Personal Narrative: A Day At Lunch

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English 1020 Professor Williams 3/19/2014 It was one day at lunch in the first grade when it happened. I experienced for the first time being criticized. I haven’t always had the body shape that I have now, I used to be a really chunky little girl. I can remember back to having to get on my knees and then stand up off the floor because of my size. To me there was nothing really different about me except the fact that I was chunky wore glasses, but most of us were the same way back then. In pre-school and kindergarten I had lots of friends and everyone got along but once I got to first grade some things had changed. A lot of my friends moved the summer before we went to the first grade and the other ones had different teachers than me so in a way I guess you could call me a loner. I made new friends but I was also alone a lot and I am still that way today. But I digress. So now that I have given background here is the story about what happened that day in lunch back in the first grade. It was a regular day like any other day in the first grade. We had our play time, classes, and various activities we would do. Then there was lunch time one of my favorite times of the day still to this…show more content…
I used to wonder how come I had to be so big. One time in gym class we had to be weighed for whatever reason and everybody was in the 60 pound area, meanwhile I was almost 90 pounds, so when everyone would ask me how much I weighed I just wouldn’t tell them because I was ashamed of my weight. That was a long 3 years of feeling ashamed because I was a little on the chunky side but once I started cheerleading and losing weight I was happy with myself again and have been ever since. Ever since then I have been tall and pretty slim. I am not sure if I should look at that hurtful situation as a good thing or a bad thing but all I know is it made me into who I am

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