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The Auto-Biography Of a Kid

"School. That is a big, powerful, and important word. If we didn't have an education, there wouldn't be teachers to give the education, or there wouldn't be inventors or builder's, or scientist, and so one," said mom. Of course, I was only about seven when my parents gave me a speech on why I need to go to school. It was time for elementary school, or to me, 1st grade. I have heard stuff about first grade. Some people say it's just like pre-k and kindergarden, but others say it's like having a job. That's what most people say about school. You actually have to learn stuff, instead of taking naps and having snacks. We have to learn stuff like math, reading, and science, the list goes on forever.

This morning my dad was trying to convince me to go to school, but I begged, screamed, scratched, and kicked, just not get out of my bed. I really didn't want to go to first grade. There is nothing to look forward to in 1st grade. I didn't have lots of friends in kindergarden or pre-k but all my friends that I did have were either moving or weren't going to my Elementary school.

My best friend in pre-k was Sabrina. She and I went did everything together. We went to recess together, lunch together and we took naps by each other. I remember one time we kept on talking to each other during nap time, that our teacher Ms. Smith made me go in another classroom next door. Lucky no one was in there, but when I woke up, I saw the other class staring at me. Soon later, Ms. Smith came in and took me back to my classroom, but from there on, me and Sabrina couldn't talk to each other during nap time. Once it was time for kindergarden, I learned that Sabrina was going to move back to her original home in Houstin. So I was on my way to kindergardenby myself, well I also had my twin sister Abby, but she was gonna be in a different class. Abby and I aren't those kind of twins who stay together all the time and finish each other's sentences. We liked to keep our distances.

So it was gonna be a new year, kindergarden. I didn't expected to learn anything, but some how Mrs. Wenston, our teacher, made it fun to learn. Like for example, when we had to learn the months of the year, she taught us in song. So I really like kindergarnden. In my kindergarden, we had a mini H.E.B., like it had little shopping carts, and empty card board boxes of food. We also had part of the day to go to a music class, and to go outside. But one thing I will never forget about kindergarden is Austin and Carly. Austin was a boy my age that was in my class, he was in a wheel chair. I remember him pressing these buttons that was on his wheel chair that spoke words for him. Austin had some disability to talk so he had buttons on his wheel chair that had pictures. So he would have a button to push when he had to go to the restroom and stuff. I remember pushing his wheel chair outside. And then there is Carly. Carly was one of my friends like Austin in kindergarden. I don't know what Carly had but she couldn't really speak well, but I would sometimes know what she was saying. I think she was pre-mature because she was very small.

So Abby and I went threw kindergarden with our teachers and our teachers helpers. We got to learn stuff, but for me, I hardly knew I was learning anything. Of course I would witness potty accidents and bloody noeses, but that stuff happens when your a kid. So the last day of kindergarden was a joy but yet dredging day for me. It was a joy for me because school was over so that ment I didn't have to get up and go to Howard, but it was also tragic because I would be leaving my teachers and friends, but worse, going to elementary school.

So two days ago, my parents were giving me the lecture about school. But now, today was the first day of school. Abby was totally siked. She had been waiting all summer for this day, to reunite with her friends. Today my dad is taking me, Abby, and my brother Dylan to school. Our parents are divorsed, so my mom was working, so my dad was gonna take us to school. Abby and I would be going to 1st grade, and Dylan would be going to 3rd grade. I would be going to my teacher Mrs. Green, Abby would be going to Mrs. Wellows, and Dylan would be going to Mrs. Alexandar. Everyone was excited for school except for me. I really didn't want to go to school. I was scared, and I really didn't want to learn anything.

"Come on Emily, it's time to get up!" said dad. "Abby and Dylan are ready for school, hurry up!".

"Why do I have to go?" I asked. "I don't want to go to school."

"Emily, come on, we talked about this yesterday. Your are going to have a great day today."

While we were all in the car on our way to school, I looked out the window. I started to day dream of what school would be like. I kept on thinking that the teacher would be mean and all the kids would hate me. We finally got to elementary school. Dylan went off on his own to his classroom, he said good bye to us and wished me and Abby good luck, then he was off to the 3rd grade hallway. My dad walked me and Abby to our classroom. I was the first one to go to my classroom.