MOVING DAY Waking up to an average morning walking outside in the crisp morning air to get breakfast for myself. After I ate I headed for school to finish those standardized tests at the end of 6th grade. So far my class did well and was eager to get them over with. While I was in my zone working on the test‚ I could hear the clock ticking away every precious second passing. I had to get done with my English test before recess. Finally I looked at the clock and the time read 1:53 pm‚ just with a
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The first day of tryouts at my new high school was going extremely well. Socializing on the sideline‚ I thought‚ “Maybe high school isn’t going to be that bad after all.” However‚ The last drill of the day destroyed my hopes for making the lacrosse team. Running toward the goal‚ I felt a massive pop in my hip. A ligament had torn‚ and I could hardly walk. For weeks as I hobbled along on my cane‚ I would catch people staring at me in the hallways. Whether the cane or just low self-confidence‚ I never
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It was Tuesday the first of September when I started secondary school at St. Patrick’s College. As the eldest in my family I had no one to answer any of my worries or fears before I walked through the large iron gates on such a huge day in my life. I could hardly get to sleep the night before because I was so nervous and excited at the same time. My alarm clock sounded at seven am and I put on my brand new uniform despite a lot of difficulty with the top button of my shirt. I ate little breakfast
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The first and last Dan Savage‚ an American writer‚ once stated‚ “Ultimately life is disease‚ death and oblivion. It’s still better than high school” (Savage). This quote represents what my high school career was like; for example‚ I have been to 4 different high schools. I was in foster care‚ so I would move around a fair amount. Moving around‚ I experienced many first and last experiences in high school. Despite what Savage stated‚ not all of my first and last experiences in high school were horrible
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Well my first week of school at North Carolina Central University is finally over. Looking back on my week I notice this week has had its ups and downs from the café to my roommate. Campus life is nothing like what I expected it to be there are a lot more people than I imagined. I knew there were going to be thousands of people but lord I am more than over whelmed. And on top of all the people the campus layout and hills are and were about the kill me I have never felt such a burning sensation in
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Today also when I recall my old memories of school I become delighted and happy. First day of my school when I admitted in class I. When first time I entered in my school numerous felling were aroused in my mind and i was felling nervous and bit tensed. Although I was not a brilliant student not knowing even alphabets my teachers helped me in learning the alphabets That was the time when my first class began Manisha Ma’am entered in the class room every student stood up and greeted
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the hallway towards my new classroom with all new people‚ heart beating‚ beads of sweat on your head‚ hands shaking. That was me on my first day at Mt. Lebanon Elementary. I had moved schools many times before‚ but this one in particular was extremely nerve-racking because I knew that I would be with the majority of these people for the rest of my school career. As I walked into the classroom I‚ almost immediately‚ thought I could tell who the mean and nice people were. The first popular (or what I
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Woodrow Wilson High School in Washington DC‚ ready to have a relaxing one-week break before exams start. I walked out of the school to my bus; ready to be taken away to home sweet home. My family is staying in DC this week to meet old family members. I walked onto my bus and discovered that there was nowhere to sit by myself. I found a seat in the back next to a girl that was in my grade. I sat down and fell asleep immediately. A little bit later‚ my friend woke me up. I scrambled out of my seat and walked
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Rose‚ then 13. It was my first day at my new school. Enthusiasm and happiness filled my heart to its brim. The sound of bell‚ signaling all students to assemble was heard just when I was about to set a step. Thus‚ I followed the flow of students to the hall‚ listened to the principal’s speech‚ and headed for my class. I barely managed to keep up with the lesson as math was not easy. But I convinced myself to work harder and aim for the top. When break time hit‚ I gathered all my courage to greet a
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this term has defined my entire life over the past four years. My first taste of high school was in the spring of my 8th grade year. My band director hosted a marching band clinic for rising freshman. Fresh off of a personal victory of being awarded the Director’s award for Musical Excellence‚ I eagerly attended. After getting the taste of high school marching band‚ earning a spot on the snare line my freshman year‚ and getting my music down‚ I was ready to march my first steps on the field.
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