Personal Narrative: My First Day In Middle School

When I got introduced to middle school approaching the first day of school, I possessed a lot of various feelings.I was afraid, had butterflies in my stomach, and assumed that middle school was going to be a challenging four years of my life.Basically, I was extremely nervous and excited for the opening day of middle school.

Barry couldn't believe that it was morning already, he went to sleep at 1 a.m because he stayed up binge watching his favorite show.“Barry wake up, it's 7:30!” Diana yelled as she rushed into her son's room. “Mom! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?, it's the first day of school!” was what came out Barry’s mouth although he knew that it was his fault like always. Barry stared at his alarm clock, which was completely silent, no noise or numbers reflecting off the screen to let Barry know that it was time to get ready for his first day of middle school. The day brightened considerably, the shadows were stretching in the opposite direction from what Barry had seen yesterday in his first day in New York. His father, Daniel, and Diana rush into the car since it was Daniel’s first day as well, at his new job in the famous World Trade Center. "Ready for your big day today champ?”, Barry didn't answer because of the memories that rushed through his brain of all his friends, teachers, and his grandpa.

My first day of middle school was all over the place. I had more classes then I did last year and had no idea where to go. My new school was 2 floors tall. I went up and down stairs over and over again. I didn’t know where my locker was or the combo. I was so not ready for middle school at all my life will never be the same because I will have multiple classes and teachers.

My first day of middle school was extremely difficult for me. I was nervous in my first class, I took a seat next to people that I knew in all my classes. There is no work on the first day, and the teachers basically tell you the same thing. As for lunch, I just found a friend that I used to hang out with last year, and then I found other people from my group from last year, we found a table and ate. I knew that I will like it a lot more than elementary school. In the middle I learned that I needed to work harder and become wiser. Not to let people get in my way of my education. I liked having several teachers instead of just one or teachers. I did not like sitting down in one class all day and I like to move around. I got the opportunity to have new people in each one of my classes. Finally going to middle school gave me to get a new experience. For some reason they work in middle school became easier for me instead of harder. I always thought going to a new school that the work

Throughout middle school and the beginning of high school I faced many challenges with my grades. These challenges made me grow and help shape who I am today. In my early teenage years I would view my school work not important. My perspective on priorities were all wrong. As I became older and matured I realized that. I realized school is the most important thing because my future depends on how I do. I realized if I want to go to a good college and have a successful career I have to work hard in school to get there. As high school went by my grades got better and I saw a better version of myself. My grades went from C’s and D’s to A’s and B’s in all my classes. I began to be attentive in class, and be productive and take notes. I did my school

All day, teachers had been acting weird. I caught on halfway through first hour, for we didn't even take the data point that was scheduled for today. The data point counted for half of my grade, and I actually studied for it. That was not the Mr. Grewert I knew.

A time I faced a challenge was the beginning of the 7 th grade and my first year of actual middle school. I was not doing well the first few months of school and didn’t understand the work and I was shy and not open enough to talk to my new teachers. I would not understand the material presented in class and was not motivated. Towards the end of the first semester I was failing most of my classes and my highest grade was a C. I did not know what to do with my life I and with all the stress building up on me I didn’t know what to do . Until one day my mom wanted to do something about it and saw me challenging this action helped changed my life.

Middle school was a very big transition for me. I went from a class of 20 people to a class of 35 people and one classroom to six classrooms! At first I was very anxious because I had been in class with the same people continuously for most of my school life, and now I would barely see those people. Over the past two years of my middle school experience, I have lost friends, made better friends, learned more, matured, and became more independent. Middle school has taught me how to be independent. I had learned that I could not rely on my teacher to remind me that I need to turn in my work, that I needed to figure out my problems myself, and that I needed to ask for help if I need it. I am very grateful that middle school has taught me all

It was the first day of middle school and there were millions of people. At the beginning of the day I was so nervous. Okay Kelly, you can do this...you can do this...We all went to our first class.

I remember the feeling of my first day of middle school clearly. I walked inside my math classroom, and was directed to the table I should be sitting at. I immediately sat down, took my supplies out, looked around, and felt sick. It was a whole new city, and I didn’t know anybody. Seeing new people absolutely frightened me. All I wanted to do was go back to Nogales with my friends who I grew up with, but obviously this was not an option. Throughout the day I saw people hanging out with their friends from elementary school, I didn’t know anybody, so I stayed alone, which I kept on doing for the next month or so.

Last week, I began my first initial year of middle school. I thought that my first day would be anything but challenging and stressful, But, it turns out that I was entirely wrong.

Ah, middle school. A time full of changes both emotional and physical, development of the search of who you are as a person (morals, values, passions, etc.). This time can be extremely confusing, ecspecially for a common transfer, such as myself. Based on the difficult transitions to three different schools in five years (Linden Waldorf, Franklin Road Academy, and Currey Ingram), I’ve never really had the “normal” experience for my schooling. Also, it’s always been very difficult to maintain friends due to my defensive tendencies while still maintaining consistant A’s and B’s. Now, I’m transferring for the fourth time and I’m sure I’ll transfer at least two more times before college. Through all these transitions and natural development throughout all four years, I have become much more confident, determined and self-motivated, and passionate in my life.

Welcome to your first day of middle school. Take a deep breath, and know that me and my friends all survived 6th grade. You might think that it is going to be really hard, and not fun but it is!

When I walked that day into the school, I felt hatred from the surroundings. Teachers, students, and counselors looked at me like I’m the enemy. It wasn’t literally that, but that’s what I sensed. My experience in the Elementary school and in the middle school was daunting. I wasn’t a student that wanted to learn, educate, and enhance. School was a nightmare for me. I hated to go there nor even do anything that is related to it; It didn’t mean anything to me. I lacked improvement, and self-assurance, because I used my life for joyfulness and dissipate. The absence of good grades made my relations with everyone defective and I didn’t feel jubilant with it, until that day came.

Throughout elementary and the first year of middle school I knew who God was but really didn’t know God. I grew up in church my entire life and never made my relationship with him personal.After I made the commitment to Christ my life accelerated at a rapid rate. I then began to have an interest in music which was something that I had never had before. I then began having an interest in drums. There was a guy at the church that I was attending that offered to teach me the basics for free. I loved every second of it. It was difficult and challenging but there was something about it that kept me coming back to the drum set. We would then move churches to be with family. The youth group needed a drummer and asked me to come play. I did that throughout middle