Being The New Kid

Learning that school is something to be glad about was one aspect I will never forget. School helps spark and form the character of discovery in one’s mind. To find problems in the world’s society and attempt to fix them so future generations will not be forced to make that same mistake. Other than social media, education is the most powerful tool to train an adolescent’s mind. Coming from the Nobleboro Central School I have this story. The first trimester was a long one, I had never presented a project before and didn’t know the first thing about talking out loud in front of a class. Also, my English was considerably bad with papers handed in, in rough draft form. My English is still a little rusty, although my past teachers have guided me past the few trimesters preparing me for an average High School paper. Concludingly, the first trimester of public school was a real learning experience with mostly a C average in most of my classes which left room for improvement. The second trimester I had an understanding of school and was trying more and more on improving how I could understand teachers. This time of education at public school was the aha moment wherein I could explore the true reasons of presentations, tests and open book exams. The third and final trimester was a matter of consistency in grades. Because of this, most of my trimester average grades were in the B+/A range. Thankfully, because of this I had finished the 8th grade with most subjects having a yearly average of a

During my fifth-grade year, my class had been the oldest class in the school, but when I got to junior high, we were the youngest. In my senior high\junior high school, the grades varied from sixth to twelfth grade; I was in the sixth grade. Walking down the hall ways desperately searching for the lunch room, I waded through the intimidating high school kids. It was such a big, frightening change in atmosphere. The fact that I did not know anyone but my fellow classmates made it even scarier. As time went on, I started to become accustomed to my “new school”, and all of the unfamiliar faces.

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.

Ok so im going to talk about me. I was new to this school I had come from pierce elementary (hopefully I will be going back) I thought that it was bad to start new that I would lose so many friends but I learned that a restart is good sometimes. And it was really fun but now everybody in fifth grade will be starting a new part of their education and that's what I

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

In 2014 of October I moved to Georgia from Florida. I was leaving a place I had been living in my entire life. It was a tough situation as I knew moving to a different state and school could be difficult. I was very nervous as it was a new environment with different people and new types of school work. I was worried about not making friends or getting bad grades. That morning of school my heart raced. When I arrived at school I met new people and my teachers, I also figured out which teachers were bad and what teachers would be good. I left school that day very happy knowing I would have a great year. Later that week I started to become more familiar with the grading systems, behavior system and connections. at my old school they were called

Armed with new sneakers and a whole new vocabulary, I started my first day of school. It was a learning experience for both my parents and I, but when it was over I felt like I fit in. Kids do not care where you are from or if your English isn’t up to par. In fact they only cared about two things: how good you were at tag and what kinds of crayons you had. Lucky for me, I was doing great in both departments. I experienced my first year of elementary school alongside the friends I previously made.

Let’s jump ahead again, this time to my first day of school. Morris Knolls High School is one of the top high schools in the US. Their curriculum is rigorous and their standards are sky high. Also, this was a completely new environment for me. I didn’t know how high school worked and this wasn’t the type of town I was used to. Living in suburbia and attending a school with different demographics than I was used to scared me. I now lived 30 minutes away from everything I grew up around. But the thought of having a fresh start excited me. No one knew me, I was a nobody and therefore free to completely change myself.

I can still remember that day... Heart was beating real fast, palms were sweating, stumbling across my words and I honestly felt like the world was coming to an end. Starting over at a new school halfway through the year has got to be every kid’s nightmare. I went from a private to a public school which was the hardest switch of my life.

After waiting eight extensive years in elementary school and middle school, I was finally going to go to a new high school. I felt extremely scared, it felt as if I actually had butterflies in my stomach. I was excited to go to the large new building but it almost looked too big.

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.

Throughout my elementary school years i moved schools about four different times until i finally stayed at imperial beach elementary for third grade. I stayed at imperial beach until seventh grade because it was made into a charter school. Eighth grade i moved to montgomery middle because the school bus didn't have a route to imperial beach anymore. I had gotten really attached to my teachers and classmates i felt like i was being ripped apart from my family, one of my teachers even offered to give me rides to school every morning. The first day i was at montgomery middle i noticed everything was so different, the school was ten times bigger there was more than two hundred students at montgomery while i was used to the hundred and fifty students at imperial beach. I felt so out of place like i was attending a fake school all my life before montgomery in P.E we actually had lockers unlike imperial beach where we would change in the bathroom stalls. I was confused as to where i was to change and i asked one of the girls next to me if we had to change infront of each other. In imperial beach i had the same four teachers all day and since it was the first year of the charter school we had a very small space to be at and we couldn't cross a red line dividing us from the elementary school or else we would get in trouble. The most shocking difference i had was that we couldn't retake your yearbook

     Once my family and I arrived at our new house I was still very saddened because of the move and had trouble not getting mad at my parents. Summer went bye like it wasn’t even there and by the time school started I was very depressed. The new school I was going to was Naperville North High School which was about ten times the size of my old school in Pennsylvania in size and in the number of students. In my school in Pennsylvania there were about twelve students in each class, here the number runs around thirty two. The school building was so big I had a lot of trouble getting to class on time let alone finding them in the building. The school wasn’t what I was bothered by the most because it was the fact that I didn’t have any social life and I was a social person. There were a lot of different groups of people at my new high school, it was tough for me to fit in and meet new people. Everyone just knew me as the new kid and didn’t even bother to find out what my real name was. The first

I stepped onto the school campus and could just see the constant flow of high school students wandering and walking to say ‘hi’ to their friends. This was very new to me since I was homeschooled all my life. I had no idea what it was like to be bullied or go to high school parties or make NEW friends. So I decided to find my first class which was world history. I found it eventually, luckily before the bell rang too. I couldn’t believe

Freshman year I remember walking into the school mortified, thinking that everything and anything that could go wrong would. I had never attended a Liberty-Benton School and knew about five people that would be in my grade. I was shy and quiet because I didn’t know any of the new faces. I was insecure about myself and thought that it would be almost impossible to make friends. Before high school, I went to a small, private,