New vs Old

I just came to a new school. In my opinion, it is better than my old one. At my new school,  I feel more engaged and challenged. Where as at my old school, I felt bored and usually ended up reading a book, or drawing random things on scratch paper.

I never really felt satisfied at my old school. I NEVER came home with homework.  When I came home from the first day of school this year I was so happy to do homework. I got home and said to my mom "Can't talk, have homework!"

My classes were almost always the same, I had two different days, blue days and yellow days. On both days my first four classes (five, if you count lunch) were always the same. Humanities, math, advisory, lunch, and then science. At the beginning of the year,  the humanities teacher who was supposed to be there had a baby and was at home taking care of it, so we had a sub named Mr. *****. He was a great teacher, the only problem was that he was an art teacher, not a humanities teacher. He was really fun,  but he wasn't prepared to teach that class. Math is where I created all of my drawings. I was in the advanced math, but it was still very easy. I aced almost all my tests and lots of the time it was just a review for the kids who didn't get the concepts from the prior day. Advisory was the class from which we chose our locker partner. I had no friends in that class. It was usually just a study hall, but because I didn't really have any homework, I basically just sat there. Lunch was always the same. I ate, then went outside. It was my only time to see some of my "friends". Science was my favorite class. I learned things and did experiments. The teacher was very nice,  but because there were so many people, she had no time for the students like me. On blue days, I had art after science. Art was ok, but the teacher was really grumpy and rude. She insisted that people do things a certain way and judged us on how good of art we created, not on how hard we tried. After art was PE. In PE I was the only one who really tried and could run a mile in under ten minutes. On yellow days I would have Spanish. Spanish SUCKED. I never really connected with the teacher and he never made any efforts to connect with any of the students. He was the French teacher up until the budget cuts happened. My last class was called Enrichment. Enrichment was a complete waste of time! It was supposed to be technology, but because of budget cuts I couldn't do that. So, we learned about things like Australia and airplanes (when we wern't watching Eyewitness movies and taking notes).

I never really had "good friends" at my old school. I had people who I hung out with and talked to, but only a few I really knew I could trust. During the transition to middle school from elementary school, most of my good friends went to option schools leaving me and a few others going to the community public school. About half way through the year I knew I couldn't take it any longer and wanted to go to a different school.

My friend heard that I wanted to switch schools and she suggested that I come to Catlin Gabel. I filled out an application, which took a long time. It consisted of many essay questions and I had to take a test called the SAT. I came to the school on a shadow day to see how a normal day went. It was wonderful, better than any other day at my old school.  Everyone was so nice to me, always stoping to say 'hi'. I went to classes I didn't have at my school, like drama and photography.

I waited a long time to see if I had been accepted or not. Then, one day I came home from school and found lots of signs around the house saying "YOU GOT IN!!!" I didn't know what to think.  My friends didn't want me to leave, and I kept telling them that I probably wouldn't. At that point I wasn't quite sure what I would do, mostly because I didn't think I would get in. My parents asked me every day what I would do and I kept giving them the same answer of "I'm not sure".  I didn't want to  leave my little group of friends at my old school, but I couldn't take the boredom any longer. I kept thinking, What would be better in the long run? Could I make new friends?  I finally made the decision to switch schools. My friends were not happy, and still beg me everyday to come back.

When I woke up the morning of the first day of school,  I was super nervous. I started school knowing that I knew only three people. I got there and people of all ages were saying hello to me. My first day of school at my new school was the best day at school I have had in years.

If you are going to a new school, don't be scared.  People will reach out to you. I was nervous but now I have 64 new friends.

Sources: 

http://xdimax.deviantart.com/art/DOODLES-OF-DOOM-60939652
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catlin_Gabel_School
http://theworldyousee-lx.blogspot.com/2011/09/freeedommmmmmm.html