Personal Narrative: I Had My First Day At Washington Academy

The first time that Sean and I met was in the 7th grade at Washington Middle School. Sean was the new kid at school at the time, and when you're the new kid the teacher introduces you to the entire class. The teacher also wanted someone to give Sean a tour of the school, so she wanted to see who already knew him. I didn't know him yet, but when she asked who did I yelled out "I do!" She turned to Sean and asked if he knew me, he said yes even though he knew he didn't. As I was giving him a tour of the school he asked if I actually knew him. I told him no, I just wanted to get out of class. And that was the beginning to our

Events: Today was my first day at Tecumseh High School, it actually start off at Tecumseh Middle School ha. In my defense I typed in Tecumseh High School, and maps didn’t have it right, so I went all the way through town, pasted the real high school only to find out I wasn’t where I needed to be. Finally I made it to the High School and there wasn’t any real problems after that. It was easy to get in and find the office, I was escorted to the weight room where I found out that I was going to be in a strength and conditioning class, I had no idea it was strength and conditioning, I figured it was another physical education class. While in the class I wasn’t really introduced to the class for some reason I felt like that was odd but I was able to watch and figure out how class was ran and what was

Hi,name is Willie and I go to Beecher Prep. This year i’m going to be in Seventh grade this year. I’m 12 years old and i’m well built fast and smart I play sports like baseball and basketball. I have sea green eyes.I also have a smooth but sculpted face and brown hair.Im going to tell you about last year at beecher prep it starts like this, this new kid has a problem with his face i’ve seen him in the school. I had just got done shooting free throws and I was just about to walk home and I saw him he was taking some tour with three other kids. He seemed very shy. I have to say I was very shocked to see him at first. Two boys and one girl. There was one boy who seemed nice,but the other boy was mean and tried to bully the kid with the issue.

Being a student at Washington Community High School, I put forth my best effort to involve myself in academics, athletics, school clubs, and volunteer work. During my freshman year of high school, I committed myself towards music to a great extent. I performed in the marching band, the Jefferson and Wilmor Contemporary Music Project bands, the Symphonic Winds top concert band, and the pep band. In addition to music, I competed in several athletic activities, including cross country and track. Furthermore, I participated in a considerable amount of school-sponsored clubs such as the Student Council, the Freshman Executive Board, the Washington Leadership and Community Service Club, the Spanish Club, and the Mathletes Team. Throughout my

I was worried about being drawn to other topics besides marine science. It's what I've always thought I wanted to do, but after my first year at Evergreen, I've allowed myself to explore a lot more. I decided it's okay to learn and experience different things along the way, as long as I feel they're beneficial, and will improve my understanding of the world. I haven't veered too far from my original interest and want my focus to be in environmental studies.

Hi, I’m Maria Lokewood, it was a nice sunny day in Washington I moved here recently I’m going to this school called Franklin High School, it is my first day of being in highschool, I’m a little nervous but I need to think positive and make friends. I got to school at 7:56 AM got my combination to my locker. I grabbed my supplies for my first class on a blue day, Geometry and stayed in the classroom until school started because it was my first day and I wanted to know where my assigned seat was.

Remembering the first day I attended school in America, it was nothing more than dreadful, miserable and terrifying.On one side, I remember been called an Indian maggot, on the other side, an African foreigner, and finally the dead walker.With the addition of getting accustomed to the language, culture and the people, I felt this was one of the most hardest obstacles I had ever experienced. Before the age of 14, I arose every morning to the comfort and pleasure of my parents. When regional holidays came about, men and women packed their children's clothes and headed off to to relatives houses, when Christmas came around, men and women flooded the streets in their traditional Eritrean white cotton garments, with woven colors of red,green and blue symbolizing Eritrean flag. At every street corner, smartly dressed men and women

For the first quarter i got straight A’s and one B. I sit with Ryan, Bruno, Grant, Hayduke, Ethan, Brady, and Tony. I have honours math. My first quarter was good I got to learn more and be with my friends.

The first week at John Reith Elementary, I felt completely lost and did not know what to do. I did not have any formal instructions and did not know my place. , I met the AM kindergarten teacher Ms. Moua and I was informed that Ms. Din would not be in today and a substitute teacher would teach the class. I did not have any interaction with the students and only observed the class as a whole.

My first week at Brown Academy was so much fun! I was happy to find out that I was placed in a pre-k class full of 3 and 4 year olds. The students were a bundle of energy, and definitely boosted my mood. Being at Brown Academy felt like such a good escape from the typical lecture style learning experience. I was also happy that the lead teacher that I’m placed with is a great example of how to remain respectful, calm, and professional in all situations. I’m excited to watch, and steal this teacher’s effective strategies!

My first day of kindergarten at Donald Elementary School was the first day of my twelve-year prison sentence. Previously I had attended 2 years of Montessori School, where each student was able to learn at their own pace. I had already learned my hundreds chart, the basics of reading and writing, and how interact with my peers. Mrs. Curls kindergarten classroom was nothing like I had ever experienced before. It was a holding cell. I was forced to sit in my assigned seat next to Johnny and listen to my classmates count to ten and sing the alphabet for six hours a day five days a week. I didn’t understand how school could be so boring. I quickly learned it was because there is no real freedom to be found in schools. The most severe problem found

Unfortunately I won't be around tomorrow. Is there anyway I could bring it today ? If not today, I won't be back in the city until Tuesday.

February 7, 2001, the day my mom and I step foot into America. I remembered it like it was yesterday. The roads filled with snow. A week later, I was enrolled into Beeson Elementary school as a 5th grader. With the little English that I possessed, I was placed in an ESL class. EVERYTHING was different! I felt like a fish out of water and feared getting ready to school every morning. One day in P.E. class, I was pushed down and a boy placed a piece of chewed gum on my hair. I didn’t know how to react except to run to the restroom and cried. Suddenly, my P.E. teacher came to my rescue. She helped me get the gum out and we sat for a while before heading back out. The boy gave me unpleasant stare each day after that, because he got in trouble.

“I can do this,” I told myself while entering the crowded classroom of the middle school that would be my home for the next year and a half. My stomach threatened to unravel as I walked around in search of an open desk. When the teacher spotted the perplexed look on my unfamiliar face, he asked me to introduce myself in front of the entire class. Nerves, anxiety, and sheer terror were all jumbled together as I feared that people would ridicule my broken English. At that moment when panic began to take over my entire body, I was reminded of the last two years of my life. Suddenly, my first day of school in the United States didn’t seem so bad. I can do this.

Living away from your country can be a really exciting and challenging, but I never expected the culture shock to impact me this much. My memories of those times aren’t strong, but I remember when my first day of school in United States started. Early in morning, our family caseworker take me to McMurray Middle School. When we reached there I saw big beautiful house at least that what I thought but unfortunately it was school. Besides the building, the view in front was outstanding, the spacious ground, playground, and everything look amazing to me because it was new to me. I look at school with smile but same time I was