Descriptive Essay : ' I Say Hello '

I went to school, except this time with a funny feeling, knowing this was the last time I would ever see any of them. All my friends and other family, I wouldn’t be seeing for a long time. Then the day came. We all woke up early that morning. My mom helped me and my brothers pack our bags and get ready for the flight. As a family we made our way to the airport with a drive that felt like it took a million years. Finally, we reached the airports and I was ready to collapse in a seat and go right to sleep.

Transitions are never an easy thing to conquer. It is often hard and stressful to cope with changes to one’s surrounding, but in the cases in which one manages to conquer this obstacle, elevation of knowledge and experience are great results gained from this achievement. I originally came from Africa and recently moved to the United States to join my mother and my step father. This great change in the things I had become accustomed to in my daily life was not easy, furthermore taking into account the fact that I had never experienced a transition so little as shifting from one residence to another.

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

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

Moving to a different city or state can be a very big change. Moving to a whole other country? It changes you in ways you would have never thought possible. I remember being very vulnerable and rather powerless when I first moved to the United States. I was barely of age back then, only thirteen and I had already gone from a country with a total population of 1.2 million people stretched over only 2040 km2 of land to this new country with 318.9 million people and an area of 9.8 million km2. It felt like a whole other world, as if I were an alien who had just begun to discover the alternate universes co-existing in the mystical galaxy we all live in. At first it had felt magical and exhilarating but it wasn’t long before the realization that my whole life had changed in a split second dawned upon me. It was no longer a spectacular wonderland with seemingly endless fascinating possibilities as much as it was an intimidating maze of gloomy jungles which became more and more chaotic, suffocating me, the alien, as if to remind me that I did not belong there.

Soon enough preschool was over and here came our elementary school days. Everyone met many people in kindergarten. Many will be my friends throughout high school and beyond. Kindergarten was filled with arts and crafts, my portfolio, 2008 handprints, and stamped tee shirts. Suddenly kindergarten graduation was here, everyone was paired up and danced with a partner. First grade flew by and then came second grade with Ms. Foisy and Ms. Okabioshi. Ms. Okabioshi was one of the best teacher assistance we have ever had. Third and fourth grade with Mrs. Schuler and Ms. Ittes. These years were filled with warm fuzzies, a lot of reading and writing, and a lot of fun playing on the playground. The class watched Shilo and everyone hated the evil father. After that came fifth grade with Mr. Sifferman, also known as Millie’s cousin, he gave the hardest tests we have ever taken, but the most fun and memorable times we have had. After that year many people changed schools, I moved to California.

When we get older,and seeing all of our old teachers and all of the new kids going to their first day of school, can really make someone reflect on their memories to meeting their best friends, first baseball games, meeting new people, and their first day of school.

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.

I was going to be in the sixth grade all over again! It was difficult for me to see all of my new friends moving up to the seventh grade without me. It bugged me that I was two years older than all the other kids. It was embarrassing! Later on that summer, I received the news that my catholic school was closing down and that a new school was opening up at the same location. I found out that the new school was a decent School; I'd be attending that school in the next school year. It was a whole new school all over again, and I wasn't happy about that. I was furious, and I just shut down, the change was overwhelming for me to

I did not mind going to school at that age. It was not bad. Well, it was easy at least. I used to play wall-ball every day at recess. I loved that game so much I would be dying to play every single day. I would even stay after school to play. By fourth grade I had bought my own ball and my friends and I would go play on the weekends. One time, when my friends and I were going down to the school to play wall-ball on a weekend. I had an awful fall on my skateboard. We were about a block away from the school and there was a tuna can in the crack between the grass and the sidewalk. Part of it was sticking out and one wheel of my skateboard clipped it. My board came to a sudden stop and I flew forward. I smacked my face on the ground chipping my two front teeth. My teeth would remain chipped for about a year and a half until I got it fixed. It did not bother me at all. I’m sure it would have when I got older though so I am glad my dad made me get it fixed. Another fond memory of my elementary school career was when my PE teacher Ms. Lozano, gave me a Saint Christopher necklace. She was my fifth grade PE teacher and was one of my favorite teachers. She had a son who had passed away two years before I had her as a teacher. Around the time when he had passed away every year she was very emotional. One day she pulled me aside and handed me a brown and green St. Christopher necklace that I still have till this day. She told me that it was her

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.

I still remember this first day for Mercer island middle school. Due to somebody tell the principal , there is a bomb in the school, so we have to a warehouse. Due to one day has this situation so I said: oh, what is that, that day is raining and add this situation so my heart is darkness. Past these days , I spot the disadvantage of middle school (kind and love)

The best day of school that I have had is, my first day of seventh grade. This was the best day of school for me for three amazing reasons. The three reasons my first day of seventh grade is the most special to me are, I wasn’t going to be treated like a baby anymore, I don’t have to walk in a

I began 8th grade year with a different mindset and mood than all my previous years at school. It was my last year of middle school. This period of time would never come back, and I had to make the best use of it. There would be no more time left to chill with friends, or any time to relax after this year.