About an hour ago, I got home from my first official day as an eighth grader, and I have to say, it wasn't as bad as I made it sound (in previous posts).
The school day started in homeroom. My homeroom teacher's name is Mrs. Shea. From what I've heard, she has been bumped around, teaching different grades throughout the school. This year, she happened to land in eighth. I've also heard that she is a very nice teacher, and I have to say she really is (but nothing beats my grade seven homeroom)! The only problem was as soon as she walked in the room this morning, she got right to business; not even a hello? (Heh, hopefully she won't read this and get the wrong idea about me. She really is a nice teacher! Maybe she did say hello, and I was too busy doing... something else?)
Apparently homeroom is only supposed to last about ten minutes per day, but things were a bit hectic as to how our schedule was going. So, we got settled a bit, and about twenty minutes later, we moved on to first period, and I have to say, that period alone was quite relieving! The reason for that is I have Spanish as first period, and I get to have my Spanish teacher from last year, Mrs. Colona (Ariba!) Another cool thing about this class is that I get to choose my own Spanish name.
The way things work in Spanish class is that you are referred to as your name translated in Español. So last year, my Spanish name was Eduardo (Yes, I know, Ryan can't translate to Eduardo. In fact, Ryan doesn't have a Spanish translation! So I took my middle name, and translated that.) But things worked differently today in Clase de Español; I got to choose my own Spanish name! Mrs. Colona pulled out a few sheets of Spanish names for both boys and girls, and my peers and I all read through the list until we found a name that suited us.
I couldn't find any words that sounded like the word awesome, so I chose Maximo.
So, from now on I am Maximo el Impresionante (Impresionante is the closest translation to the word awesome.)
Anyway, that was cool.
I'll spare you the details of the other classes, except that for the most part, all of the teachers seemed pretty nice. But, that's how it was at the beginning of last year, and let me tell you, that math teacher didn't stay very nice for long. So, let's keep our fingers crossed.
As far as homework went, it was pretty.... interesting. What I mean is that for math homework, I was supposed to make a kite (yes, a kite) shaped like a quadrilateral (a four sided polygon. One example would be a rectangle.) But the way we were supposed to do it was a bit different. First of all, we didn't need to add a string to it if we didn't want to, but then that defeats the purpose of a kite. Then, the teacher told us that it didn't have to be able to fly, which totally demolishes the purpose of a kite.
So, basically my math homework was to draw a trapezoid on a piece of paper, and cut it out.
I'm not complaining, but, seriously, how old does she think I am, four?
So, that's the throw-down for the first day of school. It was nice to see all my friends, and nicer to sit down, once again, at that good `ol lunch table of mine (I'll tell you about that in a later post).
Yours in awesomeness,
~Ry.
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