First Day

I watched the blank white screen in front of me. It was still empty. There was not any word texted on it. Think Put! Think! Tomorrow I have to submit this composition assignment. Oh no! …. I feel so confused. I did not have any idea. I woke up from my chair, walked slowly toward the window then came back to my desk. I sat at the edge of the chair without seeing at other view except my monitor. The screen should be fulfilled by few paragraph of a good composition by now. While trying to gain some more ideas, I started to push the button on the keyboard.

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I stared at the MTsN Pamulang school gate. It was so big and high. It was open widely. There were many people walked through the gate. I saw a few teenagers with the same age as me. I felt very nervous. I hold my mother’s hand; hopefully it would ease my worry. My mother turned her head to me, she said; “It will be fine. You don’t have to be afraid.” She smiled to me. It made me relieve. Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. I made my first step to enter this school.

I and my mother walked slowly toward the crowded yard. My heart beat very fast. I became worry again. I was scare. Some of the new students stood in a group. I believe they were from the same school and known each other surely. I looked over around, tried to find some faces that familiar to me. But it did not work well. I did not recognize anyone. I felt so sad.

My mother and my sister already sat near the yard. I caught them up hesitantly. I saw five – six kids sat there with their parents. Well, maybe I could greet them or just say hello. I wanted to start conversation with them. But I felt reluctant. It is hard to start conversation with someone that you do not know well. You cannot guess their response. Suddenly, my mother said that she wanted to go to teacher’s office. She wanted to ask a few questions about the registration. She asked me to stay there because I should wait for announcement. So … there I was, left alone.

I sat down, turned my phone and began to listen to a few songs. I stole a glance at a girl next to me. I saw a girl with blue veil sat alone while staring to people at the yard. I was sure that she felt the same way like me. Ahhhh …. she turned her head to me. She smiled to me, I smiled back to her. But suddenly I felt embarrassed. I looked at other way.

Then I realized that I would not get new friend if I kept doing like this. I should try to talk with other people. I took a long breath then turned my head back to her, she looked at me at the same time. We stared each other and began to smile. I encourage myself to talk to her.

“What’s your name?” she asked me. Oh lala ….her name is also Putri. Exactly  like mine. At the first we just had small talk, but after while we talked about so many things, such as music, food, favorite singer, hobbies, etc. We had many things in common. It seems like we have known each other for a long time.

Then we heard the bell rung. There was an announcer said that the new students should stay in a line. The students would be divided into several classes based on their previous test result. Putri took my hand and hold it in her fingers. She tapped me to the crowd. I smiled happily. I have a new friend now. I am not alone anymore.

A teacher with a black hat stood on a small stage. He asked the students to stay in line directly. He also gave us some instructions before  announcing  the class arrangement. In the next two hours, the teacher divided the students into six Regular Classes and four Bina Prestasi Classes. My line reduced gradually. My new friend, Putri, had already been called. I have not been called yet. I became anxious. How if I failed to pass the test?

Finally I heard my name mentioned. I felt so relieve. I ran to my line enthusiastically. I joined the BP 7 class. I have around 25 classmates. I looked at them while thinking: Can I compete with them? We learn in the same class, with the same ability and knowledge as well. In my heart, I really do hope that I can learn in this class successfully. I will do my best. Insya Allah. Then, the class arrangement was over. The crowd was dismissed. One of the teachers asked us to find our class.

There it is. That is my class, right beside stair. We entered the class together in rush. We were curious about what inside the class. The class is pretty big. The temperature is quite low. The class has two Air Conditioners to keep it cool. The class accessories are interesting. I chose a chair right under the AC. Hmm …. it is cold.

In the next five minutes, two girls in white uniform entered our class. They had an OSIS emblem on their chest pocket. They introduced themselves. Then they asked our names one by one. After that they divided us into a few groups then chose one of my classmates to be the head of the class. Next, they taught us to sing MTsN Mars Song. Then they gave us some tasks that should be brought on the next day. Finally they let us go home.

I made a friend with several students in my class. Then I tidied my stuffs and my bag. After that I prepared to go home.

Today I was acquainted with a dozen of people. I was sure that I will have some more new friends in the next following days. Well, that was my experience of the first day in the new school. I could hardly wait for the next day.

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I reread my composition. I smiled happily although I feel very tired. Oh my God! It is already 09.32 PM. I should sleep by now nonetheless I will wake up late tomorrow. I turned off my notebook without realizing that I have not saved it yet. Oh, NO!!