Bus+Terror--Nick's+School+Memories

__Kindergarten__ At Trinity Lutheran Interparish School, it was the first day of Kindergarten. I walked in class from my mom dropping me off and there were only eight people in the class. I thought there was going to be a lot more people than that in my class but, I guess not. The teacher came up to me and said, "Hi Nick, I am Mrs. Isaac and this is our classroom."

In the morning, we said The Pledge of Allegiance which I thought was the most boring thing in the world. We got our seating arrangement I sat by Joel and Michael. Which I liked because, I knew them from out of school. Then we had to read from the Bible, yes the Bible I know pretty boring. Then after that in Math, we got these booklets that had our worksheets that we have to do. First, Mrs.Issac showed us how to add 4 + 5 and 2 + 2 and so on. Which nobody knew how to do. We did a Worksheet on what we just learned, I am pretty sure I owned it. After that, we sang I'm A Little Tea Pot. This was funny because I let out a short scream when it said, “Here is my handle, and here is my spout?" Everyone started laughing. After that we got to eat lunch, I brought a peanut and butter and jelly sandwich which is almost the best thing ever. After I got done with that we went outside for recess, we got two recesses. One was after lunch and one at the end of the day. They were about twenty minutes each recess, that's when I met Jordan he was probably the coolest funniest person I ever met. His favorite college football team was the Texas Longhorns.

After recess we went inside and took a bathroom break, and then we went back to our classroom and did spelling. We learned how to spell apple, orange, and red.

At the end of the school day, the bell rang and it was time to go home. There were two lines one line was to ride the bus and the other line was to have your mom or dad picks you up. I got into the ride the bus home line, when the bus got there Mrs. Hanusa (first and second grade teacher) took us to the bus I got on and sat about in the middle of the bus. We were going to my stop when Larry (our bus driver) went the wrong way. I started to cry. People were laughing at me. It was so scary. Then Larry told me to come up to the front of the bus and tell him what street I lived on I said, "Vista Lane." He told me that we must have just forgotten to go to your stop, but I thought different. As soon as we got to my stop my Mom was standing at the end of the street. And that was one of the worst school memories that I hope and will ever have again.