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First day of Hell

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First day of Hell I was so excited yet so terrified at the thought of my first day in secondary school. It felt much to me like my first day as an adult, the first day I ever felt grown up. As I packed my spanking new bag full of spanking new pens and pencils, I couldn't help but think would all the rumours about head flushing, bullying and heaps upon heaps of homework be true? I guess I was about to find out. Sporting my smart new navy blazer, white shirt and tie I slammed the door behind me and swiftly scurried to my friend Vicki's house. I knocked on the door and when it opened I could see that all my anticipation and excitement was being shared in Vicki's head, which put me a little at ease. We proceeded to the car and embarked on our first ever ride to Bishop Fox's Secondary School. ...read more.


This lesson was maths, and we watched one of those mind-numbing educational videos. Our teacher, Mrs Branfield had a strong Somerset accent, and was a nice teacher. She wasn't too strict but she had the class under control. I was good at maths back then, so it soon became one of my favourite subjects. I was entered into the Maths Challenge that year, and came out with a Bronze certificate, which was good for my year. Our first lesson sped past and we now were on the mission to find our next class. I was on my own now as no one I knew was in my D.T class. I asked the teacher where my next classroom was, and finally found it after following some kids I recognised from my last lesson. When I found the class I went and sat with a girl I didn't know. We were told the projects we'd be making that year which was a drawing board and an alarm, both of which didn't turn out too good. ...read more.


I sunk into my chair and started picturing my year ahead; how my science teacher would fail me in every exam and hold a grudge against me for the rest of the year. I worked in silence for the rest of the lesson, and it went by at a snail's pace. Following the worst lesson of my life so far, the rest of the day went by surprisingly fast. My next lesson was art and we just looked at different paintings, followed by lunch where we gossiped on my scolding in science. My last lesson was Drama, where we just went round telling each other our names, where we came from etc etc etc. It was then such a relief when at three twenty the bell went to go home. I had done it. I'd got through my first day at school with only a few minor pushes in the corridor and just one piece of homework. I met up with Vicki outside the entrance and walked home pondering about our next five years in Bishop Fox's Secondary School. ...read more.

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