“Cameron, it’s time to get up,” Mom said in a mocking higher pitched voice. I thought there was no way that Summer could’ve ended so fast. Yet it was here, the first day of school, and my fourth grade self was dreading to get up.The morning started with me getting woken up by my mom who made breakfast followed by waiting for my brother to get out of the shower. After my turn in we load up into Mom’s car, the feeling of butterflies growing ever more apparent in my stomach, and took off for school. When I got to school Mom walked me in and lead me to the cafeteria where most of the other kids went in the morning. After seeing that I found my friends, Mom gave me a hug and left for work. Soon the bell rang and everyone shuffled into their brand new classrooms.
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The room was strangely cold for the typical temperatures of the late summer or early fall. Everyone stood around in their cliques and talked until Mr. Brophy arrived. Brophy wasn’t the teacher from the black lagoon that I was lead to believe he was, instead walked in an older, jolly man with longer gray hair slicked back into cool waves that stretched almost to the length of his neck. His cologne overpowered the scent of the fresh classroom from the moment he walked through the door and his eyes were a soft shade of blue. He walked with a sense of non arrogant swagger about him.
Mr. Brophy did the typical first day of school introductions, but the next moment is something that paved the way for me as a student to this very day.
“The kids who spread the rumors and gossip are the ones who didn’t succeed in my class. They’re the ones who gave me attitude and expected me to take it and I will not take
The room was strangely cold for the typical temperatures of the late summer or early fall. Everyone stood around in their cliques and talked until Mr. Brophy arrived. Brophy wasn’t the teacher from the black lagoon that I was lead to believe he was, instead walked in an older, jolly man with longer gray hair slicked back into cool waves that stretched almost to the length of his neck. His cologne overpowered the scent of the fresh classroom from the moment he walked through the door and his eyes were a soft shade of blue. He walked with a sense of non arrogant swagger about him.
Mr. Brophy did the typical first day of school introductions, but the next moment is something that paved the way for me as a student to this very day.
“The kids who spread the rumors and gossip are the ones who didn’t succeed in my class. They’re the ones who gave me attitude and expected me to take it and I will not take