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My family and I had to make the hardest decision if I were to stay home schooled, or go to public school. I really wanted to go to public school, but a small part of me wanted to stay home schooled because I thought I wasn't ready to bring on that big of a challenge. Big school with lots of kids, teachers, rooms, and lockers are all different and new for me. Lockers is the biggest one for me because I have never ever in my life had a locker before. Friends is another one because I know a lot of people that go to Foothills, but I knew there will be pumps along the way. I was excited, and extremely scared for the first day of school to see what would happen. Oh my gosh! The first day of school had actually come and as I was walking into …show more content…
I was excited to meet all my teachers and fellow students, but also scared because I heard that the teachers that I had gave out a lot of homework. I walked into iperiod, which I found out was like a study hall as I looked around at all the talking kids looking for someone that I knew. Nope, I didn't know anyone in that class! This gave me a small heart attack inside. Then, I met Mr. Carvitto and I thought to myself "wow I love this guy, he's so funny and energetic." In that class we got our lockers and combinations. I was so excited to see what it was like to have a locker. I got a bottom locker which, I heard, wasn't good and if you found someone with a top locker but wanted to have a bottom locker, switch with them because top lockers are better than …show more content…
I had second lunch with people I didn't know, and I had to figure out who to sit with. After everyone ate, they would go outside to play four square, basketball, soccer, and football. There were also a lot of kids who just walked around and talked. After lunch, I had math with Mr. Duffy and I walked into class so nervous I could barely move my legs because I am not good at math even being home schooled and I just knew that public school math would be even harder.

Mr. Duffy introduced himself, and the class as he went over more rules and the idea of what we would be learning first. It seemed hard when I first heard it but I knew that he would help me out with things I didn't understand and didn't know. Lastly, I had PE with Mr Hurst who I actually didn't really meet until later in the week because Mrs. Reece gave us our PE lockers and combinations where we would keep our PE clothes which took us forever to get because there are so many girls. After that, she introduced the class and explained more rules and sort of explained what we were gonna do

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