. High school wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. As my freshman year went on a lot of doors opened up for me, there were sports, clubs, new people to me, everything you could possible think of. I didn't really get into sports as much as all of my friends, I was more into video games and playing outside in the woods just adventuring finding old vintage things and old buildings and all of the beautiful views. My freshman year wasn't really too special, I was too busy figuring out what everything was and where everything was located at. Then my sophomore year came along this is where I started to get the foundation of high school and blend in. everything kinda went downhill I made good grades don't get wrong, it's just I never showed up which I regret miserably. Once I got to my junior year everything is still constantly changing, a lot more people know of me. I was never

We all have different kinds of the first day of school experiences, but for every student, I feel that stepping into the first day of school as a freshman would mark as the most memorable day in all high school years. Before the first day of school, I quickly thought that my freshman year would turn into the toughest and saddest year in my experience. My best friend would not attend the same high school with me, which already gives me many conclusions of how sad and hard of a school year it would result. However, maybe things will turn out differently than we think if we just change something about our way of living it.

At Quickstart before freshman year I had a panic attack before I even entered the building. I saw how big the school was and I became extremely nervous about starting school. There was so much pressure to make the next four years, the best four years. Also, none of my friends were attending Lane with me and I did not know how to make new friends. Upon entering the building on the first day I got lost a couple of times but I made a couple of friends and lasting impression on my teachers.

Before I started school I went to daycare instead of pre-k. There were three teachers that I can remember and they were Miss Amanda, Miss Jessie, and Mrs. Teresa. Out of all of them Miss Amanda was defiantly my favorite Before I started school I would go to daycare four days a week and Friday I would stay at home with my dad because back then he had Fridays off. We went to daycare because we do not live near any of our families. I liked spending the days at daycare and also at home with my dad. When I was a kid I was pretty shy and reserved kind of like I am now also. When I was little my hair was very short and extremely blonde. My food favorite food when I was little was meat. Any kind everything from chicken to steak. One memory I have of being in daycare was when one day I pulled a

“That smells disgusting! Put it away!” he scowled at my lunch as he plugged his nose.

I always struggled with school as a kid, I never wanted to go and I felt as if I was completely clueless because I didn't understand what was being taught. My mom soon realized I wasn't getting the help I needed with my education and pulled me out of public school to be homeschooled when I was ten. I then found out that I loved learning and wasn't as capable at school as I thought I was. I stayed home schooled until I was a junior in highschool. Because of how long I was homeschooled my parents thought it would be difficult for me to transition into public school again, but after moving to lyman Maine they agreed to let me give it a try since the school in the district was on the smaller side, so I started at Massabesic High School in September

Before I started school,I felt scared because I didn't know what it was gonna be like.

Living away from your country can be a really exciting and challenging, but I never expected the culture shock to impact me this much. My memories of those times aren’t strong, but I remember when my first day of school in United States started. Early in morning, our family caseworker take me to McMurray Middle School. When we reached there I saw big beautiful house at least that what I thought but unfortunately it was school. Besides the building, the view in front was outstanding, the spacious ground, playground, and everything look amazing to me because it was new to me. I look at school with smile but same time I was

“How is your new school, hows school going for you?” These questions were asked maybe twice a week by old friends and new classmates. My response was the same each time “school is easy, it's like sitting at the dinner table eating dinner,but the table is burning up because you're basically in hell. This was my answer to those questions for the first months of school.

I watched the final minute on my alarm clock tick away. I couldn't sleep I just moved and it's the first day of my new school, In Pittsburgh. Where I used to live I always loved going to school hearing the birds chirp to wake me up. The birds were as colorful as crayons. But now I didn't want to get up. My mom came into my room and shook my bed until I got up.

“Today is the first day of school and I’m nervous, not scared…. This is going to be very hard” Daryl said to his grandmother Bridget. Darryl was tall and had blue eyes. Daryl was a nice boy, never got into any trouble in school but that was about to change this year….

First day of school is officially tomorrow. Oh wow i did not expect it to come so soon. Unless…. I could blast off into space and to be the first young lady to touch the moon. Or… I could just simply act sick and make my own vomit. I don’t even know what to wear or have my school supplies ready and in order.

I slowly walk out of my room and into the kitchen, my eyes still filled sleepiness. I rub the back of my neck and walk behind the counter where my mom was making coffee.

The school day was finally over. This was a particularly special day for me. Nothing special was happening but it was Friday and I couldn’t wait to get home. I was leaving Spanish class and had to walk the whole length of the school building to get to the bus. I was concentrating on walking as fast and steady as possible without falling.