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Personal Narrative: Lake Rim

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My preschool years I started off at a school called Lake Rim in Hope Mills, North Carolina. My teacher's name was Mrs.Keller and we were all little kids so we thought she was scary because her name was so close to killer. By the second day we realized that she was a very compassionate and nice teacher after giving us candy for every math problem we got right. I didn't go to Lake Rim for long because I think we were two months into the school year and as I was getting out of the reading tub one day a kid named Jermaine. He had just got done at the math section before running across the classroom screaming and as I turned around to get out of the tub he superman kicked me in the face and I flew back into the tub. Mrs.Keller quickly came over to see if I was alright and took me to the guidance office because I had a bloody nose and a boot mark on my face.

The principal then called my dad and told him all of what happened and I could have swore they were only on the phone for five minutes and my dad got there as soon as they hung up. My dad talked with the principal and the teacher for about ten minutes then we went home. I didn't go to school for the rest of the week and that saturday he went and bought a house here in Eastover and I …show more content…

I can remember walking in the door to Mac Williams for the first time and thinking that I was actually grown up but not knowing that I still had a abundant amount of growing up to do. In middle school sixth grade is probably the worst grade to be in from my perspective because you can't play sports until seventh grade. So when seventh grade came around I couldn't have been anymore happy to for the first time try out of an actual sports team. I played football for both my seventh and eighth grade years along with wrestling. I also tried out for the baseball team me eighth grade year because I wanted to get most athletic but was beaten by one vote to Andrew

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