First Day of School

John Smith

October 04, 2006

Narrative Essay

First Day of School

In my opinion, the first day of school has the biggest impact on the way a person will eventually turn out in the future. I remember one boy, David Pete, whom on his first day urinated in his pants. He is still known to this day as "Peed". This begs to ask the question; if, on your first day, you look "cool" and people see you as cool, then will you be popular? Alternatively, if you start off your day by crying, vomiting, or peeing, will people avoid you, no matter how nice or generous you are to them? What could cause this madness you ask? This isn't just any first day of school; it's the first day of kindergarten.

In the end of summer 1984, I ventured into the small enclosed room of a new and alien world, which my mother called "school". On first arrival, I was scared to see children my age with their parents. I lived on a street where most of my neighbors were relatively older people. I had only a single friend that was near my age, Angela, and we played together all the time; but sadly, she wasn't in Orrington with me. Now, standing with my mother just like the rest of the kids, I saw some parents leave. They left their children there to play. My mother looked at me and said, "I'm going to go now. I will be back before you have to leave. Don't worry; everyone is very nice here.", and gave me a peck on the cheek. I looked at her with glassy eyes and a confused glare, wondering, "Why are we all here at school?" She slowly walked away, turning back a few times to check if I started to mingle with the other kids. I stood still and looked around the room; none of the children were playing. They were only trying to keep their parents from leaving them. I observed one of the children who started to cry, and turn red in the face. He yelled and pounded on his father's legs. I saw a table with crayons and paper, and I...
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