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Personal Narrative: My Sixth Class In Middle School
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Form fifth grade, everyone made sixth grade sound like a sign up for your death wish, but what everyone told me was wrong. My favorite part about sixth grade is the fact that we have so much freedom. At Davis Creek, we didn't have a lockers, we weren’t allowed to chew gum, we couldn't even keep our phone in our backpacks. So, when middle school came and I saw everyone chewing their gum and having their phone in their pockets, I was about to flip out! On the first day all I remember saying is that they were going to get in trouble. Though, all of this was pretty horrible, the worst part was switching classes. Just the thought of walking into the wrong classroom and everyone just staring makes me want to cringe.
Surprisingly, the easiest class for me to find was Language. On the first day, I though the world was going to end, but the teacher always put smiles to our faces with her very expressive laughs. Her rules were strict but easy to follow and I respect that. I like a class that has a challenge but not to hard. Language was fun, but the only thing that I would change is that we get to write anything we want to for the first few weeks. I know that you are a teacher and you have to follow your lesson plans, but That would be the only thing I would change. As you may or
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Everything that I have done all year as lead to a great part of life, going to the next grade. It will be harder, but just as sixth grade did it will be gone in a flash and like all of the other yeas before that. It just seemed like yesterday when I was struggling to say the alphabet or trying to count to 20. So, what I learned through out my years as a student is that life an be hard at times, but no matter what it will all come out in the end. I will miss everyone and I will miss every teacher from sixth grade. Thanks for the best year of my

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