Personal Narrative: My First Day At Middleton High School

The moment I walked into this new small town school; I felt strained. I went from PS 60 in Queens to some place called Cocalico Middle school. I walked into my first day hoping I’d be indifferent, but feelings don’t work that way. The first thing I noticed was the lack of diversity; I noticed this when I was at school and then when I went to the local grocery store. I observed everything, but tried not to make myself noticed.

Last summer, my family decided to move to Oregon from a small town in Maine. Throughout high school, I was motivated to try new things. Nevertheless, moving across the country to a school where I knew no one would be the biggest change I ever endured. I was terrified of the unknown. It felt like I was going to a party I wasn’t invited to.

An eager Freshman takes their first steps into the Commons on Link Day. They look around at the green and silver painted walls, swallowing the lump that formed in their throats from the uncertainty of what their first day of high school will be like. Among the unfamiliar faces around them, the new Freshman looks frantically for the familiar faces of their friends; for some sort of reassurance that they’re not alone in this new environment. Every year, floods of Freshmen and new teachers join Conifer High School.

This year I have spent time with people in places that I never would have imagined myself to be freshman year. I’ve been in the stressful, sweaty changing rooms of the show choir competitions; the talkative, talent-filled stage at the Grand Opera House; and I’m quite familiar with the quiet, reverence of the Wahlert chapel. I’ve screamed my lungs out in the stands of Colbert-Delany, laughed my butt off in cafeteria conversations with my friends, and I’ve cried during late night conversations with unexpected friends in the Wahlert parking

I’ve lived here ever since I was three. I have a very balanced and happy life here in Rigby and successful career as a student at Rigby High. I run up to ten miles each day in the fall and spring to become an exceptional athlete in both track and cross country in which I’ve had victorious seasons. I go home to three or more hours of homework each night to get straight A’s in all my classes including AP and college courses. Somehow I have found the time to go to sporting events, parties, and service projects where I have made so many friends that are indeed true characters of strength, joy, and goodness.

and I wanted to be thought of as better. Not knowing anyone at school, I walked through the narrow halls, staring at all these unfamiliar faces that all seemed to know each other. I felt alone at this point but thought being on the

Hope’s class was. The hallway felt never-ending, seeing all the unfamiliar faces made me nervous, but excited at the same time. It was an unusual feeling, but I made it to the class, took my seat, and waited patiently for the teacher to begin. My first new friend was named Cameo, she came up to me and introduced herself, she appeared eager, but I could tell she was just as nervous as I was. I was reluctant to speak to a lot of people due to my speech impediment.

I was very afraid on my first day that I would make no friends because everyone seemed already have cliques. However, in my first class I ended up meeting my best friend. By risking isolation I became more confident in my decisions, and met my best friends, I could not have found any of this by following the crowd.

During the weekdays when Bennington people are hanging out, going to lunch together, and making future plans, I am just sitting at home, by myself, waiting for the weekend so I can escape this place and play pretend for a couple of days. I keep reminding myself that what feels like an eternity now will only be a memory in a year, and mostly forgotten in five. High school isn’t your forever Class of 2024. Just because you feel alone now doesn’t mean you will be alone forever. You will find your people and develop relationships that will last a lifetime.

As I became acquainted with my fellow classmates, I felt more secure with myself. I even took the lead on group projects which turned out to be a rewarding experience. I learned that I needed to come out of my shell in order to make Bentonville my new home. Ultimately, I gained even more confidence in myself and ended up having a successful year, both academically and socially. This has been a significant change for me that helped me to improve my social skills at school and at work.

Although I had to go out of my comfort zone to make friends, I learned that my classmates were not very different from me. We had many similarities even though we had different backgrounds and were from different schools and

Later in life, during his teenage years, he attended Hobbs Middle School and Shelley High School. During his high school years, Brad had met so many new people, and made just as many friends. But it wasn’t until his Junior, and Senior years that he started hanging out with his friends, outside of school. Some days he wouldn’t get home till almost dark; because he would hang out with them

The morning of my first day, I was terrified, but also profoundly excited. My mother had beamed about Miami High’s immense school spirit. She had been an alumni herself. I already had a club I wanted to join in mind, even before I saw the list: Honoria. She had been part of Honoria for all four years of her high school experience in the 1980’s and told me about it.

My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.

Surviving in High School “The journey doesn’t start at the beginning, begins at the end.” School is one of the most memorable moments you will experience in your life, are those moments when you find a second family in your life called “classmates”, they start being strangers to classmates, classmates to friends and friends to brothers and sisters, you spent every single day of your life for more or less 2 years of your life that you start to know them more than anybody. I study in Colegio De La Salle in Panama City, Panama. My years in De La Salle are priceless, because it’s the place where I grew up as a student and the most importan as an Human being. During my time in De La Salle I found “Ma Squad” that’s how we call our group back in Panama, where we experience and pass so many things together.