Essay My First Day At School

I go to the kitchen to eat breakfast, and to my surprise, there was no more of my favorite cereal, HONEY NUT CHEERIOS!!!!! But wait, I’m not done yet that wasn’t even the worst thing….. Yet. The milk was all gone and we had to buy more, which we did…… after we left the house to go to the vacation. CURSE MY BAD LUCK!!! We had to eat the oatmeal or bread that was left in the fridge. I wasn’t very happy but it was alright, unless that’s what I thought. I think it was my first year in Fountain Woods (4th Grade year) and I kind of liked it. Go to my classroom to give my teacher a present. As I’m on my way to her classroom, I fall down the stairs and I was near the top. I go back upstairs to her classroom, give a little speech, and give the whole class a hug, at the same time. You think that there is no problem, there actually was a problem. When I was home, I may have drowned myself with cologne, which had a really nice scent, so it may have been really hard to get out the classroom.I’m walking downstairs but trip over the stairs and fall all the way down the stair. I get to the car we were driving to go to Canada, it was burning so much that I felt that I was melting in the car. So I decided to fall to asleep. We arrive at our location at midnight and I was still tired. I think I may have slept until 1 P.M . So thinking back at that day, I knew that today was a start of something amazing. Then I later fall on a car because I was daydreaming. I knew something bad was going

Then my mom went home and we took pictures for our protime. Of course I looked like crap because I was crying two minutes before we took the pictures. Then we went out of the class and went to second period, and I had ELA. I went in and saw where we were supposed to sit, so I went and sat there. There was this kid named Derek Olsen in the same class. So the teacher talked about class procedures and then the class was over. Then Derek came up to me and we started talking.

It was that time of the year ,which was back to school, it was the day ,I got to meet my 8th grade teacher ,I was sweating and had butterflies in my stomach. It was coincidence to find my friend Sheyla at the parking lot. Sheyla said she has met her teacher ,but needed a few more supplies ,so she was just back from getting her last supplies. Sheyla’s family went with us to met my teacher ,and I was glad to see her because it was quite a while since I last saw her. Later, after we left Berkmar grounds,I went to Sheyla’s house and we hangout the rest of the day. It was the first day of school, usually I would be feeling nervous,but today I wasn't ,which was good because I didn't want have sweating hands and a racing heartbeat. I arrived at Berkamr and went straight to homeroom ,I found my seat and waited. My first day at school wasn't to bad because the only thing

When we got there we went straight to my friends grandparents house so that we could unload all of our stuff. And we didn't go that day either because we didn't want to pay for it and then not even be there for a while. So we were going to

I came home that day and as I walked through the door my mom said that I needed to get an after school job so I could help out with extra expenses so I walked down the street fighting the wind to braum’s. At braum's I filled out an application and the manager loudly said I could start working there the next day.I smiled and continued walking as I walked out the sliding doors I felt eyes staring me up and down. I kept walking until I made it all the home past my mother and into my bedroom.I was very exhausted from my long day so I slowly kicked of my shoes and took off my coat and fell right into a deep sleep. I woke up early the next morning around 5 to take a hot shower and get ready for work. Weeks have passed and I was very happy working at

It was my freshman year of high school where I was just a lost fish in a hugh sea of people attending Byron Nelson High School, with no clue who I was and my place in life. Life seemed rough but then again it was freshman year. When I was attending Byron I didn't know what I was going to do with my life in the future. On one day just like any other the morning school announcements came on; talking about some meeting in the counselor's office about some academy. At that time I had no idea what they were talking about and I had never even heard of Eaton High school, which happens to be the new high school for my school district. It came to lunch time where my friend that I sat with was absent, so I figured why not go see what this meeting is

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

I stepped into Mrs.Swartz’s 2nd grade class and I was frozen because,none of my friends were in her class.Just a ton of strangers.On the outside it may have looked like I was calm,but in the inside I was going all over the place,and I was so scared.There were name tags with cute apples on them,and all I could think was”Oh great,I have to sit next to a boy.”There was this girl in my group that seem a little hyper.Well,maybe more than a little hyper she was like “Hey!What’s your name!” and I whispered in a shy voice”Dinara.”Then I asked her and she said “Bri.”

I gave my teacher a big good bye, and she said the she will never forget me. Then I gave her a big hug. I said goodbye to the kids. The I put my spacesuit on. Then walked in the spacey air. We wanted to a big spaceship. “ 5,4,3,2,1 BLAST OFF” we were flying in the air like birds. After about an hour flying in the spaceship I see Earth! I was too excited right then. All the sudden we started to slow down. My dad took off my seat belt and the door to the spaceship. I got the nice, beautiful breeze go through my face then into my hair. I took my first steep and I ran and ran and ran! My dad told me to go and see that house

It was a Monday morning in october, a work day. I usually would go to school but I had the day that monday for parent teacher conferences. I was in second grade. Even though I had off of school, my mom still had to go to work. She worked at a private school, which didn't have conferences that day. My alarm went off, and I crawled out of bed. I “Why do I still have to get up early? I don't even have school” I thought, as I dragged myself across the hall to the bathroom. I got myself ready for school, and my mother and I were out the door.

Summer had ended and today was the first day of school, there was chaos everywhere. In the classroom I was in it was extra loud, everyone was talking to their friends over what they did over summer, but I was the silent one until a person asked me if I Had an extra red pen. I asked, soon I found out that he forgot one so then I eventually gave him one of my red pens. Little did I know that I had made a best friend. Then the bell rang meaning that my first

In all the black clothes I was in all day that day I was really excited to put cuter clothes on. In the car I told my mom that we needed to get rid of all my clothes that were the old me. When we got home we went up to my room. My mom gave me the honors to put the first piece of clothes in the garbage bag to go to donation. As I looked through bag I found my first piece of clothes I wanted to get rid of and it was jeggings that had skulls all over. I kinda didn't wanna get rid of it but as I dropped it in the bag it felt like relief of my pain and fear of going to school. It took us awhile to get rid of everything but then when we finally did I was excited to go to school the next day. When I went to school the next morning I wore my bright pink shirt everyone was confused who I was. Some people recognized me because of my boy hair cut still but I got so many compliments on my outfit and everyone liked my change and well I guess i did too.

“Dad c’mon we’re going to be late,” I jumped into our families suv with a fresh cup of coffee in hand, slammed the door and started up the Honda Pilot. I looked to my right seeing my spouse before looking over my shoulder to the looks of my son placing his book bag on the floor, it was his first day of middle school and I couldn 't be more nervous for him. He was slightly anxious to get there on time, as was I. Flying out of our neighborhood as we started to drive towards this new chapter in our families lives, I could only stop and think back of a moment that helped shape me into who I am today… I was so nervous to start middle school… Oh My God. Middle school is the time I think when parents utterly question the whole reason why they had unprotected sex in the beginning. Your body goes through such an awkward state of being, puberty. Ugh, just saying the word makes me cringe, just like my voice did for the longest time. You could say I was the definition of a “late bloomer,” my mind was advancing and I was growing taller but never gained any muscle, facial hair or balls dropping, unlike the other boys.

It was mid-afternoon, right after lunch, when I met someone special. There was the wind blowing. The kids were screaming like they were zoo animals. The sun was high in the sky, beating down on everyone. Somewhere across the school, I could hear the 2nd graders going back in the school, loud and clear. I could still hear screaming once I put my hands over my ears. The teacher yelled at them to be quiet but they didn't stop until half down the hallway. I kept saying to myself, “Ugh….. second graders” for a while with my hands still over my ears. I took my hands off, came back to reality, screaming kids, loud and clear.

Every morning my mother would come into my room around 6am and project her voice “ yall get up it's 6 o'clock, get up and get ready for school.” I was always the first one to get up out the bed, and I was never the last to be ready for school. I didn't care for school, I was a third grader who just wanted to stay home, and watch cartoons all day. I walk with my sister and my nephew to school every morning. We all had on our ugly burgundy uniform that I hated, but my mother made sure that were in our uniform every single day. I walked my nephew and sister to their class, they were in the kiddy building. But my classes were in the big building with the other upper grade