FWH: First Week High

The first week of school as a third year student was... normal, of course that was such a wrong description. Should I say it was a "BLAST". Having more subjects= more teachers, more responsibilities= less free time and more difficult diagnostic tests= more nose bleeds... you can say it was really a fun week?!?

Let me start with the very first day...luckily I was not late this time. This should be called the "Describe Yourself Day". Most of the teachers just asked us, the students to say something about ourselves. We were really used to this kind of stuffs but I guess as classmates for almost two years, we know one another a lot by this time.

Another extreme day on my list is the third day of classes. It was such a mind-blowing day because of the diagnostic day in the morning and so tiring because of the clubs' elections in the afternoon. By the way, I was also elected as an officer for the Social Studies Club known as the Kabayani Club. It was tiring yet worthy, a feeling that a long year of commitments is coming your way...

In all, it was a week of hectic schedules and exciting back-to-school activities. With the faces you've missed during summer, with the teachers you're about to know and with lessons you're about to love or to hate, I guess a junior student like me should never say NO to school..

SUMMER GOES
By : Russell Hoban

Summer goes, summer goes Like the sand between my toes When the waves go out That's how summer pulls away,Leaves me standing here today,Waiting for the bus.
Summer brought, summer brought All the frogs that I have caught Frogging at the pond,Hot dogs, flowers, shells and rocks,Postcards in my postcard box - Places far away.
Summer took, summer took All the lessons in my book,Blew them far away.I forgot the things I knew - Arithmetic and spelling, too,Never thought about them.
Summer's gone, summer's gone - Fall and winter coming on,Frosty in the morning.Here's the school bus right on time.I'm not really sad that I'm Going back to school.