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Seventh Grade

In the last few weeks of summer, I just kept on looking at the first day of school marked on my calender. I was thinking that if I just watched the calender, then the first day of the S word would come by slower. (School is a nasty, illegal word in my siblings head during summer. We just refer to it as the S word.)

Here it is. The last night of summer. I remember going to bed and thinking, “Another useless school year is starting tommorow. yay…”

I still remember my first day of seventh grade. Every one was saying, “HI AGAIN!!!,” and, “How was your summer!?!?” A few people asked me that. And just like everyone else, I say, “Good.” All my classes were really boring. It was just about a bunch of stupid teachers telling the class about themselves. 1 hour of boredom… How happy I must be on that first day of school. I have to be honest here. I would rather teachers just tell us the rules, which should only take five minutes, And then start the first lesson. That would make my first day a WHOLE lot more fun!!! I don’t care if I have homework that first night, just please don’t describe your-self. PLEASE!!! I mean seriously, if you are a english teacher, I think that we can tell that you like to read and write during most of your free-time. And we also know you by writing something about your-self on your own website. So that way if anyone does want to know about you, they can just look on your website. But other than that, my first day of seventh grade was AWSOME!!!!!

By October, I had things down. I knew which classes to go to, which teachers will tolerate my talking and which won’t. But, at that time, I actually started marking down the days ’til summer. I should have known that it would feel like years if I started counted down from that point of time. This is a little off topic, but, I wish that you could just have someone inject a special potion or something into your brain and THEN take the STAAR Test to see if it worked or not. Now back on topic. The last thing I remember having memorized is the Chic-fil-A, Pizza Hut, and Dominoes days.

As the year goes on, I learn new stuff. I have learned a lot in every subject. But, the subject I have learned the most in, is French. I have learned about 20 times more in French than I have learned in any other subject. Science would come in second place though. I learned all the body systems. In French, I learned how to conjugate verbs correctly, how to introduce yourself in French, how to ask for directions. How to tell someone where how to get to their destination. English comes in third though. (Bronze isn’t so bad) I learned what the difference between an expository essay and a narrative essay is.

As we enter May, I can’t help but feeling a little sad that the school year is coming to a close. I feel that this was the year that I got the best teachers. All of them were really cool, funny, and just made me happy to go to school.

I LOVE SEVENTH GRADE!!!!!

Poem– Wonderful Life of Cato

In a district of glory
With nothing but pride
Has food to eat every night

Volunteer’s at 18
With a 98% percent chance of winning
He goes to the capital

He shows his strengths
But not his weaknesses
His score is 10

He enters the arena
He kills about 6 at the start
And forms an alliance

Slowly his alliance dies
Mainly by his main antagonist
Katniss Everdeen

The food explodes
“I actually have to hunt to survive”
“This is new”, he thinks

He walks in the woods
All of a sudden
Mutts attack him

He runs to the cornucopia
Only to find Katniss and Peeta
The Hunger Games have started

Gets Peeta in a head lock
Katniss shoots him in the arm
Peeta pushes him to the ground
He is dead

Family

I have the best parents ever!!!! The cook for me and the pay for me to play soccer. And my soccer costs like $600 a year and plus the money u need for my tournaments is $200. So my parents spend nearly $800 for me to play soccer. The only reason my parents and the team parents have to pay that much money is because me and my team is on one of the best and most competitive team in our age group. Although we don’t do very well in our games, me and my team is still considered to a very competitive team. (I don’t mean to be cocky, but my team would be the worst team in the league if it weren’t for me making all the saves.)

If you are in my English class, then you know how I feel about my little siblings… Rotten, dumb, vindictive, and vexing. But, at the same time, smart. There is only one reason why I let my siblings live is because they are somewhat useful… I can get them to stay out of my room for money. This is usually the way I keep them quiet and peaceful. ( If that is even possible)

Well that is my family.

Homework

I know that homework is supposed to help you, but homework is the world’s most common bully! Homework bully’s the kids. Not the kids bully the kids! Every day since the first day of middle school, I haven’t been able to go outside to play with my friends when I get home because of MORE AND MORE HOMEWORK!!! CURSE HOMEWORK!!!! I bet that whoever invented homework was someone who REALLY HATED KIDS…
If it weren’t for that weird person who hated kids, I might be able to actually get a decent night’s sleep.

Essay

My team has just given away the ball. The other team is dribbling down the field with the ball and they cross it into the box. At this point, I am just looking at the ball. Not thinking about anything but the ball. Even when the team parents for my team is yelling,”WIN THE BALL STEPHEN,” (Stephen is a person who is on my soccer team at this time,) It was like I was deaf…. I remember not even thinking about the score of the game and how me and my team needed to win this game. In fact, you could say that I wasn’t even thinking about anything. I was only watching the ball coming into the box.
And the ball is going in the box. I go to where the ball is going. Naturally as a goalkeeper, you would think that the ball is going to be shot with power into my near post…… Read my entire essay to find out what happens…….