School day

like this: as school days come and go I reflect, on how my education began. I remember my first day of school. I walked into Sparkman, following my older sister Hannah, I made it my mission to attach myself to her and clutch her side making every move that she did. When she went to her class and I was forced to go into mine, I was speechless. I was terrified when I walked into my kindergarten classroom for the first time. Thoughts danced in my mind as to what we might learn that day. That is when

last day of school was a good day. Instead of having to take an ELAR exam we did PSP. On the last day I had ELAR for 4th and 5th period. I didn’t have to do anything. Since we didn’t have to take a test we got to play games and mess around. The day went by really slow, but I was fine with that. I was having fun messing around and playing board games with my friends. At last, I heard the bell ring. I walked outside of the classroom and heard a lot of noise. Everyone was so excited that school was over

start of a new day. I groaned, still drowsy from the 3 hours of sleep I got. My previous night was just an express train of college applications and studying. A question manifested in my mind: "Should I go to school or just stay home and finish my app?" I shrugged off my drowsiness and decided the first option. Today, after all, is Halloween and I wanted to see the plethora of costumes decorating the school halls. I was heading towards the shower, preparing for another day of school. However, what

up it's a school day” with my cracky morning voice. They crawl out of bed like zombies from their grave. I grab my uniform. I put on my stockings and plaid skirt first, then my black shirt. “Can you braid my hair” my sister Ivy mumbles “Sure thing,” I say immediately back. I braid her hair into two french braids then tie them off into a bow with some rope. I then gave her money for lunch. I grabbed my two heavy textbooks. They have happy students that show unrealistic pictures of school. I walked

Summer The last day of school was a good day. Instead of having to take an ELAR exam, we did PSP. On the last day I had ELAR for 4th and 5th period. I didn’t have to do anything. Since we didn’t have to take a test we got to play games and mess around. The day went by really slow, but I was fine with that. I was having fun messing around and playing board games with my friends. At last, I heard the bell ring. I walked outside of the classroom and heard a lot of noise. Everyone was so

I walked through the door on the first day of school, everybody turned and looked at me “Hey Jordyn!” everyone said. I waved. *BEEP BEEP BEEP*In my dreams. I had always wanted to be popular I don’t know why but I always had. I slammed my hand on the snooze button. I climbed out of bed and opened my dresser. Pulled out a pair of leggings and a short floral dress. I went down stair following the smell of waffles. “Morning Jordyn!” My mom said placing a plate on the table. “Hi Mom!” I sat down

first day of school. Both parents and the future scholar are beyond excited as they pack a healthy lunch to head out the door. Mother and child review a checklist of needed supplies. Crayons? Check. Pencils? Check. Backpack ready, they head out the door. Besides the jittery nerves of a new experience, the day goes perfectly. The child shares the same experience as the other students, with one minor exception: stopping by the nurse’s office for a “snack” after recess. Since it’s the first day of school

memory of each person about school, it was something that very difficult and pleasure, especially the first day of school. My family came to the U.S in my freshmen year, the first day of school on the land of free left me a lot of memories about school, the feelings , people and classes. The first day of school for me was messed up between the feelings, it’s because everything was new to me, there were many things that surprised and challenged me in the first day of school. The

The first day of school has the major influence on the way an individual will eventually turn out in the future. Many actions have occurred in my life long ago, some fail to recall, and some I still clearly remember. I was going into my first school in America. I had moved from Kenya, a long distance from the USA in order to link with my family, who had been here for almost 4 years, expecting America would help my future. My father told me It would be better if I go to school here, so I registered

Anaheim Schools have about 180 days in a school year. That is less than what other schools around the country have. This could be the problem resulting in less student success. In high schools, there are about six periods. Each period is about forty minutes long. This is a short amount of time for teachers to teach a lesson and help students out. It is also difficult when there are a few days of school left and students are trying to raise their grades up. In order to increase student success at