Narrative Writing: 2G By: Caleb O’Connell When the last day of 1st grade came in May I was so excited with anticipation for 2nd grade because I knew that I wasn't going to be the only one there. All of my 1st-grade friends would come along with me to 2nd grade. I was just so excited for 2nd grade to come in the Fall. When I went to Back to School night to put my supplies in my desk. At first, I didn’t even notice my teacher in the classroom but on the way out she greeted us while we were leaving. My mom told her about me and she was just like “Wow! I can’t believe I’m going to have someone who is good at technology in my classroom.” I was good at technology at the time and even still today. The first day of school finally came and I was so excited that I couldn't believe it was already here! “Wow, the first day of school came fast!” I …show more content…
thought, so I went downstairs, ate breakfast and got into the car to go to school. When I walked into the classroom I looked around for my desk to see where I would sit in the room and there it was in the front of the teachers desk right by someone else who I didn’t know, so I sat down at my desk while I waited for everyone else to get into the classroom so that class can start, During this time I read some of my new books that mom had bought me. When the bell rang for the beginning of class I put my book up and forgot all about my class and my new teacher. When the announcements were done telling us about school news, she told us all about herself and her summer. After she was done talking about herself and her summer she passed out some paper and she wanted us to write about our summer so that she could see what we did over the summer and get to know us better so I got out my pencil and wrote about my summer; After everyone was finished she had us put our paper’s away in our folder’s so that she can look at them later then once everyone put their paper’s up she told us about the class rules and just the regular school rule’s (there were a few new rule’s that I haven’t heard about) so that she could refresh our memory. After we talked about school and a few more rules we went straight into the first class of the day which was Writing “All right everyone get out a notebook and a pencil so that we can start our first writing assignment which will be to write about yourself and your family” so I got out my notebook and pencil and started to write about my family. “So how was second grade today?” my mom asked me “Good,” I said while I was still eating my cookie from lunch. “Good to hear that.” “Where are we going now?” “To pick up your brother from his school now.” “Oh right, I forgot about that, he has his 2nd time at my old school now.” “Yes, and now I have to go pick him up and fill out some more paperwork for him, we didn’t get it all filled out last night so I was going to have him give the paper’s to his teacher today at school but I forgot to give him the paper’s so I’ll just do it now while we’re picking him up.” “Ok mom.” and that’s how my first day of school went so much for getting home to finish my writing assignment. The 2nd day of school didn’t go too bad so far other than my mom and dad figuring out about how to drop me off and pick me up from school, “Can we go to school now please?” I asked “Yes we can, actually it’s almost time to leave 4minute's to drop you and your brother of at school” “Ok.” so we got in the car and drove me to school. When I got into the classroom I asked the teacher if she had any pets at her home “Yes, I do have pets actually I have 2 dogs at my house their names are Jake and Bella” “Jake and Bella what a cute name for 2 dogs, what breed are they?” “Labradoodle is Jake and Shizu is Bella” “I have a Cockapoo at my house, I do have a photo of her if you want me to show you who she looks like?” “I’d love that, find one and I can try to bring my dog’s to school” “Ok wait you can bring your dogs to school?” “Yeah, the principal lets me bring them in only if no one is allergic to dog hair’s because they shed a lot.” “Thank’s for telling me about your dog’s.” “You’re welcome.” so I sat down at my desk and this time a girl sat by me “Hey are you new” “No, I was here in Kindergarten through 1st grade.” “Oh that’s nice; My name’s Lilly what’s your’s?” “Caleb.” “Caleb hmm nice to meet you, Caleb.” “Nice to meet you too, hey can I ask you something?” “What is it?” “All of my 1st Grade friends aren’t in my class and I like having friend’s in 1st Grade actually my whole class so can you be my friend?” “I would love that!” “Awesome I know that we’ll be good friend’s together.” “Me too” so the 2nd day of 2nd Grade (2nd day I was in 2nd Grade get it?) went well but for the rest of the semester it went ok (For the most part anyway). When the 3rd day of 2nd Grade came I was very excited to get to school in the morning because I was going to meet my **** Team for the year, “Caleb can you come here please?” “Ok mom, what is it?” I asked when I got downstairs “Can you take this to the **** Office at school please it’s about your ***.” “Ok, I can do that.” “Thanks, Caleb.” When I got into the classroom I put my stuff up and saw that the teacher brought her dogs to school today. “Are these your dogs?” I asked her. “Yes, these are my 2 dogs, this one’s Jake and this one’s Bella,” she said. “They're so cute,big and fluffy.” “Jake’s HUGE and Fluffy. Bella is kinda fluffy and she’s small.” So I sat with the 2 dogs and so did the rest of the class, as well, before the bell rang. When the bell rang I had to go to the SPED Office to talk about my team this year and how they would help me out. When I got back to class they were just in the middle of reading so I asked the teacher “What can I do while they are reading?” She said, “Sit at your desk or find somewhere on the floor to read.” So I laid on the floor and read my book until the end of silent reading. When silent reading was done she told us to sit in our desks because she had something to tell us that was really special.
“Now that you have read and it’s almost time for the last part of the day to begin I thought that I would tell you that we’re going on a field trip to see a play sometime this next week. How’s that sound?” Pretty much everyone wanted to go to the play. She said, “Good, so I’m going to have someone pass the permission slips out so that you all can get it signed and can go on the field trip.” Pretty much everyone was very excited for this field trip, it was going to be fun. When it was time for the field trip everyone was already in the classroom talking and waiting for the teacher to tell us that we can head down to the bus lot and go to the play, “Ok everyone grab your backpacks and sack lunches and let's go see a play!” The rest of year went great with a party at the end of the year to celebrate 2nd Grade. As well,I got to keep 2 things and they were: a green binder and a book called The Legacy of the Puppy. I will never ever forget 2nd Grade and the fun year that I had with my class and my awesome
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Before long I spotted my friends a few feet away and I walked in their direction. I found my 3 friends roaring with laughter, and I couldn’t help but laugh as well. A few hours later we were all piled in the car and Ashley’s parents drove home. We sat in a comfortable silence because everyone was exhausted from all the fun that we had. I smiled to myself in the dark, as I thought about what an amazing story my trip to six flags would make in the
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I stared at the blinking cursor, unbelieving at what I had just done. I was indeed done; done with a paper I agonized over for 6 hours. The paper was due in a scant 4 hours and I had all week to do it. The radio had stopped working because my brother got on the Internet and thus cut off my connection. That was the least of my problems working on this paper. I got it done, though. My life changed with one trip of a teacher to the chalkboard and one phrase, narrative essay. God, I hate narrative essays.
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