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 I had called “Creative Learning”‚ we were given an assignment. It wasn’t a normal assignment. We had
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to anyone but occasionally my family. The first day of middle school is one I’ll remember for a long time. All my friends from elementary school were all going to a different middle school then I was so on the first day I knew absolutely no one. Because we moved so late in the summer I was considered a late transfer student‚ so on the first day of school they still hadn’t made my schedule yet. I was stuck in the office fighting back tears for all of my first 3 periods waiting for them to finally finish
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The First day Reflective Essay “The First Day”‚ by Edward P. Jones is pretty simple story to read. It is not complicated if only reader understand the concept of how adults who don’t have ability to read or write have to get through their lives harder than ones who have that kind of ability. Author want to give reader an idea how a girl feel when she find that her mother struggled in placing her daughter in a school only because she cannot do what other people normally can do. But that doesn’t stop
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Pg.1 The First Day The story is narrated by an adult female who tells the story of her first day of school‚ when she was still very young and unfortunately‚ throughout the years‚ has become ashamed of her mother. The question is: does her first day occur “long before” she “learned to be ashamed” of her mother? Or is she learning to be ashamed before the story ends? In order to give an answer we must first understand what is the narrator ashamed of. The set-up for the beginning of the story
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The first day. The first day‚ by Edward p. Jones. born 1951 is an American novelist and short story writer. His 2003 novel The Known World received the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. Jones was born and raised in Washington‚ D.C.‚ and educated at both the College of the Holy Cross and the University of Virginia. His first book‚ Lost in the City‚ is a collection of short stories about the African-American working class in 20th-century Washington‚ D.C. In the early stories are some who are like first-generation
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sounded like a countdown. The first day of high school was only two hours away. I was excited‚ but a lot more nervous. I got out of bed‚ got ready‚ and then was on my way to the bus stop. All I could think of are the stories I heard about CIS being so horrible with all the strict teachers‚ the really hard tests‚ and of course being new doesn’t help either. Everyone feels very anxious and at the same time nervous about their first day of school. The ride to the school was only twenty minutes‚ but it
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”The First Day” Characterization of the narrator The narrator of the story is 5 years old and from the low end of the social rank. She probably doesn’t have so many material opportunities‚ because her family are getting public assistance payments. Her father left her and her mother‚ she tells us: “…the last present my father gave before he disappeared into memory.” It seems like she a gentle girl and not so boisterous. When she meets a new person she doesn’t
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My first day of middle school I met one of my best friends in the front of the school she had a funny look on her face‚ not the usual big smile accompanied with her big brown eyes‚ but with she looked as though she was scared. When I have her a hug she just stood there and didn’t move and pointed at her throat‚ she fell right in front of me and laid there gasping looking at the ceiling. Everyone including me panicked and out of nowhere this big tall guy in a black uniform got down and grabbed her
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First Day at School in a New Country My family moved to the United States when I was fourteen‚ and I learned I would be going to a new school just two days after we had entered the country and I wasn’t assimilated to the culture or the language. Even though I took lots of English lessons when I was in China‚ when I learned I would not be attending a bilingual school like the other new immigrants‚ I was extremely apprehensive. My first day of school in a new country was extremely nervous
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was yesterday. I was only 6 years old and I remember how excited I felt when my parent tells us about the trip one week to the day of going away. I had heard interesting stories about Canterbury Tales and I was so excited that in a week I would finally get the chance to visit this place. The wait was long for this day seemed longer hours and seemed like months. Then the day came and we were all set to go abroad on this trip‚ after all the preparation. My father‚ my mother‚ my sister and I grabbed
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