Personal Narrative: The Day I Learned From Moving To Arizona

I used to believe that when I moved to Arizona and started at a new school that every single thing that could go wrong, would go wrong. It had only been two days since school started and I already irritated my teacher. I was never a silent child, I would easily get bored and start to blurt out answers or talk to the person beside me. Mrs. Edgar told me to walk outside and speak with her about the issue. At first I was scared that she would send me to the office. For a moment, I was stuck on my seat like there was super glue on it, fearing the consequences of disrupting her class. Eventually I hesitantly got up from my seat and followed her outside. “I understand that you are a very energetic and talkative person Erfan.” She said as I kept my head down. “I’m sorry Mrs. Edgar… it won’t happen again.” …show more content…
A week or two passed and there I was, standing outside with my head down as I got scolded by my teacher. “When parents come this week I will have to chat with yours. I always tell you to stop talking and I give multiple warnings yet you still talk when you are not allowed to, I am sick of it!” she said with frustration. I was sitting outside, just thinking of all the trouble I was in when she talked to my parents and told them that I kept interrupting her class. I also thought about what she said. It was the first time in my life that a teacher talked to me in a kind tone even when I was being annoyingly troublesome. Everyday past that day I would try my best to be quiet and listen to her. It was rare for me to like a teacher since I always thought they were evil and didn’t care about their