Write a dial
ogue between you and your kid brother at the dinner table
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I was so excited yet so terrified at the thought of my first day in
secondary school. It felt much to me like my first day as an adult,
the first day I ever felt grown up.
As I packed my spanking new bag full of spanking new pens and pencils,
I couldn't help but think would all the rumours about head flushing,
bullying and heaps upon heaps of homework be true? I guess I was about
to find out.
Sporting my smart new navy blazer, white shirt and tie I slammed the
door behind me and swiftly scurried to my friend Vicki's house. I
knocked on the door and when it opened I could see that all my
anticipation and excitement was being shared in Vicki's head, which
put me a little at ease. We proceeded to the car and embarked on our
first ever ride to Bishop Fox's Secondary School.
As we drew nearer the school the pathways far and wide were brimming
with school children. Were some of these strangers going to become my
new friends?
We pulled up at the entrance. It looked so big compared to my old
school. How was I ever going to learn my way around?
Since we were the new kids, we had to assemble in the school hall with
the rest of our year to have a talk with our head of year. It was easy
to find as it was just through the foyer. We pushed open the bulky
doors and suddenly a wave of deafening noise came gushing into my
ears. Mobs upon mobs of children were all over the place. Everyone was
in their friendship groups from primary school, and we found ours
after several minutes of pushing between the herds of kids. There was
the unfamiliar whiff of a new place in the atmosphere