Personal Narrative: Going Through Change As A Kid

I was slowly rolling up the street, sitting in the back of school bus number 741, for what felt like a normal Wednesday afternoon. I looked out the window as we entered my street and I couldn’t believe eyes. Little freshman me had my face pressed up against the bus window, desperately trying to comprehend why there could possibly be so many emergency vehicles in my driveway. The bus came to a stop, I ran to the front, and scrambled down the steps. I got off the bus, stopped, and looked at the 7 house walk I took every day to make it home. This walk I did everyday felt ten times as long and as I got closer and closer my vison started to blur, legs started to crumple, and all

Moving away from the place that one calls home is a hard situation, especially for a child at a young age. I lived in Brookhaven, Mississippi, and I was in the eighth grade. I had been in Brookhaven School District majority of my childhood. I had plenty of friends, and I was involved in school clubs. It was two weeks before the beginning of my freshman year when I got the news. My mom called me in her room and explained why I had to transfer schools. My sister has Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis, and she felt that it was best that we try a smaller school. I called up my friends to tell them the news, and we decided that these last few nights were going to be the best. We went out to bowl, had sleep overs, and had a special trip to the waterpark. I felt so happy to get that time with them, but moving day came and ruined all of the fun. That morning we packed up the house, said our goodbyes to our neighbors, and drove away. Though as I rode in the car towards a new beginning, I felt like I left behind the whole world behind me.

I was going to Brentwood Middle School when I got the news. I was just starting to find my friend group. Then I was told I would be transferring to a new group of schools. I would be moving 20 minutes down the road into a little town called Nolensville. When I thought it couldn’t get any worse, I would have to transfer schools again after I finished my freshman year. During my sophomore year of high school, I began at Nolensville. This school and town have changed me in ways I never thought it would.

In 2015 when i was in 5th grade i changed schools to lafayette parish school and the food was BAD.And the kids were mean well alot of them.The wait for our parents and the long line of cars,and they made us pay alot of money.So we moved to scott middle and i liked it some of my friends were there and the gym was fun the food was good unlike the other school.But it changed my life because i used to be like a little trouble maker well not that much but until i came here i was not so much trouble.I was happy and i loved the teachers and it made a change in my life i dont really like the teachers that much over here i love them,and the work may be hard,but i know it no matter how hard it is i will get

Have I changed since the beginning of Jr. High? I believe I have, I feel that it was a positive change. I have become more open about myself, I really don't care about what others think of me, and have learned to love myself before I love others.

When I was in the fourth grade, I moved from a small Lutheran school of 100 to a larger publicly funded elementary school, Lincoln Elementary. Wow. Lincoln was a big school, full of a thousand different attitudes about everything from eating lunch to how to treat a new kid. It was a tough time for me, my first year, and more than anything, I wanted to

The first school I attended, I started there from pre-school up until 3rd grade. At that school, I was extremely comfortable because I was basically growing up there and I wasn’t the “new kid” ,but the move to the next school I felt extremely lost. Each year that I was moved to a different school, I felt like I had been losing little bits of my identity.

I decided to go to a different school than all of my friends because I felt like I needed that separation to be able to really find myself and also prove to myself that I could survive without them. While I did struggle in the beginning, it was the right decision to be separated from them because it made me a stronger and more independent person.

“The hardest part about growing up is letting go of what you were used to, and moving on with something you’re not.” Growing up can be fantastic. Growing up can also be scary. Many people do it on their own time. Others must do it quickly. Some have a nurturing family and a wonderful environment in which to do this. Others still are not as fortunate. The point is that everyone’s situation is different, unique. No matter how similar one situation may seem from another there are countless other things that affect how a child might grow up. One’s own life may seem perfect to those on the outside looking in when in reality, there could be a constant struggle that is known to few or even none. For myself, growing up was something that had to

Something that has affected my life is when i moved schools. I moved from Tupelo Public Schools (classes of 400+) to Mooreville School District (classes of maybe 100). I enjoyed the move because it was a big difference. I know many people hated it at Tupelo, myself included. I chose mooreville because my dad lived in the school district. When i went to Tupelo, I didn’t really fit in. I always was the outcast. I didn’t fit in with any cliques or extracurricular activity groups, so i normally was just alone with a few friends to talk to. Whenever i made the move, in the middle of my 7th grade year, I was very unsure simply because i only knew one person who went there. She had been my best friend for years. I moved and then i decided that it

Halfway through 5th grade I moved to what at the time was a small town named Prosper. Despite my love for my first home town of Mckinney, Prosper is where I began to become the person I am today. I can’t lie, the change was very difficult. It was very hard leaving a town and a school that I had made so many best friends and great memories in, to a place where everyone already knew and grew up with each other. At first, I was very quiet and mostly ended up sitting at lunch tables by myself, afraid to go sit with and meet the kids that were always talking to each other and having a good time. It wasn’t until I was in 6th grade and made the decision to join the band where I joined an entire new community inside the one I already lived in. In band I got to meet kids that were just like me and within a couple of weeks became a second family away from home. Band has been the thing in my life that shaped me the most, It has taught me discipline, self confidence, and how to keep fighting hard with my head held high when I

our journey came upon us. The sun had just climbed over the first huge hill and its brilliant

About five years ago, in 4th grade, I had to move schools. I remembered being scared because I had to make new friends, have new teachers and experience a whole different atmosphere. I did not know how it might be or how the student would be reacting or treating me in that school. I was also very sad I was leaving all my friends and I was sure I was not going to see them anymore because we were all going to whole different schools. My mom told me, “It will not be hard to make new friends. You just have to trust me. The new school you are going to is going to be very fun and you will be able to experience new things. Just believe in me.”

When I think about an event that sticks out in my mind as one that was very important in my life, I think about changing schools in the seventh grade. About halfway through my middle school career, I became very unhappy at my school and with life in general. Upon discussing with my parents, we made the decision that I would switch schools and embark on a new journey in hopes to appease my unhappy soul. At first, I felt as if a new school would not help; little did I know what a profound change it would have on my life.

Moving schools when you are going into your most embarrassing stage of your life is honestly one of the toughest things I have ever done in my life. Although it was tough at first, it taught me many valuable life lessons. I learned how to adapt and make friends on a whim. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I hadn’t gone through these events.