The first day of 7th grade is just around the corner, and I’ve been doing some thinking. I didn’t actually post about the first day of middle school, or much about middle school in general, for that matter. So, I decided to take this chance to update you on my middle school experiences.
Let me be the first to say that middle school isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Now, don’t get me wrong , I loved my teachers and I love to learn. When it came down to homework, though, I wasn’t so thrilled. The work load almost doubled from elementary school! There was constant stress at our house, and Ariana and I fought more than ever.
However, middle school wasn’t all bad. The amazing teachers and clubs at my middle school managed to make my year pretty good. I really liked all of my classes, but as you know, I love to read and write, so Language Arts was probably my favorite. My Language Arts teacher, who also turned out to be my homeroom teacher, was fun and supportive. We had a nice Educational Assistant in our class, too. The Assistant was helpful and willing to answer all of my questions. My Humanities teacher was kind, and she gave us a lot of hands-on experience. Unfortunately, she was the main culprit of my homework problem, and this didn’t make my parents too fond of her. Meanwhile, my math teacher was funny and had great lesson plans, but she was rather strict. My science teacher was organized and kind. She doubled as Ariana’s homeroom teacher. Ariana and I had the same gym/health teacher, who was a strict joker, as strange as that sounds.
At our middle school, there were numerous clubs and activities after school, too. The clubs we attended included art, chorus, and track and field. At track and field, Ariana and I did discus, high jump, long jump, and shot put. It came as no surprise that we were not very good at any of them. We also tried out for the school play, Xanadu, and got the roles of “featured singers.” In the end, though, we decided not to do it, as we had too many other things on our schedule.
All of this started on September 1, 2015, the first day of school. I wanted to make every aspect of the day perfect, which obviously wasn’t going to happen. This resulted in a lot of frustration in the morning. By the time we got to school, though, things were starting to look up. We got lost on our way to homeroom, yes, but along the way we met up with some old friends.
Homeroom was a different story. My teacher was funny and relaxed, but I didn’t know a single person in the room (save a boy from elementary school who I’d said a total of 5 words to previously.) I awkwardly introduced myself to a few girls, per my mother’s advice. However, it looked to me like they were a tightly knit group of old friends from elementary school.
I had better luck through the rest of the day. It was really cool to get a locker (I had been looking forward to it for a while), and it was fun to switch classes. I made a friend in science class, whose name was also Daniela, but spelled with two ls. She went by Izzy, though. At lunch, we sat with a couple of girls from our classes (Ariana and I didn’t have any classes together except art and gym, which alternated spots for second period.)
All in all though, middle school was by no means what I expected. I was really scared I wouldn’t make any friends, and I ended up with more friends than I could’ve dreamed of having (even in homeroom!). I was super excited to have a locker and switch classes, but those things quickly got old. The just lost their novelty within the first week of school. I can’t wait to see what this year brings, though!