I remember when I moved to Morton grove from Chicago. I thought I would be the new one at school, but as it turned out, everybody was new in kindergarten. I can still remember the first day of school. My sister and I have never been separated, and I assumed that we never would be. They called for everybody to line up on the colored lines. My sister and I were in separate lines. I was terrified to be alone. I burst into tears begging to be with my sister. Sooner or later I forgot about the fear of being alone. I already loved going to school.
In second grade we learnt about the life cycle of many animals. One was the frog. When they brought in tadpoles, everybody was amazed. I looked them up and down. I couldn’t believe they grew legs. When I finally became a fourth grader, I thought that the fun would never end. But soon I was graduating. We had an awards ceremony and then we were gone, On to middle school. I felt like a kindergartener again, scared to leave my sister’s side. But I couldn't wait at the same time. The eighth graders were huge. I was scared but I learned that the teachers were there for me. Now, as an eighth grader, I've learned everything I need to know from Golf, and I’m ready to go to high school, ready, not scared.
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