My first day was, as my sister had predicted, not exemplary. The student that I was assigned to follow on my first was not the most accepted boy in the school. I, therefore, did not get the opportunity to meet as many people as I might have hoped. I was immediately associated with that boy. I did meet a few people, though. Abdula Aldik and Eric Cordero were among my first friends.…
My first visit was surprisingly fun, since I was extremely nervous and didn't know what to expect. As soon as I got there, I saw other students from the Key Club, and lightened my mood. As soon as I saw the smile on the old people's faces I was filled with happiness and comforted. At the beginning…
What was your first experience in high school ? What thoughts were running through your head at the time? My head felt like it was going to pop off my body.…
I remember the first day of school. I was so excited and nervous at the same, feeling like i had a pit in my stomach. Me and my dad were doing a line that was for the new students. There was a chubby girl with braces and long hair with her dad in the line that was for the kids who were already enrolled in the school. My dad started making conversation with the girl’s dad talking about how it was my first time going to school in the United States.…
It was my first day. I took a deep breath and walked in the door with a fear of being embarrassed and frustrated. The smell of french toast and egg omelettes for breakfast. I grabbed an ice cold water from the cafeteria and headed to my first class. Kids of all grades were scattered right and left in the halls. Students struggling to open their lockers. Teachers rushed to get their work ready before the students arrived for class. Everything was very hectic and way more different than middle school.…
My first day that I had walked onto campus I didn’t know what to expect, I had no idea where anything…
Coming from there, I found my world had been shattered and I had to start from scratch. I found that everything I knew had now been split into three. My life at home was rigorous and hard. My mother’s expectations of me were harsh but I thank her because without her regulations, my life at school would have been different. Maybe without her given structure of my life early on, I wouldn't have risen to become valedictorian of my school. Even though I did all the work and put in all the hours on my own free will, her expectations and my fear of letting them down motivated me when I felt like I reach “good enough”. Thanks to that, I found that life at school was relatively smooth and I was able to do well. I found that hard work can bring good fortunes so it’s always worth it to put in the time. At long last, I found that doing well at school, I was able to keep and create healthy relationships with people my age. I made friends and was no longer the lonely kid in the corner. I had people I could act the way I wanted to be. The realization that all my three worlds are interconnected is no surprise. I mean, they all came from the same place that I came from. From the violent towns of El Salvador. From my past. But enough about the past. My high school life is coming to an end. This upcoming Saturday, I graduate and life will again be changing. I will no longer have to live in that white blue house. I will have to say goodbye to Arrowhead. I will have to make new friends. College is coming and while I am completely excited for it, I do feel sorrow for leaving them. But it’s not really leaving them because nothing is forever. Unlike like my college memoir class, this is not the end. This is just the start of a new phase in my…
It was the first week into my sophomore year; I thought I was going to have such a fun and careless time, I had just got out of a very bad relationship and for the first time I felt free and in control of my own life. Until the day that my traumactic event changed my look on life, and made me open my eyes to reality. I had walked over to my friend Mykayla’s house the morning before school. As I walk in the door Mykayla says “Hey girl I’ve got some good stuff for you.”…
I was an incoming freshman to a new high school where i was a complete outsider or at least that’s how it felt. I had no friends, so the first…
I was dazed by the modern and new appearance of the building, all the glass and metal beams was very fascinating. Compared to the school I had come from, which was basically just plain red brick. The minute I stepped into the building I had no idea where to go or what to do. So many new faces surrounded me that I was put into a awkward shock. I wasn't a very social person at the time so I basically minded my own business. The first period period bell eventually rang and I had no idea where to find my first period class was, so I approached a teacher and asked. I stated, “Hi, sorry im new here and I can't find my first period class,” they were very understanding and walked me all the way to my class. At this point in the morning my nerves had reached their peak and I was about to walk into my first class ever,…
In the first year of college, I had to face many new things. I felt nervous and a little excited. I thought, “ it’s my first semester of college in America, try being open-minded.” I imagined many bad and good situations, and how to deal with them because I thought it would relieve my perturbation, but it was not. I was getting more afraid and more nervous. I kept struggling with those thoughts for a whole first semester. Walking through the class’s door, with people speaking a new language, I saw people greeting, talking, having fun… They looked excited and happy. In opposition, I sat alone in the…
It was my first day of college and I was both nervous and excited. Nervous because I'm older, have a husband and children at home. I don't want to fail and disappoint them. I felt excited for the same reasons, my family. I can earn my degree and get a better paying job than my current EMS job. I would be able to spend more time at home and help my husband provide for our family. As I prepare for my first day, I look at my textbooks, my notebooks, all my pencils and pens and have my laptop out. Everything is in front of me on my dining room table and nicely organized for my first day. My experience isn't the same as traditional students because I'm doing the vast majority of my classes online. This way I don't have to be away from my home and…
There is a first time for everything. Some first time experiences aren't so important while others we will never forget. One first time experience I will never forget is the first time I went skiing. I remember being lifted on the ski lift chair. The memory of being on top of the high hill with the feeling I am going to puke will be with me forever. The most memorable moment of this whole experience will be the first time I went speeding down the hill and thinking I am going to hit a tree and die!…
Sometimes in your life, some events happen that becomes an unforgettable memory for you and which teaches you such lesson that becomes one of the basic guideline in your life. The event that I experienced which taught me a valuable lesson happened when I accompany my grandmother went to hospital to operate her eye.…
My first day of college went a little like this. Coming in as a freshman I was scared and nervous. I arrived at a small building consisting of two floors and about 20 classrooms. I wasn’t really worried about getting lost, but how can I get lost in a small building anyways. After rooming the hallways for a few minutes I head to class. My class was an average of 22 students. I walk in to take a seat; it was so quite I was able to hear a pin drop. It took me by surprise when some one finally spoke. He began talking about the class they had…