How I Survived 6th Grade

School is finally over! This school year has been a year of fun, sadness, and learning. I will do my best to summarize what has happened this year in my school and the lessons I learned.

At the beginning of the year, I came into all of my classes unsure, but excitedly. I was ready to meet new people and learn new things.

For the first half of the school year, my first class was math, second Spanish, third computer skills, fourth science, fifth Language Arts (English), 6th Physical Education (P.E./Gym), and last of all I had social studies.

Math was interesting, and I liked my teacher. Spanish was a world of new. Computer skills was utterly boring. Science and L.A. were not knew, but not old. My P.E. was a little daunting, because there were a combination of 6th, 7th, and 8th graders. My social studies teacher was just like my 5th grade teacher that I really liked, so my S.S. teacher was my favorite.

Because computer skills was so boring, I switched to Home Economics.

By the second day of school, I knew the campus.

I was still getting settled into school when one of the teachers at our school died. There was a time of sad in the school, because this teacher had meant a lot to a lot of people. In our yearbook that was dedicated to Sensei Takahashi, this poem was written about the teacher:


You can shed tears that she is gone,

Or you can smile that she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll return,

Or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.


Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her,

Or you can be full of the lessons she shared.


You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,

Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.


You can remember only that she is gone,

Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.


You can cry and close your mind,

Be empty and turn you back.

Or you can do what she’d want:

Smile, open your eyes, love, and go on.


By the second quarter, I was quite into the routine and ready for winter break. Winter break came, and I had never felt that my breaks were so short. I sure was growing up.

After winter break, I got right back into the routine, but was feeling as if I was working for the next break that was in 2 weeks. The school year kept moving like that through the 3rd quarter, until the 4th quarter came around.

During the fourth quarter, I was just waiting for summer break. On the calendar, summer wasn’t that far away, but on the school campus, summer was still a while away.

Finally we had one week left. But, I still had 2 presentations to do. I got those done in no time, then I signed yearbooks and got my yearbook signed.

And then, today came. Today school was only 2 hours, and each period was only 15 minutes.


I learned that I can’t just work from break to break, otherwise I will miss to much in between. I found out what it was like to be in middle school. I noticed that as I grow bigger and bigger, everything else seems to get smaller and smaller. I noticed that I was one of the tallest kids in my grade.

Most of all, I learned that one must enjoy life as it comes by, and that there are periods of everything. Sadness, happiness, excitement, and so on.

Pre-K, Kindergarten, 1rst grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, and 6th grade are now behind me. Now I must face the future, not only 7th grade, 8th grade, high school, or even college, but adulthood, business, and unimaginable technology.