I am normally a little excited on the first day of school for any grade, and sixth grade was no exception. I had set all my supplies in a pile before I went to sleep so I could get ready fast. When I woke up I had gotten ready and put on my new yellow jacket. One of my least favorite colors is yellow, so it didn't help that the dressed code for the sixth grade was mustard yellow. When I arrived at school, I had seen some friends from Elementary. Since most teachers were telling kids to go to the gym, I skipped breakfast in hopes of not missing anything. When I had gotten my schedule in the gym, I didn't realize anything was wrong with it, but when I was getting ready to go to my first class, a teacher had stopped me and told me something was wrong with it. When I got up to leave, a teacher had come up to me and told me I was missing a certain class and that I needed to go to the Multi-Purpose Room. I can't remember much from that day, but I do remember asking many teachers where a certain classroom was. I probably had two different schedules before having one that I liked, and I didn't have many of the classes I had in the beginning of the year.
Instead of going to encounters an entire day at a different school, it would be a normal class period in my own school. Another year brought another research paper topic, and this year's was the Middle Ages. I thought it would be interesting looking at the past and how the world worked then. Around October, we went to the Texas Renaissance Festival. We walked around and got a feel of what some things were like in the Renaissance Period. We had a fun time there. Later in the year, we started our research papers and our dioramas. My least favorite part was doing all the research and paraphrasing and my most favorite part was making the dioramas because we got to make the dioramas basically from scratch. After winter break, I finished my research paper and my diorama, unfortunately, we didn't get to show all our work due to a newly discovered virus.
At first, I was excited that we were getting extra time for spring break, but as I experienced it, I got more and more bored. We didn't have online school in the beginning, almost nothing related to the school. Later, we were told that we would start having classes on Zoom and do work completely virtual. It was a very boring time. Since work that you didn't do wouldn't count against you, some people didn't show up to the Zooms and didn't do their work. It didn't feel right waking up at eight o'clock to stay home all day. I couldn't see my friends in person, and I couldn't communicate with the ones I didn't talk to online already. I stayed up late some nights because I felt as if it was a weekend but would miss some classes the next day. Some things were exciting, like how we didn't have to take the STAAR test. Other than those rare occurrences, I wished I could go back to school.