My First Day at School.

My First Day at School

My first day at school, I can remember it as if it was yesterday. It’s a stage of growing up when you’re wearing a shirt tucked into your trousers and the blue and yellow tie done up neatly. The day when you’re parents take you to school and wait with you until the bell rings. Then, while your standing in the line, all the dad’s and mum’s are waving goodbye. You would think that you’re never going to see them again the way they act and of course there’s always one who is crying and flooding in tears because the little girl who had brown curly hair doesn’t want to leave her mum and dad. Then all the other children start laughing and teasing her when she enters the class. But I’m not trying to say that I was perfect, as I wasn’t, actually I got really frightened and scared.

The night before my first day at school, I didn’t get much sleep at all. I was tucked up in bed and my mum gave me a goodnight kiss. All I could think about was what it would be like at school the next day. Also that day my older sister had been trying to annoy me, she told me if I talk in class I will get in serious trouble and get a detention on my first day. But now when I think about it, she was just trying to make me feel anxious and make me worry too much. During the night I had a nightmare and woke up breathing deeply and my heart was pounding. I remember looking at my clock but I didn’t have a clue what time it was, as I had not learnt how to tell the time. All I know is that the house was in darkness except for a tiny light shining threw the gap in my curtain, which came from the street lamp outside. I then must of fell asleep.

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The morning came and the early rising sun blazed threw my curtain. I could here my dad calling out with his loud voice “Luke, get up, you don’t want to be late for your first day at school.” So I stretched every small muscle in my body and jumped out of bed. I went downstairs like every other day and had my breakfast. Then I washed and brushed my teeth. After all that, I got changed into my uniform then my mum done up my tie as I had not quite learnt properly how to do my tie yet and I looked very smart. I was already and waiting in the car with my dad but as always my mum would be last to leave. We had just turned the first corner from my road and realised I had forgotten my lunch box, which meant we had to go back again to fetch it. There it was a plastic blue box with the Tottenham Hotspur logo on it, which I had stuck on the day before to make my lunch box stand out more. We had arrived at school and before we went threw the wide opened gates, I was worried incase I didn’t make any friends and if everyone dislikes me but my dad reassured me and told me not to worry and all will be fine. The playground was enormous and all the children looked gigantic compared to me but as I walked towards the reception block all the children were roughly my size. When I looked in front of me I saw one of the older pupils ringing the bell at dead on 9 o’ clock. All the parents waved goodbye and our teacher brought us to our class.

My first teacher was called Mrs. Pallos and the first thing we did was to write our name on a piece of paper in pencil. I remember that while we was doing that the boy opposite started to cry and the reason was because he wet himself, but know one else new except me so I told the teacher and she took him out of the class. Break time had arrived and we were all eating our fruit. We were allowed in the playground, so all the boys in my class played football. The first person I spoke to was a boy called Lui, who is still one of my best friends to this day. I had actually settled into school quite easily as my nerves had all gone. While we played football James had fallen on the concrete floor and his knee was bleeding, so about ten boys from my class including myself all went with James to the medical room to make sure he was alright. But the lady told all of us to go away except James. The bell rang and it was back to work. The teacher seemed lovely as she went round to everyone individually and spoke to him or her. As I looked up to the clock we still had plenty of time till lunch. At last we did something interesting, painting, it was great and enjoyable. My first painting, was meant to be a picture of my mum and dad, although it ended up looking like many lines and circles drawn anywhere. I can remember that really clearly because when I removed my apron both sleeves of my shirt were covered in paint. I then washed it all off and it was lunchtime. All the older children were running to the lunch hall, so our class ran as well. The dining hall was huge and it was used for assembly also. When we sat down on the chairs we were just able to reach the table as we were so small. Most of the older children were kind to us, as they have to set an example to the younger children. They would always say that we are adorable with our cute faces.

Lunchtime had finished and there was approximately 2 hours and 30 minutes left of my first day at school. I thought to myself that the day is nearly over already and has not been bad at all. I had made new friends and everything seemed brilliant. In the afternoon it was story time, we had to go round in the class and tell everyone about what we did in the summer holiday. While Sarah was telling everyone about her holiday in America I was talking to Lui about football. Then Mrs. Pallos caught us talking and all I could think of was my sister saying that if you talk in class when you’re not meant to, you will get a detention. My face went all red and Mrs. Pallos just told us to pay attention. I was really pleased afterwards, because I thought a detention would be coming my way. As usual my sister lied again and made me panic for no reason, even though it’s wrong to talk while the teacher is speaking. The bell rang at half past 3 and my first day at school had gone well, except being told to pay attention but some how I managed to miss that part out when I told my parents what happened at school.