“It’s too bright in here… ,” I mumbled underneath my breath. Half in half out of the world and the inside of my eyelids, I fell out of bed then head on stumbling into my swim-team bag and shoes. Didn’t my mom remind me to put those away last night? Oh well, it was time to get ready for school on a dreadful Tuesday morning.
As I shouted goodbye to my parents, I waited for the bus. But as I flung the door open, the cold wind caught me. I inhaled the chilly air as it seems to freeze my lungs. I stepped outside and waited for my morning ride to school
Squeak, squeak, squeak, went my shoes as we were walking in the armory. Footsteps became louder, and talking went to talking over each other as more people flooded into the building. “Move a side if you can’t walk faster,” said Mrs.Dux who was walking side by side with Mrs.Mac. “Ok it’s time to go, get your things!” the teachers told us. All of us suited up for the cold walk back to the school. Reminding myself that we had all of our classes today, I trudged to school.
I took my seat and started packing for reading, language arts, and spelling. All those books in my book bag make a heavy load, so I took out my reading book and carried what was left. “Okay, time to go to reading,” Mrs. Hudson declared.
In reading we checked our Martin Luther King Jr. packet. Then we talked about the word adverse in our vocabulary Not a whole lot happened unless you count getting called Megg and having your assignment handed over to someone who “has the same qualities” as her. I guess that was really the only exciting thing that happened. But before my mind could shut off from reading, it was language arts, but pretty similar to reading.
During language arts we talked about our stories ‘Nothing Ever Happens on …’ and we had to add personification, onomatopoeia, hyperbole, idiom, similes, metaphor, etc. Then we got assigned 10 sentences, 5 boring ones and 5 tremendous ones. Finally it was time for spelling.
Nothing that big happened in spelling. We just played a couple rounds of sparkle, I can tell you this much of information, I will never be in a spelling contest. Looking at the clock, I thought it was time to go to s-c-i-e-n-c-e, science.
Slam went my books in my desk as I put them back. “Okay today we are talking about mixtures!” Mrs.Hudson exclaimed, Looking at our worksheet, I knew this would be easy. As we read through the paragraphs, I started on out worksheet, and I ended up getting it done before lunch. I felt proud of myself now, until I realized that I was pretty hungry.
Jeff rib was on today’s menu I ordered. It was pretty good except I didn’t like the bread so much. But hey next was outdoor recesses at last! We could finally play something outdoors! I played four-square, but not for too long. I headed over to some friends to talk, then the bell rang. It was time for oral reading then P.E.
Listening to ‘Nowhere to Call Home’ makes time pass by fast, and we were off to P.E.
We played kick ball in P.E. We lost, probably cause I’m a bad luck charm in that game. At least next was music.
Music was okay. We learned the choreography for 3 songs, so it was pretty easy and flew by in a breeze.
Dreadful math…was not that bad either. We did planet orbits and answered questions about them, but we didn’t get assigned review 1-16. I got those done too 3 minutes before social studies, phew.
Social studies was a class I didn’t mind because it was pretty fun and easy. We had to do a letter for each thing we learned or needed to study. Like for example A-artifacts. I didn’t get that done in class. Study hall it is.
Study hall and it was finally the end of the day, well I still had one thing on my list, which was tutoring the 4th graders in Mrs. Barbers class. When I got social studies done, I headed down stairs with the other person that helps too. Brriiinggg said the 3:20 get ready bell time to head back up to our class and get our stuff to go home.
Rushing out the door made me feel free like I was under a deep spell. But now I’m done. And in a few minutes I’ll walk right back into that door that set off the first cool air in my lungs - right back to the beginning.
