customary in our school that the 9th class students bid farewell to the 10th class. They make the parting day as much memorable as they can. They arrange a parting feast and bear all its expense; they do their best to make the function a success. The Last Day of my school This year 20th February was my last day at school. The school bell range as usual. The 10th class boys were sad in outlook. After the first period the teachers and the students of high classes met in the school hall. The Principal
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My worst day of school was my freshman year. I had the worst day of school in the beginning of the year‚ September‚ to be exact. It wasn’t the first day of school but it was close. It started of as most terrible days of school start‚ missing the bus. It wasn’t that I just missed my bus it was that I was wearing wrinkled clothes and my hair was all messed up also. When I actually got into the building‚ the one good thing happened to me‚ I found a five dollar bill on the floor. But that luck wouldn’t
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know why I thought that‚ I was actually a pretty nice person. I had a somewhat unremarkable life‚ except for my mom being gone. I lived with my dad and my 7-year old brother in the suburbs. Life was hard sometimes‚ but I got through it. Eventually it came to the first day of school yet again. It was a typical first day of school. Rushing to get ready‚ finding the perfect outfit‚ cliche first-day-of-school pictures. When I got to school‚ everything was normal. Life was good. But‚ in a weird class
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I was fully optimistic that the day would go well‚ but it did not fall in the plan that I believed it would. It was the same routine in a new environment. My first day at Larned High School started like every first day before me. The principal‚ Mr. Langdon‚ gathered all the students and welcomed us into a new school year. The speech as long but informational. It was a familiar speech that I had heard every first day of school. Unfortunately‚ this familiarity would end‚ and now I was stuck roaming
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My Last Day At School The twelfth of February 1960‚ was my last day at school. I was full of mingled feelings of joy and sorrow. I was happy at the idea of freedom and preparatory holidays for full one month. I was sad at the thought of parting from my teachers‚ friends and Alma Mater. We were asked to come to school at 2 p.m. on that day. All the students of the 10th class were well-dressed. Everybody appeared at his best. First of all‚ we were photographed. Then we had a sumptuous feast
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nervous butterflies in my stomach. Today was mine and Cassie’s first day at the Jefferson Davis School‚ a former whites-only school‚ who wanted us to join. No one really knows why‚ but Mama agreed. Mama came into my room to get me out of bed‚ then to Cassie’s. Both of us were extremely anxious and did not want to go‚ but Mama did not want to hear it‚ so we kept quiet and obeyed. After dressing up in our nice clothes and eating a good breakfast‚ we ran to ride the bus for the very first time. Cassie and
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Short Essay on My Last Day at School By Ankita on August 21‚ 2011 in How to Write Essay Tears trickle down my cheeks as I remember my last day in my school. It was the day of parting and parting in life is painful. It was the last chapter of the glorious book of my student life. I had been a student in my school for ten years. It was a golden period of my life. But the golden period passed away like a happy dream. The 15th of February‚ 1964‚ was my last day at school. It was a day of mixed joy
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I went to St. Michael School from Kindergarten through Eighth grade‚ so when it came time to leave for high school‚ I was not excited for the change. St. Michael was especially small in regards to student population. We had just under three hundred students split between all nine grades. That left roughly twenty to thirty kids per class. I was extremely used too this small environment and not exactly looking forward to the terrors of high school towering over me nor the thought of being lost in the
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the part of every student to remember the first day at school. It gave me a terrible feeling of fear and anxiety as I went to school with my father. It was my mother who first thought of sending me to school. Of course I was of the school going age. When my mother expressed it I thought that she was a heartless woman. My mind was disturbed at first. Although I had heard about school‚ I had not visited it earlier. My father took me to school which was an unknown place for me. Teachers and students
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future of not only the rest of my high school career‚ but my entire life‚ I continue to feel a longing for my old school. I wish for my old friends who I know will recognize me and jump to greet me; my old routine that I grew so accustomed to. But none of that matters now. All that matters is that I currently feel like a “nobody” and I’m certain that is all that I’ll feel for the next two agonizing years of my life. Is it just my imagination‚ my insecurities flooding my brain‚ or is everyone staring
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