6th Grade On the first day of school unlike most people I wasn’t nervous one bit. I didn't have butterflies in my stomach and I wasn't scared for the year, but there was one thing I was scared for…… If I had any classes with my close friends. I was so happy to meet all my new teachers that day, and see my friends after the long summer. I was ready for the new year to meet new friends and make new goals. I have to say right when I walked into the school I was so confused where to go so I kind of
"knock...knock" you barely heard and the door open slowly "__~chan, wake up , its 6:30 already" soft voice say while lifting the blanket..." Its your first day at school remember" she continue.. You slowly rolled to other side and slip on your slippers "whats for breakfast?" you ask while stretching my arms above my head "go down its ready" while she starting to push me outside the bedroom and guide me down to dinning table and guide me to sit "Ohayo!" You said to you grandparent in table and uncle
August 17th 2014, my first day at high school. Nerve wracking to say the least. I knew my aim for school which was to get good grades then hurry up and move onto University, it’s easier said than done but I had faith in my abilities. At the time, my family and I had a strong relationship as I always told them the truth as I had nothing to hide from them. After 1 good result, I made it into the top maths class however my friend didn’t quite reach the same level as me which led me to making fun of
the mornings, but this particular day was different. The skies were sunny, the birds were chirping, and I was excited. Usually on any other day my mom has to wake me up in the morning, she does a series of pounding on the door and yelling of my name. Most of the times that did not work, and she would have to physically pull me out of my bed. On this fine August morning that was not the case I was the first one awake in my household. It was my first day of first grade and I prepared myself the night
My journey at metrowest My story begins at north high school. I went to north my first two years of high school. I had a bad experience at north. I got into the wrong crowd right off the bat. I passed only about half of my classes first semester freshman year. Second semester i met my demon. I met a boy that was a demon. He made me think that he loved me but he didn’t. He used me like his bully doll, he mentally and sometimes physically abused me. He broke me down to my lowest point in life, i
The move that changed my life Well, who likes to move from one place to another place? Well I am not a big fan either. Also moving from one place to another in the city is painful, I realized that when I helped my cousin to move from one apartment to another. I feel it’s too much work such as bag packing, carrying, organizing everything and many other things. Also takes a long time. But it does have an impact on our lifestyle, even if it’s a move in the same city or different state or country. Everyone
am today. One accomplishment I have made in my life is graduating middle school. My journey from sixth to eighth grade was pretty interesting. I came to ICS in 7th grade. Before ICS I was in India for a year. I completed sixth grade in India, and came back to Bangkok. My sixth grade year went by so fast, like I didn’t even know when a whole year had ended. Sixth grade in India was a little hard because I didn’t know how to read and write in my own first language (Hindi). Slowly like a turtle I learnt
For the last five years of my life, I felt like something wasn't right with me. I hated my school, I hated my town, I hated the idea of waking up in the morning. I always thought that it was because I was different: in my little town in the north of Italy no one really had much in common with me, no one even knew what musical theatre was and going to a scientific high school, I sure didn't fit in much. So when I finished my third year of high school I decided that in September I would be moving to
various leadership roles during my high school life and also in my current job. But to select the one which I am most proud of would be to organize my Form 5 Teacher day Events. Every year my high school SMK Taman SEA would have an extravagant teacher’s day celebration. Teachers would be invited to be part of a telematch of mix student teacher teams. After recess there will be performances by students in the school hall. I would have two parts to play on these events first as the Club Kembara President
My Struggles This narrative is going to be about my struggle story, seeing how I believe everyone has one during their teenage years, mine however is a lot different than most. It is relatively disappointing and sad for me, and I hope this doesn’t happen to anyone else. I have lived in 5 different houses during a ten-year period of time, and most of them were very nice and in safe, social neighborhoods. I was doing very good in school, I was in the Honor Roll and the GATE Program (Gifted and Talented