First Day of School Essay

I have been homeschooled almost my whole life. I'm going to a public school for the first time. Ninth grade, which is high school over here where I live. Walking into a public school for the first time was terrifying. I had all these negative thoughts in my head telling me that I would get lost and that I wouldn’t make any friends. I was lost and scared at the moment. I started biting my nails and my body began to sweat. Walking in the hallways "knowing" where to go but in reality, I didn't.…

I can remember my first day of high school as if it were yesterday. I was so excited to be one step closer to my dreams. I had been told on numerous occasions that high school will go by quickly and that I should cherish the four years I spent in it. I was very excited to go to an enormous high school full of so many other people like me. But, little did I know, the first two years of high school would be some of the hardest years of my life. High school effected my physical, emotional, and…

sadness. I began to get furious at this situation they have put me in. They want me to leave my high school? My friends? My soccer team? And the neighbourhood I’ve grown up in all my life? That night, I lay wide-awake in bed, with my mind filled with racing thoughts. I kept thinking about the new high school I will go…

I have always gone to a school that was classified as a 2A. This means fewer students in each graduating class with no more than twenty students in a classroom. My first year ever transferring to a different school whose classification was a 6A ended up to be exciting, but most of all scary. However, when I started my new school there was numerous of students, nice staffs and teachers, but overall nobody that I knew. My first day starting school at Oak Grove High School appears to happen three…

would be like.” These words written by former APCOMPEE Kallie S. describe the emotions I felt on the first day of school perfectly. Thankfully, due to the short six days of APCOMP so far, I have already began to feel more at ease in classroom number 246 despite the rumors that danced in my head continuously even before I made the decision to sign up for the most infamous class at Idaho Falls High School. The difficult assignments have not yet made an appearance, but I feel like Kai A. who…

dreaming about flying dogs, then suddenly I heard my alarm clock ringing really loud. I woke up turn off my clock, look at the time, it’s 5:30am, and asking myself, “why am I awake so early?”, so I check my phone to see what day is today. “It’s the first day of high school!” I got quickly, did my morning routine, as I was about to head out, I realize that I’m still in my pajamas. So I head back to my room, picking my clothes, and ran downstairs heading out waiting for Septa bus. Waiting for the…

Spring has arrived and so has the beginnings of a new school year, seeing the same faces just months ago, but everyone has somehow changed, even if only a little. I left my home this morning expecting nothing out of the usual, though I left earlier so I could take my time watching the cherry blossoms before the day began. As I was walking to school I forgot how beautiful the sakura were. I always hated walking up this ridiculous hill every day but, the rows of sakura made it a little easier to…

The street awakes to the genesis of the warm morning sunlight. The moist morning dew still fresh on the emerald green grass, which has been cut into neat verges like a clean shaven chin. The rigid trees stand tall and wise looking over the desolate street. Suddenly they spy, a lone lost boy pacing along the road looking out to find the comfort of a round sign with the sympathetic symbol of a bus. He checks his watch once composed against the sign; the soothing sigh shows relief and a shining…

I thank those boys because they gave me the experience I needed to be a stronger person. With a proud voice I can tell the world that I can survive anything, from the first day of school in America, to tolerating those foolish people bullying me, or learning how to speak English from scratch. I can survive any curveball thrown at me. I can overcome anything. Overall, Overall, art can’t be easily defined as simple as any ordinary…

of my alarm awakened me from a deep coma. Today was the first day of not just any day but the first day of high school. All I could think about was the empowering, negative stories about high school being so repulsive with all the strict teachers, the really difficult tests, and being at the bottom of the food chain once again. “I pray to God that these stories are irrelevant to high school, I implored.” The car ride to Grayson High School was longer than I intended. When I got out of the car, I…