C Is For Confusing First Day At School

On my first day of Seventh grade it was different from victors first day of school. First, I did not try to impress someone. Second, I listened to

Coming to eighth grade on the first day was slightly scary for me. I was afraid that I wouldn’t have any friends on the same team as me and that I wouldn’t have a class with any friends. When I arrived to the homeroom, school didn’t start off as bad as I thought it would. Apparently I had more than one friend in my homeroom, which made things less awkward for the first time being in class.

The first day of high school seems like a blur compared to the memory of when I came home that day. I found it strange when my ride dropped me off and my mother's car was in the driveway. She rarely was home when I got home from school. My sister and my mom were sitting in the kitchen when I walked in and I instantly knew something was wrong. The tension hanging in the air was hard to miss. They broke the news that my mother was laid off from her job. This came as a shock and I did not know what this meant for us in the long run, but I knew based on how they were looking at me that it was not good.

I remember the very first day of school, I felt isolated and misunderstood. When I got there all eyes were on me, looking at me as the new kid, I was sweating in the cold. I felt like going back home. In a classroom full of 7th graders, students were

On the first day, I reached school at 8:50 and realized I still have 15 minutes till the school starts. I was very curious about the school since I didn't know anything that was going to happen. So I started looking at all the kids around me and how they were talking. I knew english, but I spoke very less since it was my second language in India. I started worrying about how things will work and when the school started I forgot which class to go to. I only remembered to go to green hall. I went inside and looked at the crowd in the hallway. I got worried because I didn't know how to recognize the teachers or to get to the right class. I saw Mr.Miller with his ID card on his neck so I went up to him and said "I don't remember my class sir," then he took me to Mrs. Steed's class. I got into the class and I didn't know anyone. Many questions

The first day of middle school was quite an adventure. It all began when I walked to the bus stop. It was raining that day, and I was carrying an umbrella. Once

I walked into the loud building so scared and nervous. I couldn't believe today was the day. The day i'm finally in middle school. That day was the day that I could officially call myself a Vista Verde Middle School student. When I walked into the building the bell had rung for us to proceed to class. On my I spotted one of my very good friends, Esmeralda. After I said hi to her I walked to my first period class which is room 403 and my teacher is Ms. Blasnek.

I moved. It was hard to leave all my friends and meet new ones. I was nervous and scared. All I could think about is not having friends and just being depressed. I moved in with my grandma and I had my own room and I liked living there but the real problem was going to school. I woke up I was nervous like I didn't feel good I got ready and we headed out the door my dad went in with me and told the people who I was and one of the students brought me to mr. collen I walked in and everyone looked at me I mr. collen gave me an assigned seat next to my best friend well at that time we weren't friends but we knew each other from our parents. But since she was in my class we became friends and fourth grade was when I got my first best

At the end of first grade my parents decided to move. They wanted to move because they wanted to change schools for me, but are old house that I had lived at would only let us go too slv, and my parents didn’t want me to go to slv. So they decided to move. All though we had only moved across town, it felt like a world of difference. My old school was a small, desolate private school in Santa Cruz. We only had one class per grade. My first 1st grade class had only 17 kids. Now I was going to the big, scary elementary school with over 100 kids and more than 30 kids in my class.

One of the hardest and most influential days of my life was when I started middle school. It was my first time switching schools in six years and I wasn’t sure I was ready to. Some of my friends had known me for those six years and some even more. I had all sorts of questions running through my head on the day of the orientation. Like, what if I don’t fit in or what if I get lost on my first day? All of these questions disappeared when I stepped into what would soon be my new school.

It is the first day of school, well it is for me because it’s my fourth day in the United States. Many of the students in the first grade classroom have been in class for a couple months. A teacher tries to make me feel better of the new surroundings, I have to face the school cafeteria for the first time and I make a lifelong friend. The two first experiences in school were tough, but I made a true friend on the fourth day in the country.

On the first day my locker surprisingly opened on the 3rd try. After that I didn’t know what to grab so I decided to bring my binder and my book. Most people said to go to homeroom. Once I got there my friends motioned for me to join them. I didn’t know it at the time but the girl standing across the room, looking extremely confused, would become one of my best friends.In homeroom Mrs.

The end of summer before seventh grade started, I was kind of nervous because I didn’t know what to expect. Some of the things that I did expect were that the teachers would be more strict and that the work would be more challenging than in sixth. Throughout the year I was able to get to know the teachers and learn that most were very nice and that I had nothing to worry about. The work was a little more challenging than in sixth, but it’s supposed to be.

In seventh grade I was extremely more confident going into the new year than I was when I was in sixth grade. In seventh grade I got Mr.Kurlanski as my homeroom teacher. I heard a lot of great things about him, so I was very excited about this year. My fear for my seventh grade year was getting harder work. It ended up being the year with my highest, easy to come by grades. My emotions toward seventh grade was very positive. I loved my class so much, I had a lot of really good friends that made the school year so fun. It was the best class I was ever in and I will always remember it. Mackenzie, Naina, Tim, Sean, and I were like a mini squad and we had the best year ever. I became even more myself this year because it made me a crazy child as

It was the first day of High School and it felt like my first day in hell I was so scared. I didn’t know what was going to happen when I walked in the door. I convinced myself High School was going to be a breeze. Staying hopeful.