Personal Narrative: Moving To A New Place
When I moved
I could see tourists, and heard the snapping of their cameras. I saw shops opening for the new day. I saw the sun rising over the castle. I stepped onto the street, saw the butterflies fluttering through the gardens, which, I felt was similar to the butterflies fluttering inside me. However, excitement of a brand-new, different place was mixed in with my fear and nervousness. Moving to Scotland changed my entire world, for the worse at first, however, there is an immense amount that I have learnt from being here that I would not reverse it.
We walked down Princes Street, one of the busiest places in which I had ever been. I heard the different accents all around me, so different from what I was used to, yet speaking the language that I knew. I had never been on a street quite like it. It was bustling with people, and shops were all …show more content…
The butterflies I had experienced when I arrived could not even compare to these new ones, rapidly flapping their monstrous wings through my stomach. We had already gone to visit the school to see what it was like, and although it was a good school with nice children, I still felt I would rather have walked through the Sahara Desert with no food or water than have to endure moving to a new school.
When we finally got there, we had to go in later than all the other children, which just made me even more embarrassed. I walked into the classroom and it felt like there were 10,000 eyes on me, like steaming hot daggers, piercing my skin and judging my every move. It seemed as though diving head first into the Arctic Ocean could not have cooled my bright red face. The good thing is that that is probably one of the scariest and most embarrassing things out of the way, and at least I know how to deal with it if I do move again.
I made friends quite quickly, which I was very relieved about, because the main thing I dreaded more than anything was trying to find new
I could see tourists, and heard the snapping of their cameras. I saw shops opening for the new day. I saw the sun rising over the castle. I stepped onto the street, saw the butterflies fluttering through the gardens, which, I felt was similar to the butterflies fluttering inside me. However, excitement of a brand-new, different place was mixed in with my fear and nervousness. Moving to Scotland changed my entire world, for the worse at first, however, there is an immense amount that I have learnt from being here that I would not reverse it.
We walked down Princes Street, one of the busiest places in which I had ever been. I heard the different accents all around me, so different from what I was used to, yet speaking the language that I knew. I had never been on a street quite like it. It was bustling with people, and shops were all …show more content…
The butterflies I had experienced when I arrived could not even compare to these new ones, rapidly flapping their monstrous wings through my stomach. We had already gone to visit the school to see what it was like, and although it was a good school with nice children, I still felt I would rather have walked through the Sahara Desert with no food or water than have to endure moving to a new school.
When we finally got there, we had to go in later than all the other children, which just made me even more embarrassed. I walked into the classroom and it felt like there were 10,000 eyes on me, like steaming hot daggers, piercing my skin and judging my every move. It seemed as though diving head first into the Arctic Ocean could not have cooled my bright red face. The good thing is that that is probably one of the scariest and most embarrassing things out of the way, and at least I know how to deal with it if I do move again.
I made friends quite quickly, which I was very relieved about, because the main thing I dreaded more than anything was trying to find new