When I was young my life didn 't start like other kids. I was brought up in a shack deep in the Colombia’s dark jungles. My family didn 't have much opportunity to go to school due to the lack of money. When my parents had pass away I was put into an orphanage and was able to go to school. I was to old to be placed in kindergarten so they just put me in first grade. Had no clue what school was or what it would be like?
First day of first grade was announced on the speaker of my orphanage. I was so scared to go because I didn 't know what it was like to be in a different building than the orphanage. School sounded so scary I hid in the laundry room and it took half the morning for the staff to find me. That didn 't stop me from going, I refused to put on the uniform that was required for school. Somehow they got me to the front doors of the school, I walked in and there so much vibrant colors around the walls, doors, and windows. I was finally exposed to a new learning experience.
A lot happen my first year of my education career. Such as, the field trips we took. My first field trip was to a decomposing company. We learned how worms and the environment decompose different minerals. The place smelled so bad we had to wear masks. There were pyramids of trash every where, then they would cover the trash with a layer of dirt and worms. I remember looking at the worm 's squirming and sliding through the trash.
After that field trip we went back the school and made crafts. One of the students were making a bow n arrow made out of pencils and rubber bands. This brilliant kid desiced he wanted to test out his creation and pulled back the pencil and launch it across the room. The pencil directly hit my in my eye, before I know it I 'm...
... middle of paper ...
...in and it seem like the underclass were servants.When I was young, I remember at soccer practice the underclass would have to clean up after, it felt so good. 8th grade was such an exciting year, this year I had won the portage county soap box derby and had later went to the all american nation race. I was on the cover of papers and tv.
I was also one of the captain for crestwood’s soccer team in 8th grade, I remember one game. It was one of our last game and raining and cloudy. The rain was coming down like bombs hitting against the mud. We tried to play but it was difficult to run and pass the ball. The ball would stop if hit the water so you had to kick the high for it to travel to the other team mate. It was a hard game but at the second half of the game I scored a goal and my team won the game. After soccer season ended I was looking forward to high school.
Need Writing Help?
Get feedback on grammar, clarity, concision and logic instantly.Check your paper »
- Ch. 6 Underclassmen Another year down another year here. The first day of 11th grade, the start of a great year. Going into the 11th grade was an exciting moment for me. The thought of this being the second to last year of high school for me, after this one more year and it 's over. I think that all of us in the beginning can 't wait till we are done with highschool. But when the moment comes and we 've gone through all the fun and crazy times at high school it 's really a shocking moment. Not I can 't believe it 's time for the rest of our lives, but I can 't believe this part is over.... [tags: Educational years, High school, Ninth grade]
1943 words (5.6 pages)
- “Hi, my little Beauty Bee. How was the first day of second grade?” “It was okay, daddy. I guess I have to present a class project at the end of the year. I don’t want to. It’s a lot of work. And it’s worth a lot of our grade.” “Yeah, what about?” “Uh… a family tree type thing. I have to list family members and then say something about them. I really don’t want to do it… I’m scared.” “Really. That won’t be too bad, darling. Pretend I am there with you, just like we are now, and when you talk to the class, it’ll be just as if we were carrying on a conversation with each other,” he said with his legendary “sincere” smile and a bit of excitement.... [tags: Family, High school, Mother, Debut albums]
1990 words (5.7 pages)
- Living in Michigan is a hard thing to do. Especially with me being a little kid and all. But life was not that bad, I had an older brother and sister that was always there for me. Through the good time and the bad times I could always count on them. Except for this one day. The day that really changed my life. It all starts from my first day of grade school. I was almost considered an outcast because I already know so much more than the other kids because I had two older siblings that was always trying to teach me their homework for some reason.... [tags: English-language films, Sibling, Will Smith]
757 words (2.2 pages)
- “This isn’t real,” I thought to myself. “It’s a sick, sick joke.” I felt confused, disturbed, and concerned for multiple reasons. Why would someone make up such a disgusting tale. There’s no possible way that this could be the truth… could it. I met my very best friend on the swing set on the first day of second grade. She was my first friend at my new school. Both being the “new kids,” neither of us had any friends yet. We both wore skirts that day, limiting us to swinging low and slow on the swings instead of running around and playing on the rest of the playground like everyone else, which brought us together.... [tags: High school, Friendship]
1264 words (3.6 pages)
- It was my second day of fifth grade. After having a welcoming morning, the lunch bell finally rang, and it was time to go sit down at the lunch tables. This is definitely when most of the drama occurs, still in eight grade. Your friends get mad at you if you sit with someone else, and not them. This happens even if it is just for one day. I looked left to right, debating where to sit. Brooke was telling me to go sit with the popular girls, because we were friends with them. Even though many of the girls, were my best friends, I wanted to try something new.... [tags: Virtue, Friendship, Interpersonal relationship]
1465 words (4.2 pages)
- It was the first half-day of second grade, a defining moment in elementary school popularity. Everyone who was anyone would head to Coldstone with all of their friends as soon as the final bell rang. I remember a particularly intense game of tag on the playground that day, when Aaron asked Jimmy, “Hey, do you want to walk to Coldstone after school?” Of course, Jimmy said yes. But what about me. Aaron and I had been best friends since preschool; he must have just forgotten to invite me. Nevertheless, at eleven, the bell chimed and I found myself deserted.... [tags: Psychology, Emotion, Liberal arts, Music]
723 words (2.1 pages)
- By the end of my seventh grade year, I had a best friend, Taylor. We got a new student eighth grade year. She had a learning disability. When I went to the open house before school started, my English teacher told me about her and I said that I would make sure she felt welcomed. The first day of my eighth grade year, Taylor and I introduced ourselves to the new girl and became her friend. Eighth grade year, I got asked out by someone else. The rebellious child that I had become didn’t ask my parents and told the guy yes.... [tags: Educational years, High school, Friendship]
1782 words (5.1 pages)
- All of a sudden it was over, and I did not know what I was going to do from that moment forward. Take three steps back, three years before this. August 22, 2011. I walked into school that day with a wide white-toothed smile, excited to start middle school. I went to St. Joseph Catholic School. It is a beautiful brick rectangular building, three stories high, right next to downtown Decatur, IN. The first day of school the English teacher assigned us to start reading a book for her class. I HATED reading.... [tags: Educational years, High school, Seventh grade]
953 words (2.7 pages)
- In “What is a Grade” by Pat Belanoff, she explains the pros and cons of the grading system. In Pats ' essay she states “Perhaps the solution would to abandon grading altogether in writing class. I confess that this a solution that appeals to me greatly.” (151). Grades should not be present in the way we test students’ learning ability. School seems to be more about learning the material for a brief moment just to get a good grade rather then to actually learn and think about the information being presented.... [tags: Education, Grade, History of education, Teacher]
1343 words (3.8 pages)
- My first writing test was in fifth grade. I prepared all year for this one test. I practiced on prompts that were about the level for a fifth grader. When I sat down on test day I opened up the booklet and read the prompt. The prompt read, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, what is beautiful to you?” I read this prompt and was mesmerized. This was a huge prompt for a fifth grade boy. I sat there and thought for what seemed like forever, I was so mad that I got this prompt. I started to cry because I was so aggravated.... [tags: Writing, Essay, Educational years, Paper]
1083 words (3.1 pages)