![]() Hutfilz stood up, jokingly adding that she liked my style. I made it through my minute speech unscathed, until Mrs. I kept my head down and tiptoed to my seat, but the first day meant introductions in front of the whole class, and soon enough it was my turn. Hutfilz, my English teacher, sporting the exact same dress as I. But as I turned the corner into my first class, my jaw dropped to the floor. An hour later, I felt just as powerful as I stepped off the bus and headed toward room 1136. The soft cotton was comfortable, and the ruffle shoulders added a hint of fun. This time mattered, and that made me nervous.Īfter meticulously raiding my closet, I emerged proudly in a patterned dress from Target. This meant no instant do-overs when I pick up and leave again. ![]() But this time was different because my dad’s company ensured that I would start and finish high school in the same place. Moving so many times does something to a child’s development … I struggled finding friends that I could trust would be there for me if I picked up and left again. It was the fact that this was my third time being the new kid. It wasn’t insecurity driving me to madness I was actually quite confident for a teenage girl. For the first time in my life, I thought about how convenient it would be to wear the horrendous matching plaid skirts that private schools enforce. Not only was it my first day of high school, but it was my first day of school in a new state first impressions are everything, and it was imperative for me to impress the people who I would spend the next four years with. I didn’t want to come off as a try-hard, but I also didn’t want to be seen as a slob. ![]() A billion thoughts raced through my brain as wooden hangers shuffled back and forth in the cramped hotel closet. When I woke up on August 4, 2016, there was only one thing on my mind: what to wear. In “ First Impressions,” a winning essay from our 2019 Personal Narrative Contest for students, Isabel Hui writes about a time when she hoped to make a good impression - and what she learned about herself from it. What can you learn about yourself from these first encounters?
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