"Are teeth supposed to be backwards?"
I hated 4th grade out of all the grades 1-5. I already don't like school as a whole (no offense to you) but if there was a least favorite, I'd be fourth. The classes were boring and I had gotten sick of the building. It got worse as I went up a grade also because some of my favorite teachers would retire right when I left them, leaving the spot open for a horribly mean one. The only somewhat satisfying thing were the field trips. They diminished going farther up but I valued them. Though one remains in my mind in eternal infamy.
The Bike Trail. The whole class would get their bikes and ride around the nicer neighborhoods near the school. Seemed like a nice time to leave the classroom and enjoy myself. I signed up to join but I was forgetting two very crucial things. I couldn't ride a bike. Also the one I did have was way too small for someone my height. I even got pretty hunched over from previous attempts (example one: look at me as you …show more content…
As a bonus we stopped by Rhiana's house (yeah the blonde one in our hour. Just smaller. Ask if she remembers) to pick a movie to watch when we got back. Then we went to a bike park. There we ate lunch and walked around the park. This was a completely new place to me. I don't even remember where it is today. Our one rule was we were not allowed on the skateboard ramps. What they saw was a safety hazard for the kids but I saw it as a shot at fame. So after lunch I sneaked over there when nobody was watching. I picked the biggest ramp and backed up to gain speed as I pedaled. I made it to the top yes, but I had forgot to account for one thing. Gravity.
Ms. VanZegeren, I wish I could tell you I was fine. I wish I could tell you that I was magically able to defy gravity's cold grip on me and soar to the heavens. I wish I could tell you I landed perfectly and made everyone think I was the coolest person in the Kentwood Public School District. I wish I
I hated 4th grade out of all the grades 1-5. I already don't like school as a whole (no offense to you) but if there was a least favorite, I'd be fourth. The classes were boring and I had gotten sick of the building. It got worse as I went up a grade also because some of my favorite teachers would retire right when I left them, leaving the spot open for a horribly mean one. The only somewhat satisfying thing were the field trips. They diminished going farther up but I valued them. Though one remains in my mind in eternal infamy.
The Bike Trail. The whole class would get their bikes and ride around the nicer neighborhoods near the school. Seemed like a nice time to leave the classroom and enjoy myself. I signed up to join but I was forgetting two very crucial things. I couldn't ride a bike. Also the one I did have was way too small for someone my height. I even got pretty hunched over from previous attempts (example one: look at me as you …show more content…
As a bonus we stopped by Rhiana's house (yeah the blonde one in our hour. Just smaller. Ask if she remembers) to pick a movie to watch when we got back. Then we went to a bike park. There we ate lunch and walked around the park. This was a completely new place to me. I don't even remember where it is today. Our one rule was we were not allowed on the skateboard ramps. What they saw was a safety hazard for the kids but I saw it as a shot at fame. So after lunch I sneaked over there when nobody was watching. I picked the biggest ramp and backed up to gain speed as I pedaled. I made it to the top yes, but I had forgot to account for one thing. Gravity.
Ms. VanZegeren, I wish I could tell you I was fine. I wish I could tell you that I was magically able to defy gravity's cold grip on me and soar to the heavens. I wish I could tell you I landed perfectly and made everyone think I was the coolest person in the Kentwood Public School District. I wish I