Argonaut Narrative

“Banana slug!” I could not stop singing the silly songs after I came back from my Science Camp. I laughed. I ran. I rolled on the soft ground. Trees towered over me. Rivers flew in front of me. Hiking in the woods, signing at camp fire. What great memories I had! But science camp is by no means the only great memories that I have for Argonaut. Yet, no doubt this past year, my 5th grade, has been one of my best years with Mrs. Kambish, who taught me a lot of everything, especially in Social Studies and Math - and these now are becoming to be my favorite subjects.
However, I still remembered my 2nd grade when I was new to Argonaut, leaving my old teachers, friends, and happiness behind at my old school. I was scared, uncomfortable, and upset. I walked into the classroom. I found my name tag. A white name tag with a frilly yellow border. In the middle, in small loopy handwriting said my name. Seeing my Argonaut name tag made me feel a little closer to Argonaut. But I still could not play at recess time because I had no friends. I
There are so many great memories at this special school. All these memories are like photos in an album. As I am flipping through the pages, lots of memories came to me… Trying for treasurer for twice but failed twice. Running for president of the student council. Making posters for lemonade sale. Playing basketball with friends at recess... Argonaut, thank you so much for giving me so many great memories. Thank you, my teachers who taught me tirelessly. Thank you, my friends, who cheer me up and make me laugh. Thank you, Mr. Chapman, who welcomed us every day at school. I’m looking around and hope I can capture all this in my memory that I will never forget… trees, playground, office, classrooms, library, teachers, friends …. I am going to miss you very much, Argonaut. We will move up higher from here, but I know, I cannot be me without you,