Personal Narrative: City Bus To Glashan Public School

During the summer of 2015, I was quite nervous about grade 7. I knew that the expectations were higher, and that I would need to organize my time better. I had a great summer, but soon, it was over. When I woke up, I had a feeling of dread. Summer was over. So, I got my bag ready, and headed out. My plan was to walk to my friend Malcolm’s house, and take the city bus to Glashan Public school. I went out my front door and began to walk. As I walked, I thought about who would be my teachers? How much homework would I have? I was pretty nervous. As I thought, I looked around at the trees, the trees leaves had turned different shades of yellow and orange. It has always stunned me to look out at the leaves, and the trees and the different features

The bus stop was small, and had no shelter or bench or anything, just a simple sign. While we waited for the bus, we chatted a bit. I hadn’t seen Malcolm for a while, so we had a lot to say. When the bus finally came, we each walked up onto the bus and used our presto cards to get onto the bus. The bus route was fairly simple, and we mostly just chatted on the way, getting caught up on what was going on in each other’s lives. I gulped as I stepped down from the bus, it was almost the start of school. I walked up the sidewalk to the school yard, thinking about how many people in my class I would know. We entered the school through an open fence, and walked down a straight area with benches on either side. This passage lead to the main part of the yard. The ground was concrete, and there was many things in the yard such as a basketball court, a small grass area, benches, and much more. There didn’t seem to be too many people, until I turned the corner and saw a giant mass of students near the door, lining up and getting organized. Once I got to the class that I was in, I began to recognize many, many people that I knew! In fact, my whole class except for 2 people I