Personal Narrative: My First Day Of School In Kindergarden

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My First Day of School in Kindergarden

“Click” Good morning Natalie! Wake up! my mom said excitedly. My mom is a very loving and happy kind of person who always thinks positively. I groaned to indicate to my mom that I was awake. I just laid there in my bed tired and unwilling to get up, my mom decided to change me because she saw how sleepy I was. I woke myself up a bit but I was half asleep most of the time when my mom was changing me out of my pajamas. I would always jump once in a while because my mom’s freezing cold hands would touch my small lukewarm body. While she was changing me, she would tell me to sit up, lay back down, stick out your feet, and so on. When I finally woke up completely, I looked at what I was wearing, “Oh no.”
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I was astonished on how many children who were there. I put my back pack down in the line that my mom directed me to and I just looked around the playground. I didn’t really socialize with anybody because I didn’t know who was in my class. I was just sitting with my mom and then finally the bell rang. My heart started pounding I knew my mom would leave. I looked like if I wanted to cry but she told me if I didn’t cry, I would get a surprise. So I held my tears and I was determined to get my surprise. All of my unknown classmates lined up and I followed along. I tried to see what my teacher looked like but I only saw her wavy black hair. My mom stood by me the whole time thankfully because I would have been freaking out. The line started moving and we came inside into the classroom. We sat down on the floor and I looked at who was my teacher and I was relieved that I didn’t have a scary looking teacher. I looked to see where my mom was and she was standing behind the class. I looked at her and she looked at me. With a smile, I indicated to her that I was fine and she nodded back to me. I looked back at the teacher and she introduced herself politely. She said “My name is Miss Cono and I will be your teacher.” As soon as Miss Cono said that, I knew everything would be

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