Personal Narrative: My Middle School Experience

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My middle school experience has been a collection of various events. During my years as a junior high student, I’ve attended three different schools. Each year, I’ve met new students and teachers, and I’ve had different surroundings. In sixth grade, I attended a school in Georgia. The elementary school and middle school were in the same building, so I was with the friends I had known for years. I was so excited about growing up and getting lockers, but I later found out that I wouldn’t be too thrilled about the work that came along with those things. My year was filled with learning new information. I had to take so many notes that my hand almost fell off. My social studies teacher regularly handed out failed assessments to her students. Studying for her quizzes really tested my ability to work under stress. However, sixth grade wasn’t all work and no play. There were lots of fun activities and time to chat with friends. Our cafeteria was a zoo on a busy day. Sixth grade was my first and only year being in band—due to the fact that my trumpet playing …show more content…
This school year, I have been attending Andover Middle School. During my time here, I have met several kind students and teachers that even greet me in the halls. Even though I’ve felt awkward sometimes, I’ve felt more welcome here than in Arizona. This year, I’ve had to take decent amount of classes that I didn’t really like. I felt that half of my days have been spent yawning my way through boring subjects. Even though some of my classes were not too fun, I’ve learned a lot about the world and myself from all of my courses. For example, by taking Lifetime Fitness and P.E., I have learned that in no way, shape, or form am I athletic. Compared to sixth and seventh grade, this year has been easy-going. Overall, I’ve have enjoyed 8th grade and am surprised by how quickly time has flown by. I have had good times, but I’m am definitely glad the summer is only a few days

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