My First Day At Middle School

Most people remember one memory from middle school that stands out from the others. For me that would have to be my first day of middle school. I was excited because of a new school year and all the new people I was going to see. But at the same time I was also very sad because I had really enjoyed my summer and now it was over. Also, I was extremely nervous as I did not know where all the classes and more importantly how I would fit in. After all of these emotions, my first day of middle school was my favorite middle school memory.

When I woke up this morning, I was extremely nervous. Among my close friends and family, I

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Everybody is nervous on the first day of middle school, especially moving from an elementary school because ever thing is new and clean, meaning you don’t what to expect and the unexpected. Well that's because I’m here , to tell things might expect and things you expected but were confused about.

Friends come and go like the waves of the ocean. One minute they’re all over you and the next they start to fade.” Be with those who help your being,” these are words spoken by the famous poet Jalal Ad-din Muhammad Rumi. This quote is basically saying to surround yourself with people who benefit you, and help you become a better person.

The first year, the time to prove myself had arrived. Classes, rooms, teachers, and some students were unfamiliar. Eventually, minutes melted into hours, hours to days, and days to weeks. It didn’t take long before my schedule was routine, something of second nature. Humor and happiness were found in the form of my advisory family, where school was transformed into something more than going through the same motions of day to day activity. By the closing point of sixth grade, I was having a hard time letting go of what I’d adapted to. “What’s wrong?” my dad asked when I was getting into the car after being picked up early on the last day. I explained how distressed I was that my first year of middle school exceeded my expectations, and that it had to come to an end. Although his outlook viewed my reason for sorrow as trivial, I didn’t.

Zach is in his moms van driving to his new school. He had just moved to Menomonee Falls from his old home in New York. This would be his very first day of high school, he was nervous and was wishing he could be in new york going to school with his friends. The car then came to an abrupt stopped. He grabbed his backpack from the back seat. His mom than said “Have a great day at school. I love you.” Zach then replied with “Thanks, Love you too.” He hopped out of the car and walked into the huge school. Then he pulled a crumpled note out of his pocket and look at it. It was his locker number and combination. After 5 minutes of looking for his locker he found his beat up paint chipped locker. Zach grabbed the lock and put in the combination. The locker swung open with force. He quickly put his bag in it and than slammed it shut. Zach then looked at the clock and saw the time, he only had 2 minutes to get to his class. He ran to his class as fast as he could. He entered the class and saw an old balding man with blue polo and brown pants. Zach sat down it the first seat available, it was next to a boy that looked to be his age. The boy was wearing a stained yellow shirt and purple shorts. He had on a pair of glasses on and acne all over. The boy then turned to Zach and said “Hey you look new, I am Alex. What’s your name?” Zach responded by saying “I am Zach, and yeah I am new. I just moved from New York.” Alex said, “Oh that's cool” but then was cut off by the teacher. The teacher

My life has been weird. I’m made fun of by my teachers, kids and parents. I got bullied yesterday by The Brett Anderson, that thinks he’s better than me. I have ragged clothes, old shoes and no electronics at home. Speaking of home, my dad left and I’m stuck with my mother who hates me. She left me when I was young and came back just in time for my 7th grade year which was this year. She left when my dad spent all of his money on the lottery. My mom doesn’t care about me, and she only came back because she loves my dad, but since my dad left she has been a mad wreck. I don't care that my parents hate me. I would rather be alone than bullied by my parents. At school there is no one that cares for me. One day, Mr.Halla (my science teacher) made me stay after class and clean up the room because I sneezed. People don't like me, and that’s a fact. Enough about my past, let's get onto the story.

The first day of a student’s high schools can be be a terrifying and stressful situation and this way definitely true for me. Leaving middle school I didn’t have very many friends even though I was in band and talked to kids while I spent my time there. But my first high school activity wasn’t the first day of school. It was band camp and I was actually more stressed out for band camp since most of our marching show is learned during that time. It turns out though, that band camp would be where I made some of my greatest friends.

It all started when I woke up to my alarm at six twenty. I tried going back to sleep, but my alarm was louder than a police siren. I proceeded to do my morning routine, so I could go to school restored. After that, I dressed up and fixed up my book bag for the school day.

Have you ever seen someone being picked on for what they look like or just because the way they do something? Well that’s what happened on my first day of school.

I woke up with a grin on my face, ready for the long but exciting day. Today could change my whole middle school career. So many questions. Where to sit at lunch, where to go for classes, and will I be able to beat the intimidating bell. Today was my first day ever of middle school.

Ding! Ding! Ding! My alarm clock goes off as I remember today is my first day of middle school. I hop out of bed, get changed, and run down stairs. I pack up my backpack and make sure my iPad is fully charged for the day. I eat my cinnamon and sugar sweet like a brownie muffin for breakfast and make my lunch.”Goodbye mom see you when I get home,” I call as I pick up my backpack. I say goodbye to my huge fluffy dog Chelsea and head off to the bus stop. Vroom! I hear the school bus come towards my bus stop and I get on. I see lots of people don't know which makes me nervous. I finally see my best friend Sally and sit with her. We compare are schedules and only have science together. Looking at my schedule makes me nervous about how I'm going to find everything. We arrive a the school and get off, we walk straight in and see a maroon go eagles sign. I find the cafeteria where all sixth graders should meet. The teachers give us our locker combos and we go find them I have no clue where it is and how to open it. After a few minutes of trying to open it a teacher helps me and I get it. I have to get to class so I dump everything in my locker and leave, leaving it a mess I'll have to clean it later. At the end of the day I sit on the bus thinking that wasn't so bad I just need to clean my locker.

It was the beginning of August 2015. My stomach had a pit of worry in it. I felt as if I had food poisoning. I knew it was nearly time to get up and get ready. My mom came into my dark bedroom and shook me gently. However, being so worried, the gentle shook felt like an earthquake. She said in a quiet and soothing tone,”Leah, it’s time to get ready for your first day of Middle School!” There is no way that I was going to go to Middle School!

When I was young I was bubbly and timid; a kid who tried to be nice to everyone and cause no drama. I always had a smile plastered on my face even if people had ignored me. I had a sense of naïveté to me, an aura of innocence. In the end of third grade I had been excited for summer, and all of the trips that would fall within it, but as we know, summer doesn't last forever. Before I knew it, fourth grade was approaching and my young self had a bittersweet feeling about this all. I never wanted summer to end, but I could await to see what fourth grade would bring me.