Personal Narrative Essay : The First Day Of Boarding School

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When I got introduced to middle school approaching the first day of school, I possessed a lot of various feelings.I was afraid, had butterflies in my stomach, and assumed that middle school was going to be a challenging four years of my life.Basically, I was extremely nervous and excited for the opening day of middle school.

Barry couldn't believe that it was morning already, he went to sleep at 1 a.m because he stayed up binge watching his favorite show.“Barry wake up, it's 7:30!” Diana yelled as she rushed into her son's room. “Mom! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?, it's the first day of school!” was what came out Barry’s mouth although he knew that it was his fault like always. Barry stared at his alarm clock, which was completely silent, no noise or numbers reflecting off the screen to let Barry know that it was time to get ready for his first day of middle school. The day brightened considerably, the shadows were stretching in the opposite direction from what Barry had seen yesterday in his first day in New York. His father, Daniel, and Diana rush into the car since it was Daniel’s first day as well, at his new job in the famous World Trade Center. "Ready for your big day today champ?”, Barry didn't answer because of the memories that rushed through his brain of all his friends, teachers, and his grandpa.

In middle school normally when you enter you don’t really know anybody. Maybe you might see some friends from elementary and hangout with them. Also, the morning that you meet up with some friends you can go and look for your classes. I personally love the first day because I get to meet my teachers and catch up with my friends! Some teachers may give you homework on the first day to see were you are at. The same thing with test they might give you a test on the first day to see were you are at. Normally they don’t count it against you. When you go to each class they ask you what you need for their class. When my first day here at middle school I was nervous because it was an new school and I was bigger. I met new friends on the first day.

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

My first day of middle school was all over the place. I had more classes then I did last year and had no idea where to go. My new school was 2 floors tall. I went up and down stairs over and over again. I didn’t know where my locker was or the combo. I was so not ready for middle school at all my life will never be the same because I will have multiple classes and teachers.

Leaving the only home I ever knew was the hardest experience of my short framed life. The process was emotionally strenuous and physically painful. My heart ached for familiarity it still does sometimes.

To even acknowledge that they wanted me to depart to a different school, I was hesitant. However, they began to speak of how it’s all at my own pace, as well as be in-charge of my due dates. Because I knew that I wouldn't be coming back, I cried as we walked to the car. My mom asked if I was interested in trying the program, upset I shook my head. We pulled into the 'Fresh Start' schools parking lot. We didn't know what to expect when we walked in and signed up for the program, but I placed my information down on the enrollment

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.

At Quickstart before freshman year I had a panic attack before I even entered the building. I saw how big the school was and I became extremely nervous about starting school. There was so much pressure to make the next four years, the best four years. Also, none of my friends were attending Lane with me and I did not know how to make new friends. Upon entering the building on the first day I got lost a couple of times but I made a couple of friends and lasting impression on my teachers.

A fierce Autumn wind picks up lashing at my face, as a barrage of brittle brown leaves whirl into my path. Behind me stands the foreboding structure of Ellishire Boarding School. For four years this massive enity located in the dark heart of england has shelted my bones.

Going to a diverse boarding school I was fortunate enough to be exposed to a multitude of cultures and ideas, which has opened my mind and formed me into the open minded person I am today. In my time I accumulated friends from Nigeria, Indonesia, Australia, and so many other fascinating places with cultures that differed my own. One instance in particular which exposed me to ways in which my culture differed from my friend comes to mind. During the middle of junior year I had a friend from Seoul Korea talk to me about her possible plastic surgery endeavors in a very open and nonchalant way. I was not only surprised with the way in which my stunning friend, both inside and out, telling me that she felt the need to change her appearance, but

On the first of September, my parents withdrew me from my school. On the third, during a visit with Dr. Miller, my parents told me I was going to Sundance Canyon Academy, a therapeutic boarding school in Utah. I left that Saturday, the fifth, with my parents, and have been at Sundance since then.

When I was just about to start school, I did not know English. I struggled to learn the language, but I worked hard, I studied the little briefcase full of English words and their Spanish translations. The work paid off in the end, so I finally learned English and was able to talk with more people than just the people in my neighborhood, and the Mexican people in my class. I could talk to my teachers, the people who did not speak Spanish, and also, I had learned a new language in 6 months. There re some funny stories involved with my first year in school. For example, my mother has told me that as preparation, they had told me that school was a place for kids only. That it was a place where the parents left the kids alone and the kids learned.

Throughout the years you would never figure out how a kid would end up growing up to be. You don’t know if they are going to be good or bad but you always hope for the best, you never want them to get bullied or feel any pain. All you want is happiness for your kid and no worries. Nobody’s life is a fairytale and many people from reality shows lifes aren’t the real ones they put up with on a daily basis a but let me take you through my journey.