Personal Experience: My First Day at School

"I am also very nervous, I am hoping that we are in the same class, which classes are you going to do, please do your best today." I went to the classroom. Outside the two classrooms, there are two sheets of paper. In these sheets, it says the people of each class. I saw them, saw which class I was in, and found me in 5F. I opened the door to the left classroom and entered. In the classroom, everyone who is not a new school is already sitting in a seat and talking about summer vacation and meeting with friends.

Everyone has the first day to go to school. Everyone's education starts at a certain time. The same happened in my situation. I was told that I will attend kindergarten. On the first day of my school, I got up in the morning. My mother is a person I attend school. When I wore my uniform my mother said to me, "Dear, you look beautiful." I feel that my mother was satisfied with me and started going to school very much I am pleased. But those who know the beginning of a person's life will be remembered in such a strange way. I saw my mother and my father dressed. After us, we all started school. The school is not far from my house. Just 10 minutes from the hotel

The unforgettable day varies from person to person. My unforgetable day was the day when I first went to school. In short, the first day at my school was an unforgettable day in my life. There are lots of sweet memories this day. I do not remember the day when I first attended school for repair. However, I clearly remember the memories of the day. When I attended school, I was six years old. My mother suggested that I need to enter school someday. She told me that I will go to school the next day. I am very happy to hear this wonderful news. My school education news made me very excited. For many days, I was thinking about my new school, teacher, and classmate. I am very excited because my dream will come true. To be honest, I can not even sleep. The next morning will be the first day of school. Mother got up early in the morning. She washes thoroughly, combed her hair and put on new clothes.

I went to a small public elementary school in the 2,000 towns where I grew up, but in fact I remember dropping the stairs of a stone school on the first day on the third day. My mother does not allow me to wear a T - shirt: the first day of school is too important to wear. But even simple button-down shirts are almost impossible to suppress excitement. My elementary school is a healthy and safe study and curious place. I still remember their influence on my teacher and me. Mrs. Foster is keen on mathematics and Mrs. Volca is helping us learn geography by drawing imaginary countries.