My School Days Essay

I woke up as my alarm went off, and shortly I get into the shower, and I get ready. As I got into my car and drove off to school. I remembered high school as being fun and interesting. As I looked down at my class schedule I heard the first-hour bell ring. The class had come to an end and I started to walk into the hallway, I remember seeing my friends and we talked. Approaching the cafeteria, I saw deans in the room as they were there to make sure students did not sneak in. I bought a water…

It was nervously surprising on this day. The day before this day I was tiresome. I didn’t manage my time to when to go to sleep and woke up so tired. I was ready though; I was ready for my first day as a sophomore. Before i tell you this, the day could’ve been better, but i could handle it. I wake up and get ready for the day to start. I had butterflies in my stomach because i was also nervous on who was going to be in my class. I get ready for my day. My brother is starting off as a 9th grader…

My First Day High School “Beeb! Beeb!”, my alarm rang in the morning. Today was my first day of my freshman year at Toms River High School North and I was not excited. I know that on the first day of school everyone is very happy to be able to see all of their friends again and have a new experience in a new place but not me. I knew for a fact that this day was going to be a bad day. “ Priya! Hurry up. You do not want to be late for school on the first day.” my mom yelled from downstairs. “…

As I looked around at my new classmates on my first day of public school, I was in complete shock. All around me I saw students who did not care in the slightest about their education and who saw school as simply a chore instead of an adventure. They slumped down in their chairs, cheated off of each other left and right, rolled their eyes at teachers, and spent each day watching the clock, waiting for the bell to ring that would released from their “prison.” That August morning, I felt like I…

My First Day of High School My first day of high school was known as Freshman Day, where only freshman go to school and learn about the building and their new teachers. It was a time full of surprises. The day before Freshman Day, I was walking up the stairs and got distracted while climbing up. I wasn’t paying attention and scraped all of the skin off of the bottom of my big toe when I made the mistake of putting only my toe on the metal landing rim rather than my whole foot. Anyways, I went…

As I went to my first day of school in a new city I was nervous, I didn't know if I was going to make any new friends, if I was going to fit in.The first day began and I immediately met Randy and Byanca, little did I know at the time that they would be my friends for all of my school career.Time went by and so did the grade levels, I would always struggle with one subject and thrive in another. During my elementary and middle school years I would struggle in language arts and history, but I…

My first day of middle school was hell, I have always been good at school. My grades have never been bad and neither have my actions and or attendance. Probably from having a mom that is also a teacher. I look at that as a good thing though, watching kids just goof off and not come to school then high school rolled around and it was like I got to look down on them because they did not prepare for bigger and better things. School wasn't bad for me because it was hard, it was bad because i was…

the second grade and it was a Halloween special day. I was in school with my friends, Oscar, Gabriel, and Andrew. My second teacher was teaching us math that day. After that class we had lunch, we were all waiting to go to the event, our heart thumping like drums. Once the event started we were having the times of our lives, we felt like life couldn’t get better. They was rock climbing and playground with all fun obstacles. I lived so close to the my house i could literally walk there in less…

type. For as long i can remember, sports have never been my thing. I’d always been picked last or second to last, in PE. back then, my inner pre-teen self would “blame it on the baby weight” or that i hadn’t hit puberty yet. But deep down i knew it was it was because I had two left feet, one good eye, and butter fingers. However, this year I was determined to end my clumsiness. It was my 8th grade year, my last days in middle school. Finally, after years of being at the bottom of…

marked my final destination. My fear suddenly started to creep over me just thinking about it like a ghost that every child was afraid of, when they turned off the lights. I began to ask my friends if it was true, and they said “Yes” and that it was due tomorrow! All of a sudden a chill ran down through me and my hands started to sweat of nervousness as I started to write down the homework. Even its letters in my notebook mocked me as they formed the words, PUBLIC SPEAKING. In elementary…