Random School Thought

Last day of my first challenge on my blog, the last post is a random picture. I’m extending the post since this isn’t Tumblr. I need a random picture and a story behind it. Since school has started around here, I thought I’d tell you about the first few weeks of middle school. I started 6th grade with trying to be a normal middle schooler like everybody else.

When I came out to the school for registration for the first time my mom, nana, Emily and I went around the classrooms and tried out my locker. It would be my first and last locker I’d ever be able to have, You know I’ve trouble with numbers and locker combinations were not that easiest to remember. Considering I didn’t actually learn my lunch number until five months later. We never had these locks on ours, but the ones for P.E. we did.

Anyways, back to my story. it took me at least for two  days  to just give up on it. Actually I didn’t want to quit but everybody made me because it was time-consuming and since we only had a five-minute break it would take me forever to get the combination together on the lock and then there was this thing where you had to press up to unlock it and I never got it to work. After my aide at the time got it undone, I was very upset because it was the one thing I saw everyday at school and I never got to enjoy having to cram all my books and stuff into it. My sister use to decorate her’s with different things on the inside. She had a mini whiteboard and her friends would write stuff on it for her during breaks.

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