My First Day In High School

Offerring a small smile I told him, “It changed my life.” I looked around at the large classroom we were sitting in. Garfield Elementary in Revere Massachusetts was not a bad place to go to school. The walls were a vibrant, sunshine yellow, the kind of color that inspires creativity, and there were drawings and work that students had done plastered all over. The euphoric laughter of twenty five schoolchildren filled me up with feelings of safety and joy. My hands were coated in a sticky layer

I will never forget that first day at this new kingdom of high school. It was a hot summer day in September as I entered the building. Sweat was in the palms of my hands, and my feet drug like cinder blocks across the tile. All i could think was how this could be any different from the last set of kids I had grown to despise.

Arriving at Northride High School, I finally caught a break from my mum’s rambling in the car and I attended my first class of the day. The clock winded down till the end so fast like the foam-flakes drifts on the river. As it did, I wandered to the back of the school at the end of the day and an

I remembereded the first day I started high school, I was so nervous. As a kid, I always remember I would have an anxiety problem for almost every little thing. I wake every morning nauseated even though there was nothing to worry about because I mean after all it was just school. I remember thinking damn, I just got out of middle school here goes another 4 long year of going to school. But what I didn’t know was that those years would go by so fast. After all, like everyone says, a lot happens in 4years. On my first day everything was going fine. I had made new friends, so far I liked all my teachers, and I got into this Culinary Arts class that I didn’t even know I liked. I learned so much in Culinary. Everyday I would go in excited to

For me, the first day of high school felt as if I was a baby chick coming out of an egg. Of course, I had the right to feel that way because it was a whole different environment and a whole new game plan. I was super nervous walking to and from classes that I even got lost many times. My high school was big, with over 3,000 students and many programs. I was tiny to begin with and then I looked at other students, they were way taller than me, I felt out of place. On the bright side, I was not the only one who was lost; many other kids were lost, too. From there I began to make new friends and ended up circling the whole basement to find the lunchroom. Till today we still laugh at our silly mistakes. Overall, I felt like the four years of my high school experience were very memorable, but I learned the most my freshmen year.

Highschool, what everyone seems to look forward to, till the day comes. As an incoming freshman many questions come - Will my friends still be there after summer that I haven’t seen? Is it as hard as others say it is? Will I have friends in my classes? Will the teachers like me? As hard as it seems once you realize that almost everyone around you is wondering the same things there is really no reason to worry.

It was the very first day of school and at Lewis Central sixth grade is the year you start middle school. I wasn’t really nervous at all until I got to the school and most of my friends found their closer friends, and our usual “click” wasn’t together anymore. First thing in the morning we went to the commons area and the principal gave us a long, drawn out introduction to the school, and you could easily tell everyone else hated it too. We had to take a tour of the school really fast because the seventh and eighth graders were coming soon. We quickly learned that the first lie schools tell you is that “you won’t get lost.” and “upperclassmen will help you if you do”. After we were finished with the worst tour ever, we were dismissed to our homeroom class for another lecture on guidelines and expectations of the school.

Today is my first day of high school and I don't think that I am prepared for the workload of all these honors classes, but I think that I may be able to find my high school sweetheart before the school year is over with. As I was walking through the hallway, I dropped all of my books on the ground and a guy named Terry came and helped me pick my books up. When our eyes met, it felt like love at first sight. I never knew that existed until I met him…

The first day of school as a freshman is always an exciting and nerve-racking time for most freshmen. You’re making that big transition from middle school to high school, and you’re excited to start this new life and see what it should offer. I was always told by my older sister to always be open to meeting new people and new ideas my freshman year. The part she forgot to warn me about was that I would possibly lose friends, and sadly, I did. As a freshman I learned quickly that some people change when they enter high school, that the peer pressure of fitting in is hard on some freshman and it causes them to do drastic things for “popularity”. I learned a valuable lesson my first week of freshman year and it has stuck with me for my entire high school career and it was to always be yourself, and never try too hard to fit in.

I have already been in UH Hilo for three days. During my time here, I have had a few struggles as a freshman, such as looking for textbooks, finding a seat in a crowded room, lacking the necessary items, and most of all, getting lost. It always seems to happen to me on my first day in a new environment. On my first day of high school, I had to get security to drive me to my classes because I was late from searching in the wrong place. Then when I had changed high schools, I was so close to staying in the wrong classroom, if not a classmate of mine told me. Soon, I had graduated from high school, and the process of being confused and lost started all over again. I am sure most students go through this struggle, unless they took a campus tour before. However, there are still ways that we can make it easier for all of us. The solutions range from signs to maps to a helping hand of a fellow student.

The day started off pretty good, the birds were chirping, the grass was green, it was a beautiful August morning. I was listening to my happy, epithalamic, and soothing music before I had to leave. It was the first day of school, we had just moved to Parma from Seattle Washington. I never really had trouble with making friends, so I was fervid to meet new people. The city seemed perfect for me. I felt untrammeled and joyous in my new neighborhood. The city gave me a great aesthetic pleasure. I expected the school to feel the same. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

My last few days of high school are fast approaching and the feeling is starting to become so surreal and I can only imagine how I will be feeling when I walk out of the gates for the last time. Throughout the last 5 years of high school, I have felt an urgency to graduate high school, but I didn’t know that the time to graduate would come so fast. Now, that the time is finally nearing, I can’t believe that it has come so quickly. I remember my first days of high school. I was so excited to experience all the new and exciting things that awaited me beyond the school gates.

7th grade was not my year. The workload was more than I was used to, my teachers were bad, and I was overloaded with stress. But by far the worst part of 7th grade was my Texas History teacher, a man called Dr. Davis. Now, maybe it was my attitude towards the class (I’m not fond of Texas History), but I definitely think that even the most extreme pessimism could not have made me detest the class as I did.

The first day is always the hardest. You go from being the leaders of the school, to the babies of the school.

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.