The night before the big day, I’m not gonna lie, I was kind of dreading the thought of school. Going to school in-person during Covid was one thing I never thought would happen, and I was having mixed feelings. Who would have guessed I was going to have my first day of sixth grade in the middle of March?

Picking an outfit was easy, especially when I asked for help from by best friend, Elle. She was the fashion guru, and always had the best sense of style. Together, we decided on a red sweatshirt with Levi’s, a pair of adidas, and some cute earrings as accessories.

My class was divided into two cohorts based on each person’s last name and their class periods. My cohort (cohort B) going to school in person for period 1, which was a relief because it included my favorite teacher and subject- language arts with Ms. Johnson! But, Elle was the only friend I had in my cohort, and the mixed feelings started up again.

The Big Day

Grogginess and exhaustion were just some the things I was feeling when I woke up that day early in the morning. It was stressful running around the house trying to get ready on time, but I did it in the end. In fact, I was actually the first person to stand in the line in front of the gates to the school. They let us in at exactly 7:55, and we made our way to our classrooms.

Seeing Ms. Johnson for the first time was nothing like I had expected. First of all, she was tallest person I have ever met, and she already knew almost all of our names! The best part? Elle and I were sitting right next (okay maybe 6ft apart) to each other! That day was a blast, with activities like fun icebreakers, to lessons on growing your brain.

At snack break, a group of boys from my class huddled together and starting talking about Fortnite. Joining them was tempting, but I knew that talking about a video game 24/7 was annoying to most people. So instead, I listened close while talking to Elle at the same time.

Next was tutorial, the time students got to work on their homework, retake assessments, or simply chill out. I practiced my left-hand writing, because I wanted to be ambidextrous (I also heard left-handed people are more creative, but let’s go with the other one).

After class ended, it was dismissal time, and we even got free lunch to take with us! The school day ended up being much better than I though it would be, and I was glad I took the hybrid learning. Now I couldn’t wait for next week to go back to school again!