Cash Wise Checkout Line: A Short Story

When the first day came, I arose to the sun shining through the blinds in my room. As I sat up, I felt the butterflies circling in my stomach. I was nervous to start fifth grade at a new school, and have new friends and teachers. I quickly ran to my closet and pulled out my freshly ironed jumper.

The morning was foggy and I could see the front of my school through my window. It was a nice sight to see. I walked into the kitchen to make myself a bowl of cereal and there she was with her head down on the table. I could tell that she arrived a couple of hours ago because the tears hadn’t dried from her cheeks yet. I got myself ready gave her a kiss on her forehead and headed off to school. I had walked into class eager to see what my teacher Mrs. Padron had in store for today. Every single day there was something new to learn and there’s something about that infinite nature of learning that really appealed to me as a child. I cherished those 7 hours I spent in class the most I could and I dreaded the mere thought of having to go home where I would have to face the

I woke up, it was Monday the first day of school at Cupertino Middle School. I got up and took in the eye shattering light from the Sun's burning rays, and got ready for middle school being careful to make every little detail perfect like my hair, shirt, and of course school supplies.

I walked outside the next morning feeling great. The bright vibrant sun shone on the freshly mowed grass. I loaded into my sister's car and we went off to school. The day passed extremely rapid,

That first day of school that morning was filled with nerves, and heading into the school year.  I was ready as usual and as soon as the bus came, waved to my parents as usual. The bus ride

We were in the car on our way to the Baseball game. It was pretty hot outside, 90 degrees or so. We were going 60 miles an hour down I-55. Dad and I hadn’t really talked until Litchfield, but when traffic completely stopped, we had nothing to do but talk. “So what did you do this week?”Dad asked. Of course it was the summer, so I hadn’t done anything in the past week, so I just

On the first day I was happy and ready to start my day. When I got my schedule I was lost. I didn’t know where to go. One of the staff members had to help me get to my class. I was hoping that I have a class with some of my friends that I knew since elementary school. When I came in. I saw my friend, I was so happy. I hurried up and sat in my seat before the bell rang.

Her parents had moved her to Cincinnati, to a large house with beveled glass windows and

It was soon the end of August which meant school was right around the corner. I wasn’t too excited, but I was a little anxious to see what God had in store for me. We hopped in the car, and were on the way. I walked into my new school, Country Day, and acknowledged the wind carried the sound of the chitter-chatter of my fellow classmates, lockers slamming as hard as nails and the howling of the spider-monkey. The halls were outdoor and you could see the never ending mountains and feel the gentle breeze swaying back and forth. I enjoyed the first day and couldn’t wait to go back for more. Throughout the day, I met someone special, someone who would soon to be my best friend, partner in crime, my other half, Sibley. She helped me see the good in situations and inspired me to be outgoing and carefree. Our families became best friends and went on adventure after adventure together. The year

“That’s not quite how it happened. I offered to give it to him and he suggested that I should meet with you personally.”

Checkouts is written by Cynthia Rylant. The girl who can is written by Ama Ata Aidoo. In these stories there are problems and solutions that's what I will be covering. Adjoa is very confused in the girl who can. She has problems with her legs. In Checkouts, her name isn’t clear because it's in first person point of view.

That night I went to sleep thinking “What am I going to do tomorrow at school?” When I woke up the next morning it was time to go to school, I got ready and my mom drove for my first day at my new school.I walked into the school to my classroom, I was the most confused I’ve ever been in my life and then I entered my 3rd grade

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.

“Guess what!” said my mom “Levi can come over to tomorrow.” I imagined what it would be like out there. It was up to my waist. Dad did want me to go outside so I guessed I'd please him. Monday morning I woke up and ran downstairs. It was going to be awesome out in the snow. But then dad told me something that ruined my day, I would be shoveling the alley until it was clear.

     I can almost remember that day like it was yesterday, I awoke like on any other school day. It was a gorgeous May morning, the rays of sun flittered through my miniblinds blinding me as if I hadn’t seen light in days. I sluggishly dragged my limp body out of