As I open my eyes from the slumber of what seemed like an eternity, I quickly realized that today was the first day of going to a public middle school. There have been days when I was just dreaming about going to public school, being able to rant in the disruptive corridor to my friends about the test that was imminent in the next class as the late bell is virtually trying to blare through the black speakers in every classroom and in every corner of the hallway. It was these moments that I yearned for while leaning on my chair as it makes a displeasing noise that awakes the room as everyone waits for the teacher. Seconds feel like minutes as I anxiously tap the lead of my turquoise mechanical pencil into the wooden desk that has been scraped
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As I walk into the office of the public middle school, I notice that there is a lady with straight, smooth, dirty blonde hair. She startles me by saying, “Good morning, how can I help you today.” As my mother starts talking to the lady I take a step back and take a good look around the vibrant room that has been plastered with posters. As I try to read one of the vibrant posters, the lady says, “Give me a sec and I’ll get your schedule ready.” As we patiently wait for the lady to give us the schedule. As the lady comes back she brings a student that is about my age and informs me, “Here is your schedule and this is Lisa and she will be your tour guide today, she has some classes with you..:” It takes me a second to realize that not only is this person is going to be in my class but she will always help me around this big school. As we walk side by side she asks me a question that not only offends me but surprises me, “So, why do you have to wear that thingy around your head.” As she makes a circle around her face, I feel as if she attacked my value, my sense of pride that not only was not only destroyed but was demolished by these words, these simple words and that was when I realized that I didn’t belong here and I was going to be different than
As I walk into the office of the public middle school, I notice that there is a lady with straight, smooth, dirty blonde hair. She startles me by saying, “Good morning, how can I help you today.” As my mother starts talking to the lady I take a step back and take a good look around the vibrant room that has been plastered with posters. As I try to read one of the vibrant posters, the lady says, “Give me a sec and I’ll get your schedule ready.” As we patiently wait for the lady to give us the schedule. As the lady comes back she brings a student that is about my age and informs me, “Here is your schedule and this is Lisa and she will be your tour guide today, she has some classes with you..:” It takes me a second to realize that not only is this person is going to be in my class but she will always help me around this big school. As we walk side by side she asks me a question that not only offends me but surprises me, “So, why do you have to wear that thingy around your head.” As she makes a circle around her face, I feel as if she attacked my value, my sense of pride that not only was not only destroyed but was demolished by these words, these simple words and that was when I realized that I didn’t belong here and I was going to be different than