My First Day At School

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.

Today was Thursday and I was dreading going to school because I use to think life of a 5th grader was STRESSFUL l . And I wasn’t ready to be a 6th grader no time soon. Walking down the cold hallways of Hancock Elementary staring at the people I called friends and others I didn’t know. Being the first one in my class like always I was very quiet and shy and i didn’t talk much and I liked it that way , Waiting for my best friend Tatyana to get to class so I wouldn’t

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

Dalia and I were in our final round to see who was the champion, I already knew I was done for. The score was 15 to nine. I started the game, I saw Dalia race towards me like a horse. I started to feel a sense of uneasiness as she closed in on me. She was trying to steal the ball from beneath me, but I didn’t budge, determined to at least make one more shot. I glanced at my mother sitting on the porch for a quick second when I heard a sudden pop from beneath me. I thought nothing of it since I thought it was the soccer ball’s plastic that made the noise. My sister stole it from me and I wasn’t amused nor surprised when she made another shot towards the net. That was game

Back in high school, I went through a dark time. Those stressful days from the very first day of school caused me to fail the seventh grade, but it changes me into to the person I am today. The fight that could have been avoid lead to my expulsion from school. Friends become enemies, and enemies become friends. A quote that changed how I saw the world and, the man that believe in me.

When I woke up the next morning, I was extremely tired. I immediately wanted to go back to bed. But, I couldn’t miss my first day. So, I got dressed, ate breakfast, and brushed my teeth. My brother and I grabbed all of our things and went to our bus stop. We waited for the bus for about 10 minutes. During those 10 minutes I became very nervous. I thought to myself, Is it really the first day of school already? The summer went by too fast. I was really nervous to get on the bus and go to school. The bus finally got to our stop.

It was a sunny summer day and football camp, was going to start. The week before I was preparing for it. I bought gloves and cleats. I love football, but I can’t play it because I am too short and I can’t catch. I knew in the next couple of weeks I would be at camp.

On August 14, 2015 it was my first day at FHS. My alarm turned on at 6:30 a.m and the sun was shinning through my window, plus the smell of fresh air blew through my window. As, I was about done getting ready, my sister as if I wanted breakfast, she made, french toast with strawberries and bananas on the side. Knowing that the bus was arriving, I asked my sister to drop me off at school, because I was scared and nervous. I honestly didn't know what to expect, for my first day of school.

My heart was pounding and I couldn't sit still. It was the first day of school. While summer had just reached its peak, here I was at summer school. Thankfully, I had never failed a class. I just wanted to get a bit ahead in high school. It was a decision that I was beginning to regret. I could still be sleeping in my cozy bed at home, but yet I chose to take summer school, and here I was. I was in my dad's car, it was precisely 8:24 and class started at 8:30. We were parked in front of the school and I had no idea where to enter from or where to go. My stomach was full of butterflies and I was already filled with fear. After my dad called the school and found the door they had specified, it was time to go. As I was getting out of the car, my dad yelled "Have a nice day!", "Easy for him to say," I thought. Not only did I not know anybody in the school, I was sure that 95% of the kids in summer school would have failed the class previously, leading me to question their friendliness and behavior. In addition, I was also sure that everyone there already had freshman year under their belt, meaning they would be familiar with the school. I was the odd one out, fresh out of 8th grade and not even a freshman. "At least I will know the building when high school actually starts," I thought as I walked to the door.

I woke up but I couldn’t take the dream out of my mind. I read my prayers and after that I helped my mom in preparing the breakfast. We all had breakfast at 7:30. My mom and dad got ready to leave to their jobs. After a few minutes, my parents left for work. My school started at 8:30, but I left home at 8:15, because I walked to school and it was not far away. So, I started walking to school. The weather was very good on that day. The sky was cloudy and the wind felt so good. It was almost summer, but the weather wasn’t hot.

It 's funny what it 's you remember as a child. I don 't remember my third birthday or my first day of school, I don’t remember running around the playground or what my favorite food was. But I remember very clearly the day my cat died. It 's been 10 years since, and still the most memorable memory of my childhood.

It was an early school morning and I was so excited to get to my first day of school. Just thinking about it made me feel bubbly and smile. Coming back to school and seeing all my friends who I haven’t talked to in two months made my little third-grader self feel so delighted. I ran downstairs to make my daily bowl of cereal for breakfast. As I opened the brown wooden cabinet I reached all the way to the back of the cabinet with confidence

“The sun is a daily reminder that we too can rise again from darkness, that we too can shine our own light.” S. Ajna The first day of school was exciting. and had practiced I had new classes and was excited to meeting new people. The day went by fast, but I did not really make any new friends. As the months went by I started talking to other people in my classes and that was how I started making new friends. Junior was starting off great. Because I did not do great my Sophomore year on grades I dedicated all my time to school and decided to work even harder to make sure I would do better than the year before. I was so proud of myself when I ended first semester with 4 A’s and 2 B’s. I did so good first semester and I was really proud

Ring, ring, ring, the school bell goes off. “My first day of school and I’m already late I tell myself.” As I run up to the school doors I can see all of the teachers closing their doors ready to start the day. Luckily my class is still open and I run inside throw my things in my locker and make it to my classroom just as my teachers closes her doors. It was just like any normal year but that’s about to change.

Harper woke up full of energy and barely noticed the pain in her sore foot as she wrestled with her clothes under the covers before hopping to the bathroom on her crutches. The other girls in the dorm started to stir as their alarms went off and Harper – who always set her alarm ten minutes earlier than everyone else’s – was pleased that she was first in line for the bathroom.