Starting School-Personal Narrative

Freshmen year was something new for me. My studies relied on me being more independently. I wasn't able to perfect my studies, only maintaining a 3.0 grade point average. It was difficult seeing new faces, making new friends; I'd only been used to a grade level of 32 kids and one teacher. Due to the fact that I lived one mile away from the school, transportation wasn't offered and my parents didn't drive during that time so, I always walked to school and back everyday. But, I tried to stay

Coming into high school was amazing because it was nice to experience, a whole new school setting. But in reality my first year was the worst year. I lost my grandfather along with three uncles, and it shook my whole year. The fact that i am still in school is outstanding, when i look upon it. The most difficult obstacle for me was getting back on track after what i went through my freshman year high school.

Growing up I was known to be a very shy child. I was too scared to talk to anyone and I was very reserved. I always have cared about what people thought about me. I didn’t want to wear “boy” clothes because I worried kids would make fun of me. I didn’t even make close friends until fifth grade. When I did finally feel comfortable at school and found amazing friends, I decided to switch schools shortly after for a chance at new opportunities. It lead me to standing alone in a crowded high school while I waited for that first bell to ring, so I could head to my first period class.

Coming to eighth grade on the first day was slightly scary for me. I was afraid that I wouldn’t have any friends on the same team as me and that I wouldn’t have a class with any friends. When I arrived to the homeroom, school didn’t start off as bad as I thought it would. Apparently I had more than one friend in my homeroom, which made things less awkward for the first time being in class.

Starting middle school was a mixture of anxiety and excitement. There was a brand new campus to explore, but we were also nervously anticipating the academic program that was about to begin. Most of my grade had been together since the age of four and by this time there were clear social divides. There were the girls who were seen as popular, and then there was everybody else. You could say that I was part of the popular crowd, though at the time I didn’t notice myself standing apart from the others. As a group of friends we got on well, we’d hang out, go to the cinema, have sleepovers, all the usual things friends do. Then things gradually started to change.

When I arrived at Prosper High School on the first day of school, I was extremely nervous, but halfway through the day that all went away because I made a few friends and everyone was so nice and welcoming, which made me feel like

Starting high school was a challenge. There are new surroundings and new people to please and impress. Classes were difficult, not because the work was hard but because there was nothing that was the same. New school, new teachers, and new faces to try to please were to much to handle when everything was falling apart at home As time went on, the smile face mask I had to wear everyday got thicker and thicker and it was getting more difficult to put on every morning. The only thing I would do when I got home was do my homework, read a book, maybe watch a little TV, nibble on dinner then go to bed. That was my life and that was my routine for 2 years. When I did go out with friends I would be home way to early and nothing really happened to make

Even though I was scared out of my mind, I never felt so powerful. A new school meant a new identity. It felt like new opportunites were on the tips of my fingertips and I wanted to take all of them. I wanted to dance in the middle of passing period, and dance no matter what anybody said about me. I wanted to join any club or class without any doubt in my mind. I knew that after staying at a school with the same people for 6 years, I would finally make more friends than ever before. With that in mind, I could have climbed mount everest or go swim with the sharks with no fears.

Let’s jump ahead again, this time to my first day of school. Morris Knolls High School is one of the top high schools in the US. Their curriculum is rigorous and their standards are sky high. Also, this was a completely new environment for me. I didn’t know how high school worked and this wasn’t the type of town I was used to. Living in suburbia and attending a school with different demographics than I was used to scared me. I now lived 30 minutes away from everything I grew up around. But the thought of having a fresh start excited me. No one knew me, I was a nobody and therefore free to completely change myself.

Though my experiences 5th grade was amazing and I loved going to Biztown. It was school still, so we did have to work hard and sometimes it felt overwhelming but when I look back on it now it feels like the school year breezed by. During the beginning of the school year I was nervous because even though many people I knew would be in my class, I was worried if I would find my place. Because even though some people don’t want to say so people do have “groups”. So for the first day it’s a day to kinda give impressions. Like the teachers pet,class clown,the smart kid,and etcetera.Though the year I did eventually find my place and had made amazing friends while doing so.Although I did have my fair share of drama but it didn’t bother me as much

Before I started school I went to daycare instead of pre-k. There were three teachers that I can remember and they were Miss Amanda, Miss Jessie, and Mrs. Teresa. Out of all of them Miss Amanda was defiantly my favorite Before I started school I would go to daycare four days a week and Friday I would stay at home with my dad because back then he had Fridays off. We went to daycare because we do not live near any of our families. I liked spending the days at daycare and also at home with my dad. When I was a kid I was pretty shy and reserved kind of like I am now also. When I was little my hair was very short and extremely blonde. My food favorite food when I was little was meat. Any kind everything from chicken to steak. One memory I have of being in daycare was when one day I pulled a

Transferring from elementary to junior high was a big change for me and my classmates. Many of the things that scared us was having lockers, trying to find the rught class rooms and meeting new and bigger people. The only students that we knew were the kids a grade ahead of us and they all pitched in to help us find everything we needed. Having a new principal was also a different experience. Meeting Mr. Davis for the first time everyone was a little scared since we didnt know anything about him and that he was a little loud. But we would later realized that he would be one of our best friends.

My first day I got lost the whole day, but since my older brother went here I had a couple people to show me around. A lot of the senior boys took me in as their little sister because of my brother. So I really did not have to worry about people messing with me. My freshmen year went well; until my cousin came here. A lot of people did not like him so he stayed in

To describe my thought of me being in that private school- horrific. I had the known the same people all my life, I wasn’t ready for this, this big change, big leap in my life. It was too much to handle I couldn’t bear it, the stress was going to send me to the hospital, I was going to be the first case of cardiac arrest at age 12. I was not a socially outgoing person. I was socially awkward. The status I was at though on my social aspect made me comfortable. I was that quiet, shy, awkward girl my whole and I was okay with that. I never had a problem my 6th grade year because, the people, the building it was nothing out of my comfort

Freshman year I remember walking into the school mortified, thinking that everything and anything that could go wrong would. I had never attended a Liberty-Benton School and knew about five people that would be in my grade. I was shy and quiet because I didn’t know any of the new faces. I was insecure about myself and thought that it would be almost impossible to make friends. Before high school, I went to a small, private,