Narrative Essay About The First Day Of School

Finding this healthy version of a common comfort food brought upon a feeling of freedom, something I hadn't felt in a while. Usually a burger and fries meal would have brought upon feelings of anxiety. When I first saw the meal approaching my table, those feelings of uncertainty began to arise. When the waiter placed

With many delicious main courses such as: Mystery meat sandwiches, spongy chewy ribs, and surprise casserole. It’s a wonder how more kids don’t choose to eat with the school every day. In fact we should make eating at the school a requirement because who doesn’t like not knowing what exactly they’re eating. The taste of the food shocks

My life flipped for the better once I left the 8th grade, it was finally summer time and I was ready for it. But deep down I knew once summer was over high school here I come. I won't even lie, I was terrified to start as a freshman in high school. All of the rumors that I heard with baby freshman day, and all the stuff they do to freshmens on the first day of school. To be honest I was really nervous, instead of a couple butterflies in my stomach I had the whole family flying around. But once the first day of high school came up all those rumors that everyone was telling me was actually a lie. High school wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. As my freshman year went on a lot of doors opened up for me, there were sports, clubs, new people to me, everything you could possible think of. I didn't really get into sports as much as all of my friends, I was more into video games and playing outside in the woods just adventuring finding old vintage things and old buildings and all of the beautiful views. My freshman year wasn't really too special, I was too busy figuring out what everything was and where everything was located at. Then my sophomore year came along this is where I started to get the foundation of high school and blend in. everything kinda went downhill I made good grades don't get wrong, it's just I never showed up which I regret miserably. Once I got to my junior year everything is still constantly changing, a lot more people know of me. I was never

Coming to eighth grade on the first day was slightly scary for me. I was afraid that I wouldn’t have any friends on the same team as me and that I wouldn’t have a class with any friends. When I arrived to the homeroom, school didn’t start off as bad as I thought it would. Apparently I had more than one friend in my homeroom, which made things less awkward for the first time being in class.

Our reading for this week is from the uniquely formatted book written by Harry and Rosemary Wong titled, “The First Days of School; How to be an Effective Teacher.” The focus section of our reading is based in Unit C of the text, which focuses of Classroom Management. Chapters 11-16 were read, and these chapters focus on the topics of how to have a well managed classroom, effectively preparing the classroom, how to introduce yourself to students, seating arrangement/assignment, starting a class, and the proper timing and execution of taking roll. Essentially each chapter of this text follows the same format. There will be a few paragraphs discussing what “effective teachers” would do followed by a few paragraphs about what “ineffective teachers”

While the change of integrating schools. R.V. Cassill wrote relating to his feelings during that time. The First Day of School was wrote by R.V. Cassill and he writes about an African American family that struggles with getting into an all white school. John Hawkins emotions were developed in R.V. Cassill’s story that brought out the act of his family, school, and the fighting going on around him.

Tomorrow is the first day of school, and I have no idea what to do. Over summer break, it has been crazy for a long time. Knowing what consequences will come, I will get through it, hopefully.

Instead of talking, I turned my back and grabbed my lunch sack. I took my lunch, and sat down with my friend group. In previous grades we had to sit with our class, which truly sucked, but now we didn't. Lunch has always been one of my favorite times of day, it still is. Earlier that day I left my breakfast on the counter which made me extremely hungry. I raced out of the creaky old wooden door my house could barely support and rushed directly to school. I knew that later my mom would have a stern talk with me about wasting the good food, but in that moment all I could think about was lunch. I began to starve, my blood flushed with the instant pleasure that euphoria brought as I gazed upon my phenomenal pizza stromboli. I gazed while my mouth hung open, taking in none of the conversation going on around me. My salivary glands began generating glittering drool that raced down my face as though it wanted the stromboli more than I did. I almost chowed down on the heavenly meal I recently unpackaged, but the lunch lady showed up out of nowhere. She asked me another question, one that had me scared, nervous, and dizzy all at the same time. This question made my

“School lunches taste so bad,” Max complained from the table behind me, eyeing his chicken burger with disgust. “I can’t wait to go home and eat real food.

We all have different kinds of the first day of school experiences, but for every student, I feel that stepping into the first day of school as a freshman would mark as the most memorable day in all high school years. Before the first day of school, I quickly thought that my freshman year would turn into the toughest and saddest year in my experience. My best friend would not attend the same high school with me, which already gives me many conclusions of how sad and hard of a school year it would result. However, maybe things will turn out differently than we think if we just change something about our way of living it.

In this first unit of The First Days of School, Harry Wong presents three characteristics of an effective teacher. The three characteristics are: has good classroom management skills, teaches for mastery, and has positive expectations for student success.

Until one sunny Monday when she decided she wanted to lose weight. So she devised a plan to help her do so. That morning instead of her normal cereal or the pancakes her mom offered to make her, she simply just had one container of yogurt. Then she was off to school for a long 6 hours. Once Krista finally got to lunch, she faced with the tough decision of what to eat. On one hand the part of her that was hungry told her pizza, but the other screamed salad. She listened to the screaming. After the small container of edible leaves and chicken Krista was able to make it through the rest of the school day. Although once she stepped inside her house again in the afternoon she was hungry all over again. Instead of her normal large snack after school, she opted to have some green tea with honey instead. For dinner her mom made teriyaki for dinner Krista’s favorite. She ate a little less than half the plate. When Krista laid down to go to bed that night

I agree with your suggestion about starting the first week of school with half days. Especially, since it is a very emotional time for teachers, parents, and students. More than anything, it helps to ease emotions and anxiety in children who have never been away from home. As a matter of fact, I have noticed that many Pre-k programs begin their school years with minimal days.

The first day of school is nerve-wracking for most people, for me, the first day was especially terrifying. The first day of a college class is probably more crazy than all others. My mom and younger sister, Michaela, were busy taking pictures as I attempted to run out of the door. After being homeschooled for the last six years, I knew it would be a much different experience. I had been in my room alone doing school; I was content with where I was. The morning of the first day of class, I was so busy that I didn’t have time to be nervous. However, as I ran out the door, my heart rate elevated to a pace of 138 bpm. I felt older, nervous, excited, and anxious as I left for Pellissippi. Although it had been six years since I had been in a classroom, I realized that all of my worry was for nothing once I walked into Ms. Brown’s class.

The alarm clock buzzed loudly beside my ear. Feeling like a gong that was being hit repeatedly was placed right beside my head. I sluggishly pulled myself out of my bed and dragged myself to my closet. The words, first day of school moaned ghastly in my head. Summer was uneventful and school was just going to be hell. I picked out an old, worn out flannel and a pair of jeans to wear. Not rushing at all, I struggled to put the raggedy clothes on. They smelt like horrendous lies and rumors. Exactly what this state and my school are built on.