My First-Grade Year Of School

and my mom moved around so much was because of my mom and dad's divorce when I was five. The first school I went to was Marshal Elementary in Arizona but not even a year after starting there my mom decided to move to Oregon so I finished my first grade year at Meadowlark Elementary in eugene. once I had finished my first grade year my mom decided that I should learn spanish so she sent me to a spanish immersion school called called Buena Vista. But during the summer of my second grade year my mom

Kindergarten First year going to a private school or any school. Was really nervous, but so was everyone else.. There was only two other African American kids in the grade. First Grade I made other kids upset when I read the four hundred page book by myself apart from the teacher who read it to the class during story time. six years old and already developing egotistic / introvert tendencies. Second Grade Experienced my first African American teacher. She would be one out of 2 until college. She

is what makes me the person I am today. My school experiences are what I feel have had the most impact on my life. Everything that I have learned, I have learned from school. Whether it be social experiences or actual lessons, that is what made me and that is what keeps me going. Looking back on everything that I have accomplished with my education, is my motivation. The elementary school I attended was about 5 minutes away from my house. Every day one of my parents would drop me off and pick me back

I went to Middle School in Knob Noster Missouri for half of Middle School, then moved in the middle of 6th grade. I started Middle School when I was 10, in 5th grade. It was unusual to start Middle School in 5th grade, but at the end of 4th grade, the school education board said that there wasn’t enough room in our elementary school, so they moved the 5th grade to the Middle School. We were the first 5th grade class to experience Middle School in the whole community. I felt older and cooler than

to beginning school, I was anxious to learn, and wished to possess as much knowledge as possible. At the time, my older sister Valerie had started her first year of school at Little Red Schoolhouse. Everyday she would go off to school while I would be stuck at home awaiting her return. When she would return home from school I often asked her what she learned that day; Valerie would then share with me the lessons she had been taught. Being anxious to learn, I remembered the lessons my sister had taught

The first day of middle school was a new deal for me. I woke up early, ate, and got dressed. Got in my dad’s car and was on my way to school. Arriving, I was a little nervous because I was gonna be down in the hallways with the big kids. Grabbing my backpack I go inside. Once inside, I meet my friends and go to my locker. Then, I go to my first class which was History with Mr. Gunn. First hour went smoothly and after that was second hour. Heading into Mr. Jung’s class which he taught math. Math was

and my hair was bleach blonde, pulled back with two flower printed barrett's. I was excited to make new friends, yet nervous I would hate every second of it. My first day of kindergarten at Davenport Elementary began my long journey of elementary school. During kindergarten I learned the alphabet, how to tie my shoe, and how to make friends. My kindergarten teacher was Mrs. Kaufman and all of my friends that lived near me were in my class, and I was so excited. Unfortunately, within the first day

My Educational Journey: “The Best Days Ever” Bright pink book bag, yellow sundress with a watermelon print, clean white tennis shoes, and blonde hair tied back into two little pigtails. That was the first day of the journey that would bring me to where I am now, that was my first day of kindergarten. I do not remember most of what went on during my kindergarten year, most of my memory of that year comes from pictures and what my family tells me happened. It was the beginning of my next nine years

I went to a school called confluence academy walnut park.I lived in a two family apartment one side owned by my grandma and one side that my mother owned. This was until my mother got sick with breast cancer. So sick that the hospital had to bring in a portable hospital bed and move it inside my grandma’s house so my mother could be watched. I wasn’t that old of age at but i realized and learned more than a child my age should have. The house my mother had was watched by me and my brother but most

Journey Ever since I graduated from high school, I look back on my childhood, and I can conclude that my childhood is filled with a lot of exciting events. Field trips, receiving many awards, making friends and participating in many sports are the highlights of my childhood. The first day of school can be frightening, I was scared because I didn’t know what to think about school.. This is how I felt about my first day of 1st grade, but I was introduced to my homeroom teacher and that soon made me feel