Personal Narrative: Moving To A New School

Even though she was at her house, she still hurried to get to school for the feeling of satisfaction and safety instead of staying at her house which is filled with fear and discomfort. Barry uses the main character’s actions to convey that the narrator only feels comfort when she is at school and that she always urges to be there. Secondly, in the passage that follows, Lynda Barry writes the narrator’s thoughts to show that just the sighting of someone’s safe haven can relieve panic. “ All I knew was a feeling of panic, like the panic that strikes kids when they realize they are lost. That feeling eased the moment I turned the corner and saw the dark outline of my school at the top of the hill” (Barry 1). The quotes conveys that just when the protagonist sees the outline of her school the feeling of discomfort simply disappears. The narrator’s mind finally went calm, as shown through the thoughts that went through her head. Thirdly, in the next excerpt, the author uses first person narrative to express the thinking of the central figure of narrative. “It’s only thinking about it now, 28 years later, that

I really enjoy doing my homework and learning but, I hate going to school to learn and get my homework. I moved to Vermont after eighth grade because my father got to move higher up at work. I don't know a lot about his job but, I didn't have a say. Back at home in Mississippi I didn't have a lot of friends. I had one named Lucy but when I told her I was going to move she said we weren't friends anymore. I'm starting high school now and I'm so scared to start over again. I love my new room the view is very pretty but, tonight I hate it because tomorrow is my first day of school.

Times were tough when I was 8 years old. However, it was at this time that my mum decided that it would be best for us to move out from our house and change my schools. An obnoxious bar just completed construction across the road and the presence of such homeless and corrupt men would only hinder my growth. That is what my single mum, that had to look after me and my two sisters, thought. But then again, who would think that living in downtown alleyways would be a promising idea for a single mum with three kids.

The reputation of Clark, she thought at the time, was that rarely any fun events took place nor were any of her friends there. Ever since kindergarten, her parents’ decision was for her to attend this school. However, growing up with the knowledge that her future was all planned out by her own parents without her knowing felt like she was a bird in a cage just waiting to fly out.

It’s been about three months since we’ve moved to Phoenix after the situation with Billy Deel. Grandma Smith died but Mom didn’t tell us anything about it and we’re living in one of her old houses now. The house is huge with fourteen rooms, Brian and I counted them as soon as we got there. We even have a backyard with orange and palm trees! Our neighbors are mainly Mexican and Native American people living in houses turned into apartments.

It’s the night before the first day of high school. At 1:00AM, Jamie still nervously lies awake on her bed, while thinking about her new chapter in life. Middle school wasn’t the best experience for her, as she was bullied for being “overweight” and being a nerd. Neither boys nor girls liked her for the way she was. Jamie couldn’t wait for high school to start so she could never see them again.

When her senior year came around she'd had a list of schools to choose from, but the idea of being away from home, away from her parents, and with no friends.... it had been terrifying. She finally had settled on the same school her brother had gone to. It wasn't the best choice academically, but it wasn't the worst either; Lloyd was a

For more than a decade, I grew up around ringing slot machines and glaring casino lights. It was not like any other childhood environment, but then again, Las Vegas is not any other city. I was admittedly less serious about my education because I knew that students there usually attended one of two closeby colleges, so I did not see the purpose in challenging myself to pursue any other college. However, the decision to move to a new city and state came as a surprise when one day my dad suddenly told my family that he’d accepted a new job in Irvine that offered a higher salary. My first reaction was to be angry- I could not fathom leaving everything I’ve ever known: my friends, my school, my home. We left Las Vegas on June 8th, 2013, two days after my last day of freshman year of high school.

Every year at least one teenager has to go to a new strange school. This can be difficult when a teenager doesn't know anyone in the school. Even I had to move schools when I was in 11th grade which was very hard because I've been to my other school for two years and I pretty much knew everyone there. Moving to a new school was very scary for me and it didn't make me really happy cause I knew that I would have to make new friends other people already have friends over there and I was just scared that I wouldn't fit in. Was 15 when does happened and I was currently on my way to go to 11th grade I lived with my parents. When I was in 10th grade I was enjoying school I had a lot of friends in school and life was really good but then one day my mom and my dad thought that apartment we were living in was too small for us and the rent was too much so my mom with the siding that maybe we should move I was upset because we were going to change schools and I really didn't want that to happen but my mom said they would try their best to find the same school in house around that now I just have to wait and find out if we do find a house or if we don't find a house around my school.

When I was a younger I went to a school called Centerville Jr High. I remember starting school there and being very nervous to start my seventh grade school year because I didn't have very many friends at that school. Over the course of three years, that I spent at Centerville Jr. High, I was able to meet a lot of new people and make a lot of new friends. But moving forward in my life I had to make a decision that influenced my family and me in a very big way. In this paper, I argue that the decision to transfer to a different high school, and start all over again, was one of the most influential decisions that I have ever had to make.

When I was ten-years-old, my mother decided to move to New York and my life as I had known it changed forever. Even now, whenever I close my eyes, I can still clearly see my first day of school in America. A teacher led me into a brightly lit room, dozen of eyes peered up at me and I had never felt more like an animal at a zoo. The extent of my vocabulary back then didn’t extend much further beyond “hello” and “goodbye”. Adjusting to a new school would be difficult enough, but I was in a new country where I barely even know the language. Everyday at school, I can see my classmates talking to me, but no matter how hard I try, I can't understand anything that was said to me. One morning on my second week of school, as I was talking to my classmates,

My day started with picking out an outfit which I’m not used to, a polo and black pants are my usual attire. As I enter Valley it is such an unfamiliar place, I don’t know anyone or know where everything is. Students stand around with their usual friends and laugh while I worry about where to go and who I need to talk to, to get my day started. Valley is a foreign place to me, the hallways are maze, backpacks everywhere, and orange on the lockers instead of maroon. There isn’t morning greeting only a bell, I was ready to pray but quickly remembered I was at Valley.

Sara Winters was having an unusually good first day of school so far. She had gotten a decent schedule, locker, and she even met a few people. She was really looking forward to going to get coffee after school. This school didn 't seem to be too bad. It would be an improvement over the last school. Better yet, Lexie had promised this would be her last new school until she graduated.

During my time at the school I had seriously considering moving to Oregon to live with my dad. Although in the beginning I was told that I could easlily transfer my credits I found out later that most if any at all wouldn't transfer to another school like Pima which I stated before was a local community college. My only real option was to transfer to another ITT, so when I looked into going to the one in portland to my surprise they also could not transfer all of my credits over and didn't even offer the same degree. They told me they could transfer me into a buisness management degree which was equivilant to the one I was getting now in game design to which I politely declined. The end result came down to me staying in Arizona or not completing

Imagine, you’re enjoying your life, you are contented and you are together with your family where you live and all together with your friends in your school staying serene. Suddenly, one day you just heard your parents saying that you’ll move to another country, transfer to a new school, and leave your friends and other family members. Wouldn’t you be so upset because you’re leaving, and at the same time you’d be afraid and worried for the reason that you have to leave, learn that country’s language in order to transfer to a new school. My goal now is to learn everything I have to know that I’ll possibly go through in my life there.