Personal Narrative: My First Day In School
MOVING DAY
Waking up to an average morning walking outside in the crisp morning air to get breakfast for myself. After I ate I headed for school to finish those standardized tests at the end of 6th grade. So far my class did well and was eager to get them over with. While I was in my zone working on the test, I could hear the clock ticking away every precious second passing. I had to get done with my English test before recess. Finally I looked at the clock and the time read 1:53 pm, just with a few minutes to spare, I finally had finished my test. I was glad that one was over with, as I raced home to grab a quick snack before I had to return to school. I looked in the refrigerator and noticed something missing from the cooler. In the morning before getting breakfast, I saw that there was ham and cheese laying in the refrigerator and there was a big bag of potato chips laying on the counter which was now missing. Searching frantically for it, I ran to my sister Marissa’s room to ask where it disappeared to. My mom, who was …show more content…
My head was buzzing with excitement, nervousness and sadness all at the same time. I knew walking in the school coming back from recess that this was one of the last times I would walk into that school all the emotions and the bitter sweetness was so confusing at the moment. Walking sheepishly back to my desk, I tried my hardest to concentrate on the math test that I so dreaded to take. My mind swirling I started working on the test, also while in the back of my head I was thinking what our new house going to would like? What color is my bike going to be? Where will I go to school? Will I have friends? It was too much to take in all at once. Hurrying through the test so I could just be done, not even caring what my score was going to be. I had bigger questions standing in front of me than the test
Waking up to an average morning walking outside in the crisp morning air to get breakfast for myself. After I ate I headed for school to finish those standardized tests at the end of 6th grade. So far my class did well and was eager to get them over with. While I was in my zone working on the test, I could hear the clock ticking away every precious second passing. I had to get done with my English test before recess. Finally I looked at the clock and the time read 1:53 pm, just with a few minutes to spare, I finally had finished my test. I was glad that one was over with, as I raced home to grab a quick snack before I had to return to school. I looked in the refrigerator and noticed something missing from the cooler. In the morning before getting breakfast, I saw that there was ham and cheese laying in the refrigerator and there was a big bag of potato chips laying on the counter which was now missing. Searching frantically for it, I ran to my sister Marissa’s room to ask where it disappeared to. My mom, who was …show more content…
My head was buzzing with excitement, nervousness and sadness all at the same time. I knew walking in the school coming back from recess that this was one of the last times I would walk into that school all the emotions and the bitter sweetness was so confusing at the moment. Walking sheepishly back to my desk, I tried my hardest to concentrate on the math test that I so dreaded to take. My mind swirling I started working on the test, also while in the back of my head I was thinking what our new house going to would like? What color is my bike going to be? Where will I go to school? Will I have friends? It was too much to take in all at once. Hurrying through the test so I could just be done, not even caring what my score was going to be. I had bigger questions standing in front of me than the test