Personal Narrative: What I Learned In Mrs. Hoffman's Class

What I Learned In Mrs. Hoffman’s Class

You don’t realize how much of your childhood you spend in school. When you're a kid it

seems that all you do is get up every morning to get on that yellow school bus that comes to your house every morning. There is something about the sound of a school bus stopping on the blacktop. Elementary school was the all the same every year I got a new teacher that was the person who taught me for the whole year;right up until the faith last day of school when the teachers would bring the creaky old cart full of board games and cards. Going into to middle school though I was terrified.

When the yellow bus pull up to my stop their was something different, maybe it was the unusually cold September day or the fact that I couldn't hear my favorite sound from the school bus. Going up the three stairs and I was use to seeing little kids with bright colored backpacks and smiling faces to greet me, but when I looked over the gray leather seat backs I saw old, bland colors with no personality. Looking into a crowd of new people is and see not just kids but adult looking boys and girls, I was right to be scared. …show more content…
Getting off of the bus wasn’t any better stepping down the same three steps I climbed only twenty minutes ago felt like I was freed from a twenty year prison sentence. Walking into the massive school building for the first time and being sank into an ocean of new faces and outfits was very chilling. The rest of the day went by in a hurry I was struggling with my locker and fumbling with by books. Lunch was the first time where I could see my friends and discuss how we all felt about the behemoth that was middle