High School Memory
I’m up 30 minutes before my alarm clock just lying in bed anxious for my day to start. I start making an inference on what my first day of high school will be. Will I get lost? Will I get picked on? Or will I get thrown in a trash can? Before I know it I hear my cell phone alarm going off. I immediately get up from my bed. I had my clothes already laid out, I get dressed quickly. As I climb down the tree to go to the kitchen I notice my mother is already up. As I’m get into the kitchen I see a huge bowl filled with fresh pick bamboo and a glass of warm milk. I sit down and begin to eat, but then I realized I could because my stomach was in knots. My mother told me to ...view middle of the document...
A toucan flies towards me asking me if I needed help and he showed me how to get my class. As I’m walking to class I see moneys extending their arms and jumping from vine to vine getting to their classes. As a consequence of being distracted I bump into a raccoon. I apologized as I was walking away to get my class. As the first 5 minutes in class I start looking for my cell phone to see what time it was but I couldn’t find it anywhere. I started sequencing everything that happened to me before I got to class. The only relevant effect that could have caused me to lose my cell phone was when I bumped into the raccoon. But it couldn’t have possibly fallen out, I would’ve heard it. Then I came to the conclusion that the conniving little raccoon stole it. I start evaluating my class room, trying not to let my stole phone ruin my day. I noticed the dynamic in the room would be different from corner to corner. You would see the nerdy mice everywhere to get their stuff done, the monkeys blustering everything they say, or the hyenas giggling after every word they say. As the teacher starts talking I realize how creative she is. In every corner I see something new. I realize how I exciting this class is going to be. As the day goes on I met couple of new friends. Everyone was I met called me cute with my black and white fur. I enjoyed my first day of high school, even though my phone got stolen I made the best of it and didn’t let it get it me.
Moral: Something bad is always going to happen to you, sooner or later. But you can’t let that ruin you from having a good day, make the best out of everything.