My First Day Of School

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On the first day of the second year of fifth grade. It was horrible everyone new people from when they were in fourth grade . I felt all alone in a corner. I knew no one ,then the teacher comes up . She said " Hi I will be your teacher this year". I said " Hi I will be one of your students this year".

I walked into my Barents room , I was so depressed because that day was my first day went to middle school in America. I spoke to my mother about what was going on that day.

My first day as a seventh grader was crazy. Once I got off the bus, I walked into the building and found myself not knowing what to do. So, I just followed the other kids to see where they were going. After following them, I found myself in the gym. Everyone was talking to their friends and comparing their schedules to see if they had any classes together. I looked to see if I could find any of my friends from last year, and fortunately I did. They were sitting on the other side of the gym at the top row. I walked up the bleachers stairs and sat by them. I had not seen some of them since the last day of sixth grade. Then, I saw Mrs. Grieb and Mrs. King come up to give us a first day of school speech.

It was a normal day of school, but at the end of the day my teacher made me take my stuff home and so I came home and opened the door and what I saw I will always remember,I yelled “What, where is everything!”

It was the first day of middle school and there were millions of people. At the beginning of the day I was so nervous. Okay Kelly, you can do this...you can do this...We all went to our first class.

After an average day at school, as an average seventh grade kid, as an average only child, with an average name of Benny. Every day was normal, I wished something would happen, anything, so my life could become interesting. It was the end of the day, and the earbuds of my Mp3 player were still in, as the whoosh of the bus door opening, beckoned for me to step out, go home, check my Facebook account, and call it a day. So, I did.

How to start? Well it was 5th grade; and I went to creeds elementary school where we had two separate classes. Each class stayed together and moved to different subjects as a group. During the Second Quarter a new student joined our 5th grade class and I remember first seeing her in the hallway and I was like “dang who is she”. Later I found out her name was Harley. The only problem was that she was in the other class. So when we would get ready to switch subjects we would be able to see the other class in the hall. This quickly became my favorite part of the day because that meant I got to see harley in the hallway.

Third grade, a year, most of us don't recall. A year too inadequate for our young brains to recollect every moment in great detail -- especially when far more memorable events exist in life. However, there is one memory that took place during recess in third grade. I will never forget

We ran outside and played tag until my mom came outside and asked “What would you guys like for lunch”. We both replied “A ham sandwich”. In the summers my mom would make lunch while Hannah took Atty and me to the pool. It was not really a big pool but it still had a life guard. Most days it was the college girl who never watched the pool. She

It was a regular day at Prairie Ridge Elementary school. I was sitting, mind-numbingly, in my fourth-grade class, waiting for the school day to end so I could go home and accomplish whatever. All of a sudden, out of the blue, my teacher, answered the

It was the 7th day of kindergarten. School was okay, but I was really shy. I knew no one and no one wanted to talk to me, or go near me. I had no friends…. well sort of. Since I didn't have any real friends, I

It was a hot summer day when my family and I left our small, stuffy apartment in Boston. We packed all our belonging into a tiny U-haul truck and began our drive to the great state of Wisconsin. Without stopping we drove for what seemed like a whole day till we go the the town of Cleveland, Ohio. There we stopped at Burger King. The food there wasn’t the best, it could never beat mama's homemade lasagna. After that we slept at a nearby Motel 6. I hate sharing a bed with my younger brother Oliver. He was always such a bed hog and never slept still. The next day we continued our journey. It wasn’t as long or as boring as yesterday's but that’s probably because I had found one of my favorite books, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry

It was the first day of school, my mom took pictures of my sister as we were on the run to catch the school bus. I remember getting on the bus and looking at unfamiliar faces. I felt so scared and alone. I took a seat next to my sister, seeing picturistic views of the mountains and farms nearby. We were finally here, school. I met my second grade teacher, Mrs.Fallari. She seemed pretty nice and chill. The morning classes flew by and then lunch was next. I

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.