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Personal Narrative: Summer Before Seventh Grade
Summer before Seventh Grade
My experience in Junior High started the summer right after sixth grade, before seventh grade even started. That summer I was part of the Hoosier Hills Pact program, the program was made to help students with the transition between elementary and Junior High. In the program I spent every wednesday at the school with Mrs. Harrison, Mrs. Long, and some other students whose names I can’t remember. Every once and awhile we would take a field trip somewhere to get to know each other better and other times we would be talking about what we would need to know for future years. When we had free time we would sometimes go down to the lower gymnasium and play games using a parachute and just have fun. The Pact program really made
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Seventh Grade
The first day of of seventh grade and my first year of Junior High was easier they I could of imagined and the teachers were truly great at their jobs. For the first semester I took the normal year round classes of social studies, english, physical education, math, and science along with the relationships/fashion and computer apps classes. For social studies my teacher was Mrs. Tool, she was always enthusiastic about teaching her class and good at it too though she could get scary when she was mad. Mrs. Tool taught us about different religions, what was going on in the world, and what the first civilizations were like. My teacher in english was Mrs. Brown, she was always nice to her classes but most of the students were never respectful towards her. She taught us about grammar, root words, and story configuration. Mrs. Bosley was our math teacher she always fair and taught the best she could even when the students were rude. In her class she let us spin a wheel for a prize whenever we got a bellringer question


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