The first day of school is always an important day for a child. On this special day one has the opportunity to meet different people, be more social, and learn new things. However, the first day can also be scary for children because they are unsure as what people will think of them, or if they will be accepted. Once a child is accepted by their fellow students he/she feels more confident and able to express themselves. This experience, for me, happened a little later in my life because I was homeschooled until 4th grade. There was one goal I wanted to achieve on my first day of school in 5th grade and that was to have the feeling of being accepted by other kids. My first day of 5th grade provided me with this very acceptance and has caused me to be the more social person I am today.   

            To begin, I was extremely nervous for my first day of school at Grandville Christian Elementary. My mom woke me up in the morning. I dressed up in my favorite outfit, so that I would look my best when the kids and teachers see me for the first time. I wore a grey hooded sweatshirt that had the word “Champion” right in the middle of it, a pair of white Adidas shoes with the trademark three blue stripes on them, and finally, a pair of blue jeans that were too long and baggy to fit me. I suited up in this fine looking outfit with the thought that it would hopefully help me look like and fit in with all the other students in my grade. Next, I packed my Goosebumps backpack with new folders, paper, pens, crayons, and a glue stick. My mom took a hundred pictures of me with my backpack so that she could put it in her photo scrapbook. She titled it “Michael’s First Day of 5th Grade” in bright green bubble letters. After the onslaught of pictures, I hopped in our van, and my mom drove me to school.

            When I arrived at school, I gave my mom a hug and started walking towards the spot where all the kids were already playing. I noticed a few kids that I had met through sports teams, so  I built up my courage to say “Hello” to them and those around them. After introducing myself the kids began to ask me questions like, “Are you good at basketball?” and “Is being homeschooled fun?” I was glad the other kids talked to me, and as a result, I began to feel less nervous.