School started on the 28th of August. It seems like a lot time ago. Now all my summer experience seems like a dream or something I have imagined myself.
I don't really want to talk about the very beginning of school (how I met my friends, the bbq, etc.). I'll just tell you that my homeroom teacher is called Mr. Woodbridge. I'm in the same class as Franny, Yasmin, Emma and many other of my friends. There are a lot of Russian-speaking people in my class. There's Feodor who looks like a gangster or a bully, Anastassia, Artem and the others. Our classrooms are located at the Montblanc building just like in 6th grade. We have small lockers while the frenchies have the big ones in the Eiger. Everything feels like 6th grade. I have Miss Stierly for Maths, Frau Weinz for German just like in 6th grade. The only new teacher I have this year is M. Hartmann for Science. He's super attractive and is very nice. The rest of my teachers are like in 6th or 7th grade.
For English I still have Missis Manchala. I somehow managed to get in trouble with her our first English lesson. She told us to write an essay (she calls everything an essay) either about our holiday or our room. I had no inspiration, what so ever, so I sat there staring at a blank sheet of paper in front of me. She also read us this story called "The heart of another." It was hard not to laugh because of the way she talked. I had a feeling that she was trying to imitate an English accent. The funniest thing was that she said "wOs" not "was".
I think that's everything about my first days of school.
C YA!!!
I don't really want to talk about the very beginning of school (how I met my friends, the bbq, etc.). I'll just tell you that my homeroom teacher is called Mr. Woodbridge. I'm in the same class as Franny, Yasmin, Emma and many other of my friends. There are a lot of Russian-speaking people in my class. There's Feodor who looks like a gangster or a bully, Anastassia, Artem and the others. Our classrooms are located at the Montblanc building just like in 6th grade. We have small lockers while the frenchies have the big ones in the Eiger. Everything feels like 6th grade. I have Miss Stierly for Maths, Frau Weinz for German just like in 6th grade. The only new teacher I have this year is M. Hartmann for Science. He's super attractive and is very nice. The rest of my teachers are like in 6th or 7th grade.
For English I still have Missis Manchala. I somehow managed to get in trouble with her our first English lesson. She told us to write an essay (she calls everything an essay) either about our holiday or our room. I had no inspiration, what so ever, so I sat there staring at a blank sheet of paper in front of me. She also read us this story called "The heart of another." It was hard not to laugh because of the way she talked. I had a feeling that she was trying to imitate an English accent. The funniest thing was that she said "wOs" not "was".
I think that's everything about my first days of school.
C YA!!!
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