On my first day of (public) school ever, I walked into the wrong classroom, went to the wrong lunch, was late to class and forgot my locker combination (several times). This was two years ago. Considering that I had to debunk my own fair share of rumors about being homeschooled -- so, you just watch TV all day? Do you even have any friends? Are you like a genius, or something? -- I probably shouldn’t have been too surprised when my High School Musical perceptions of public school were a bust. That first day, as I walked around the cafeteria, I listened to a chorus of conversations. I tuned into one conversation, a girl whining about homework “Sra. Krause gave us homework on the first day!” Around me, people were laughings; I heard the hard
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I wondered if I had made the right choice to go to public school my Junior year of high school. I had been homeschooled since I was in preschool and to me, homeschooling was normal, comfortable, natural, secure. I had friends, was involved in band and activities. But part of me wanted to experience something new. I wanted to challenge myself and see how I compared musically and academically to my peers. The weeks leading up to my first day of public school, though I was nervous, naturally, I was also excited. Though the first few weeks of public school were rough, I would always remind myself that I came to public school to learn and experience new things and meet different kinds of …show more content…
Try to backwards march for 10 minutes and you’ll understand. I remember the first day of marching band camp. It was all day Saturday and when lunch hour came, I honestly thought about going outside or roaming the halls to avoid the situation. Yet, I didn’t. Instead, I stuck my neck out, asked to sit with a group of marching band geeks I didn’t know. That might mean like a small hurdle for some, but for me, that was like backwards marching the Great Wall of China:
I wondered if I had made the right choice to go to public school my Junior year of high school. I had been homeschooled since I was in preschool and to me, homeschooling was normal, comfortable, natural, secure. I had friends, was involved in band and activities. But part of me wanted to experience something new. I wanted to challenge myself and see how I compared musically and academically to my peers. The weeks leading up to my first day of public school, though I was nervous, naturally, I was also excited. Though the first few weeks of public school were rough, I would always remind myself that I came to public school to learn and experience new things and meet different kinds of …show more content…
Try to backwards march for 10 minutes and you’ll understand. I remember the first day of marching band camp. It was all day Saturday and when lunch hour came, I honestly thought about going outside or roaming the halls to avoid the situation. Yet, I didn’t. Instead, I stuck my neck out, asked to sit with a group of marching band geeks I didn’t know. That might mean like a small hurdle for some, but for me, that was like backwards marching the Great Wall of China: