Donovan Middle School Experience
The new change of development happened in the first week of September 2009.
One autumn morning, I woke up as a middle school student for my first day. After getting
ready for school, I rushed downstairs to find my cousin, Sam, and my brother, Kenny,
waiting for me. Before I walked out the front door, my cousin placed a lock with a small
notecard. On that notecard was my lock’s combination and a “good luck.” The walk to
school was very long, but surprisingly fun. Kenny and his friends were goofing around,
making the scenery less gloomy. We arrived at school. There were a lot of students
waiting outside by the building. I couldn’t find anyone familiar from elementary school.
Then I saw a person with a bright red shirt, opening the front doors. I held onto Sam’s
arm to not get lost in the crowd. She grabbed my schedule out of my hand and led me to
my homeroom. I entered through the door, retrieving a pink copy of my schedule. I
looked around the room, getting the idea that this was the art room. I glanced around to
find an empty seat and sat down. Mr. Shawn, my homeroom teacher announced, “Hello!
I’m Mr. Shawn starting today, I’ll be your homeroom teacher and you might have me for
art. Today, you’ll start off with A-day and tomorrow, B-day. The two days with be
alternated every day. So follow your schedule and don’t be tardy.” After introductions
about the school and a brief sense of directions, homeroom was dismissed with the sound
of a steady bell. Sam sprinted across the hallway to me, after spotting me. She then led
me to my first period class and rushed to her designated class. As I walked through the
door, my classmates just stare at me strangely. As time passed by, I moved to my next
class after the next. Every class I went into, everyone gave me the cold eyes. I barely
know them yet I’m letting their actions get the best of me. Finally lunch arrived and I
didn’t know where to go. Then I spotted Kenny and sprinted towards him. Since we have
the same lunch period together, I could follow him around until I can be independent. The
cafeteria was filled with many people, to the point I can’t find a single table alone. I sat at
