The Sixth Grade was a very weird and scary year for me. This was the year when I became a middle-schooler meaning I had to go to a whole new school and be surrounded by new people. Of course, I wasn’t the only one going to middle school, my friends were also going to the middle school which meant I was still going to be able to see then. The one thing that made it scary to me was thinking of the fact that I’m growing up which is a thing that scares me. After all, I was only going to middle school but this year was different than any other.

When I was younger I always wanted to grow up. That was because I had the thought that life was going to be as easy as it was but that thought slowly started to fade when I had to go to the sixth grade. The first couple of days at middle school were kinda rough. That was because as I was becoming a 6th grader the school was changing its class system. The school used to have 8, 45-minute classes but they were changing the system so that we would have four, ninety-minute classes. This seemed like a lot of classes to me thinking of the fact I used to only have 2 classes and 2 teachers every day. It seemed like a lot but I knew I could get through it. But the one thing that happened was because this system of four, ninety-minute classes was also new to the school they were having a lot of problems. When I first got my schedule for my classes I had a set of classes that weren’t the ones I wanted but they were also great so I didn’t have a problem with those classes. I had that schedule for about a week and I was starting to like my classes but then they changed my schedule.

I had already memorized the time bells rung along with the location and timing of each one of my classes when they changed everyone’s schedules. But it wasn’t that big of a deal because the classes weren’t that different. The only problem I had was that they had put a seventh and eighth grade only lass on my schedule but this was quickly fixed. I had gotten a new class called Encounters which was a great class. I had previously had this class in elementary but we would go to a different school every Wednesday and this class was in the same school and every day. I liked this class because we would do projects like making dioramas and we also typed which I didn’t like. After all, it was great we even went on a field trip to The Renaissance Festival.

Like any normal year, there were always bumps on the road but they were easy to get over. But around the middle of the year, I broke my wrist which added a couple of more problems because now I had to be in a cast making it harder to do regular day things. But over time I got used to this and started to figure ways to get around the problems of having a cast. During the same time, a new virus had started in China but we thought nothing of it because it was still in China. Over time the virus quickly spread to the US and the school shut down. I thought this was going to be good because I didn’t have to go to school for a week. This week started to get longer and longer and eventually the school shut down in-person learning and switched over to online learning. Then our STAAR exams had been canceled which was relieving. I thought this was great because I didn’t have exams and I had to attend an online school which was something I used to want to do but I quickly realized this was a mistake. School didn’t feel mandatory anymore which made me get less stress but led to me getting lazier and doing less work. Over time I started to realize being lazy wasn’t going to help me grow and get smarter so I tried harder and got through the sixth grade.

Now I am in the Seventh Grade and I have improved on a lot of things. The fact of growing up and the real world is slowly starting to scare me more and more as time goes by. I hope to get through this year with a lot fewer problems. After all, this was still one of the best and one of my favorite school years ever. But if I had to I wouldn’t go back.