Personal Writing: A Schoolyard Lesson
"Get up, get up you have school today," my mother blurted out, as I fell
out of bed. I stood up and waddled to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I
smiled to myself; I knew today was going to be just fine. My family and I had
just moved from Guatemala, and today was to be my first day at Bel Air
Elementary School. I usually don't get worried about these situations, since
I've been through the routine before, besides I tend to make friends pretty
easily. Why would today be any different, I told myself.
I finished brushing my teeth and splashing my face, then continued to
get dressed. I threw on some Bugle Boy caches, a Polo shirt, and some Nikes.
After giving up on my hair; I ran ...
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to talk to.
When I saw no opportunities I began to get a bit timid, but as soon as the bell
rang I felt all right.
We went through the motions for awhile: filling out paper work,
introducing ourselves, all the first day stuff. I heard a few kids say they
were new to the area, of which Brian Vedder was the only boy. He wasn't much to
look at, not a soap opera star, or a great athlete, just a regular kid.
Nonetheless I thought I'd like to meet him and talk to him later on in the day.
By this time we all were becoming restless, and I definitely knew why. Everyone
was waiting for recess, the time when kids get to have fun and let it all hang
out. After all we didn't have class all summer, and keeping our butts in those
chairs for so long was beginning to hurt.
Lunch rolled around and we knew what that meant; recess was next. The
bell rang and everyone ran outside, bursting onto the playground like a swarm of
locusts attacking crops. I saw many games going on: dodgeball, soccer, ...
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Sean Gravely about
it. Well at least now I didn't have to ask for Brian's help.
Recess came again that day as it had before, but Melvin, Sean, and I had
a little agenda to take care of. We strolled out onto the playground, and
across the asphalt to the field where the soccer guys played. Melvin began to
run, and I unleashed the ball from my hand. It floated through the air in a
perfect spiral until it landed down on his fingertips. At once we had
spectators. Boom! Sean punted the ball, and it skied forward. More and more
kids watched, as if wondering what was going on. Kofi, the biggest guy in
school, and popular soccer player called for the ball. I launched one over ...
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