First Day of Class Essay

It was a day in the middle of October when it hit me. At the time, I thought it was something sudden that I never felt before. Looking back now, I realize that it was in me for much longer than I recognized. Although I may regret the way it happened, I do not regret the results of it. That day changed not only the course of my life but my self-value as well. I would not be where I am today if it didn’t happen and I could not be more grateful. I was stirred from my sleep by the blaring alarm on…

It was August 7th 2013 first day of junior year I was wearing my new Nike Elite tennis shoes, and sporting my brand new Northface backpack to go along with my fresh “back to school” haircut. We wore uniforms at my school so I had on a black polo and khaki shorts, because it was super-hot that day. It was the first school year I was able to be in the program Ross Collins, offered only for juniors and seniors at my high school. The purpose of Ross Collins career and Technical center was to help…

On my first day of my observation and I began meeting with Principal Phillip. Principle Phillip kindly introduced me to the school and told me what is expected from me as a guest in her school. She then provided me with a schedule of the different classrooms I would be observing. She then walked me over to Mrs. Supple’s class where I was quickly introduced. I sat down in the back of the class and started taking notes. This class is a SDC class for Language Arts. The class mostly consists of…

lighting, than I ever had when I acted. Long story short, Tech stole my heart. So, on the first day of class I was very uncomfortable. For more reasons than the fact…

It was the first day of the second semester, I reach my room, W102, and a man with a beard hands me a note card and I take a seat. A few more people walk in. Two sit next down to me, one tall , with long black hair sat down next to me to the left. Another person that I knew, Cole, sat down to my right. Little did I know that I would be “Studying” and “Stalking” this person to the left of me for the next 9 days. The bearded man walks in.... And the first few words that he says are, “Hello I’m…

School is like a six-hour walk on a rainy day, it’s not fun. But, when you’re surrounded by the right people it’s not so bad. Hidden Oaks Middle School, you start at seven and end at two. Five days a week, eight hours a day. My mornings usually start at six o’clock I wake up, brush my teeth, say good morning to my dad, eat breakfast, and get ready for school. When the clock strikes six forty-five I say bye to my dad and walk to my bus stop. On the bus I sit next to one of my friends…

to do group projects. And the first reason to follow my opinion is that if you do group projects it will make the kids hyper and out of control and they will tear the classroom up. And the second reason I disagree with them is that kids might will get left out and the kids that try harder than others might get stuck will the kids that just do not try in school. The third and final reason that I disagree with group projects is that the kids that get hyper in the class that is doing the project…

Walking into this english class on the first day I didn’t know what to expect. For me this was a class I didn’t really want to take, it was a class that I didn’t feel I needed to take. After just the first day of class I soon relied that this class would only benefit me down the road. This class has effected my long term goals in more ways then I would have ever thought. In some ways it has taught me to speak my mind a little more and just do what comes natural. At the beginning of the…

the campus 40 minutes before class in a warm and humid morning walking to the classroom, observing my surrounding trying to calm my anxiety. As I get to the classroom I realize I am the first one to arrive, I turn the light on taking a deep breath. Deep inside I was excited to start Public speaking because is something that makes me super nervous, but at the same time a desire to be good at it. A few minutes…

taken me days. In middle school I started to notice that people were slacking off. My groups usually didn’t contribute much so I would do the assignment on my own because there was no way I was going to let my GPA fall down. High school year came along. I was with new people, environment and a fresh new start. I was shocked at how everyone would work together and make sure it was above standards. I was ecstatic that I no longer had to deal with irresponsible people or so I thought. The day…