Personal Narrative: My First Day At Franklin High School

I was starting my first day at a new school. My palms were sweaty, my heart was thumping, and I had butterflies in my stomach. I took a deep breath and walked towards the grey doors. I thought about what the new school would be like; how the teachers were and how the students were. I missed my friends from my old school. I walked through those big grey doors to a whole new place.

Before my freshman year at South Cobb HS was over me and my friends (who I grew up with) were very excited for our sophomore year. That’s because we were all planning to do many things like all of us join a sports team and clubs that year. But one Saturday night my parents told me and my brothers “We will be moving soon, well next month to a house in Powder Springs that we’ll be buying which means you Karla and Joshua will be going to another school next school year” they said. My first response was “I don’t want to move schools.” Hearing this

This year, 2016 and 2017, was my first time at Early College High School. I was very worried and scared at the beginning of the year, but now, I am more comfortable at this school. From re-dos to essays, I have learned a lot this year from my English class. There are many things that I will forget, however, there are also memories and actions I will keep. Lastly, there is advice that I will provide for the upcoming sophomores.

On a cold sunny day in January 2016, I enrolled in Dierks High School as a seventh grader.I had many questions about meeting new teachers, classmates, and other staff. For me this was a very eventful day. The experiences of that day are memorable because they marked the beginning for me as a new student, hopeful of feeling like I belonged in a school where I didn't know many people.

I open the door. I feel sick. I’m nervous and my stomach’s turning. The room is lined with neat rows of desks, each one occupied by another kid my age. I walk in and sit down in an open seat, kids awkwardly staring at me. It’s my first year in 9th grade, second month in NJ, and my first year in the United States of America.

When I first stood at the bottom of the B-building stairs on August 19, 2013, almost every sixth grader was anxious. We were all waiting for the three-chime bell, and when it did ring, we all stampeded up the stairs like a herd of elephants. But I don’t think that it had ever come to me or any of my peers that change would hit every student, including myself at fifty miles per hour and as loudly as the sound of our feet running up the stairs.

In 2014 I began attending Chase High School. I would always joke about how I would be the one to get lost and hide in a locker until three o’clock but when the first day rolled around I wasn’t nervous because I knew most of the seniors and I was on the volleyball team. I loved my freshmen schedule, I had classes with all of my friends, I liked most of my teachers and best of all I had first lunch. Volleyball season was starting off decent, we hadn’t won any games but we were having fun and I was a starter. After about three games into the season the JV team was practicing one day in the AUX gym and that is when my volleyball season took a turn for the worst. We were practicing our hitting lines and it was my turn to hit, the setter set me up but they pushed the ball too far back and

The next day we had a pretty chill day because seniors are just taking pictures for the yearbook. We were just in the auditorium until lunch. They also remind us to start applying for college. Alicia and I already applied in UCLA, USC and UCR. I totally want to go to UCR because my friends there told me that it is very fun there but UCLA and USC are both felicitous universities as well. We’ll just hope for the best, we just certainly want to go to college.

I’m finally a freshman!My first day at Southwest Early College Campus was great,I made two friends.I didn’t get to ride the bus for a whole week because they didn’t get my transportation situation fixed.My dad drove me to school.

When everything was ready I was smiling because I know then is going to be my first day in a new school in the United States and how different it is going to be.

When I first entered Hillsborough Middle School as a student nearly two years ago, I admit that I was slightly nervous for what was ahead of me. I expect all of you to have similar experiences on your first day, and if you say otherwise, you must be lying. Entering a new and unfamiliar setting can take some getting used to. Making your way through the halls was surely difficult that day. On the other hand, the feeling of uncertainty that I was facing was mixed with excitement. New classes meant new friends and experiences. I could not wait to discover

“Ok mom but I will have to make all new friends and it is the summer so I won’t know anyone in the school year.”

Matt said hello and asked them what major and year they were. I felt bad because I remember that I did not teach them that information. However surprisingly I witnessed Ashley signing that she was a junior and a chemistry major. I could not believe that she went on her own and learned some signs on her own. Once we entered into the beanery I saw very familiar faces and felt very comfortable to walk around and chat with everyone. The first people I saw and spoke to was Spencer and Breanna they were very happy to see me because we haven’t been able to hang out in a while. We talked about memories from the past summer and Breanna told me that she was going to Gallaudet next semester. I told her I was so proud of her and would miss her so much.

“It’s official, dismissal is my new favorite time of the day,” said my best friend Janna. I just laughed and called her a silly goose (and yes, I do know that I talk like a 5 year old sometimes. The fact is I just can’t help it. My older brother has a 5 year old little girl and I love babysitting her all the time. I lover her and she means so much to me, so if the outcome of me babysitting her is that I have the vocabulary of a kid, so be it. Okay, I’m done with that little tangent). Janna and I made our way to the big oak tree. Our little group has always stood out here after school since freshman year. “Man, it’s crazy that we are about to graduate,” Baine said. I blushed, I may or may not have the biggest crush on him. It would be practically

    Today is your first day of ninth grade. Same school, new teachers, but now on top. You’re a freshman in highschool. Crazy! Mom and Dad started dating in 9th grade (they won’t stop reminding you trust me…). This year is the year to know who you are before you jump into EVERYTHING. #1 thing is to have fun and try not to procrastinate!