Looking at the new year from a fresh perspective
You know what it's like on your first day of school. You don't know anybody; nobody knows you. That's what it's like for most people. Not for me. I came with loads of my friends from before; my parents came here, and my brothers and sisters still come here too. I was really looking forward to starting work, beginning to meet the teachers, and my friends were too. We all came from the same place, and have grown to like each other.
After all this thinking, I was beginning to get anxious though. What if I didn't see my friends at all? Would I get separated and lined up against the wall with people from other places? Suddenly, I was starting to have doubts.
However, at last the big day came, and I was shipped off in the car to greet the first day of my new school. Some people say that you should go in with your head held high, and smile at everyone. I think that you should stay under the radar. Get to know people a bit first. So that's what I did. I didn't want to seem too eager in class because I get exhausted easily and sometimes, I just need to sit down and recharge my batteries. So, for the first couple of days, I just settled in. I was beginning to get to know my way around, but it's hard to take in your surroundings when all you can see are people. And big people too. Taller and stronger than me.
Just as I was, at last, beginning to find my feet, disaster struck. I hadn't really being doing much all day - just sitting around listening to 'rules' and 'outcomes' for the year ahead. It finally got interesting when we got sent off with the people in charge of looking after us, but before I knew it, I was separated from my friends, and me and my buddy went hurtling through the crowds of people, dodging legs and arms waving in the air. We began to dangerously speed up when…BANG! I was knocked to the ground by a sixth-former, and lay helplessly on the floor. It was all I could do to lie still until at last, the crowds cleared, and I could breathe a sigh of relief.
I stared blankly at my surroundings, wondering what to do next. This part of the school didn't seem familiar to me. I decided to just wait until someone came.
It must have been about 30 minutes before finally somebody came running up, bending down to pick me up off the ground. Thankfully, she took me to welfare, and soon my buddy came to collect me. A little shaken, I was rushed off to drama where my companions and I were lined up against the wall in the drama studio, all of us in our regimented uniforms. And then, finally, it was time to go home. Relieved that I had survived my first full week, I returned home, and, quite literally, recharged my batteries. I miss the factory at Apple, but I think I quite like it here. It's an OK life for an iPad!
Rachel Sparrow, Y7
After all this thinking, I was beginning to get anxious though. What if I didn't see my friends at all? Would I get separated and lined up against the wall with people from other places? Suddenly, I was starting to have doubts.
However, at last the big day came, and I was shipped off in the car to greet the first day of my new school. Some people say that you should go in with your head held high, and smile at everyone. I think that you should stay under the radar. Get to know people a bit first. So that's what I did. I didn't want to seem too eager in class because I get exhausted easily and sometimes, I just need to sit down and recharge my batteries. So, for the first couple of days, I just settled in. I was beginning to get to know my way around, but it's hard to take in your surroundings when all you can see are people. And big people too. Taller and stronger than me.
Just as I was, at last, beginning to find my feet, disaster struck. I hadn't really being doing much all day - just sitting around listening to 'rules' and 'outcomes' for the year ahead. It finally got interesting when we got sent off with the people in charge of looking after us, but before I knew it, I was separated from my friends, and me and my buddy went hurtling through the crowds of people, dodging legs and arms waving in the air. We began to dangerously speed up when…BANG! I was knocked to the ground by a sixth-former, and lay helplessly on the floor. It was all I could do to lie still until at last, the crowds cleared, and I could breathe a sigh of relief.
I stared blankly at my surroundings, wondering what to do next. This part of the school didn't seem familiar to me. I decided to just wait until someone came.
It must have been about 30 minutes before finally somebody came running up, bending down to pick me up off the ground. Thankfully, she took me to welfare, and soon my buddy came to collect me. A little shaken, I was rushed off to drama where my companions and I were lined up against the wall in the drama studio, all of us in our regimented uniforms. And then, finally, it was time to go home. Relieved that I had survived my first full week, I returned home, and, quite literally, recharged my batteries. I miss the factory at Apple, but I think I quite like it here. It's an OK life for an iPad!
Rachel Sparrow, Y7