Wednesday, May 6, 2020

First Grade At School - Original Writing - 1428 Words

Vincent Van Gogh once said, â€Å"Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again.† This means even knowing that I am going to make mistakes will not keep me from making them. So, when I make a mistake I fix myself to not make that mistake again. I made a whole bunch of tremendous mistakes in one day when I was in sixth grade at school. Yet, I did my best to succeed to climb back up from it. I desire into never to say something without thinking again. The school district had just been going back to school after spring break, and my sisters and I were getting back from an amazing week with my father in Tennessee. It was exciting to see my friends, but I wanted to sleep in one†¦show more content†¦That was when Elisa came up to us. She started to talk to Logan. Out of nowhere, she started making fun of me, so I said a bad comment about her to Jake and Will. Logan heard what I had said and said to Elisa, â €Å"Did you just hear what Josh said about you?† Elisa replied, â€Å"No, what did he say.† I thought, please don’t tell her, I don’t want to get in trouble. He told her of course. God dang it, you just had to tell her, Logan. Elisa came up to me and said, â€Å"You know what, Josh, I’m telling Mr. Rankin on you.† She started stomping inside, and my stomach dropped below my feet. I walked around, butterflies in my stomach, hoping Elisa wouldn’t tell Mr. Rankin. When she came back outside, and told me to go into Mr. Rankin, the vice principal s office. I waited for my death sentence, while Mr. Rankin was coming upstairs after lunch. At that moment, I thought I had the best idea of my life. If I lie, he won’t believe me, so he will call Logan, Jake, and Will up to tell him what had happened. I had this plan down pat. Mr. Rankin came up to his office outraged, nevertheless he didn’t know what had happened. At first, he was understanding, and he let me speak my case. Mr. Rankin said in a stern, â€Å"What did you say to Elisa?† â€Å"Nothing,† I replied voice trembling. I knew he did not believe me one bit. â€Å"Well, Josh, I don’t really believe you. So I am going to call up your friends, and see what they have to say.† My plan was going

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