First Day at School Essay

1163 WordsMar 4, 20135 Pages
That First Day of School Right up until this morning my son has been the big cheese at home. Anything he wanted, we tried to provide. With any hint of concern he could come to us for more love and guidance. Yet when his soul did hunger for freedom he could sneak out into the fenced-in Buffalo Flats back yard and shoot those pesky outlaws trying to ambush him at his plastic watering hole. Sometimes, just to protect his rights, he had to shoot hundreds in a single day. But he gave every one of them a sporting chance.My first actual school day at school was bewildering to say the least. Everything was hectic and in chaos from the nearly extreme tense atmosphere to the poorly organized day plans handed to each student that walked through the large door way. This was different from my first experience with CIS mainly because this time I had to navigate myself around, what seemed at the time, an endless labyrinth of twisting corridors and class rooms. My first impression of the school itself was hot it was partitioned in different layers based on which year you were in, unlike my pervious school where everything was mixed up. The different floors all met at one central hub, the long flight of stairs that you first see when you enter the actual building through the main entrance. But in just a few hours now my young son will walk out the front door, go down the long driveway, and jump on the bus for his first day of school. He thinks he is ready, and I am proud. They call this a part of growing up, but I'm the one that has to grow. I plead for more strength and courage before I let him go. I know him well. He's my son. And this is an important step in growing up, a mission I've been preparing him to run. He is anxious for this adventure to begin; he'll be so eager he won't even wave goodbye. His teachers at church have helped him and made my work more pleasant

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