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Personal Narrative: My Lincoln Intermediate Experience
My Lincoln Intermediate experience is very hard to remember. I can never tell the two years apart. I had the same three teachers for both years. I don’t know how that works but it happened. I had the same math teacher my mom had when she was in 6th grade. Mrs. Rezab she was my favorite teacher in Lincoln, but I'm not so sure she liked me. She would always say “Where's your homework?” Or “Why isn't it done?” I never ever did my homework, and to be honest I'm still learning to do it. One day in 6th grade the teachers found a note in the girls bathroom that was saying that someone is going to bomb the school on the following friday. The school had to send papers and emails home to our parents that they were gonna do backpack checks on friday. The letter also explained that the parents could decide to also keep their child home if they really …show more content…

“Why not” I questioned.
“Because I said so that's why” she replied
“Ugh fine” I huffed. I remember being very scared and nervous to go to school that day, and the day before my grandma had bought me a whole bag of candy. So the only reasonable thing to do was bring the candy to school. I filled my entire backpack with the candy, and off to school I went. When I got to school you had to wait in a line to get your bag checked. I was getting pretty nervous because I didn’t want to get into trouble because of all my candy in my bag. When I got to the front of the line I went to Mrs. Rezab because I knew her. When I got to her she dumped my bag upside down and tons of candy fell out. “What is all of this!?” Mrs. Rezab yelled at me. “My lunch?” I replied trying to sound innocent. “This is not an acceptable lunch Hailey” Mrs. Rezab Informed me. During this the principle was walking around and observing the teachers checking the bags. When he got to the table I was at he said “what’s all of this” while pointing at the candy. “She says it’s her lunch” Mrs. Rezab told

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