This is an Unassisted Personal Narrative, planned, written and typed in a 60-minute Writer’s Workshop.
Many children go to school. The schools they go to all have principals. Some day the kids will get to meet them. Most principals are nice but some are not, for example mine is the best.
It was bright outside the sun was shining, the trees were bright green. The ground was dry but clean. I woke, brushed my teeth, and ate my breakfast. It was the day I had to go see my new school.
My family and I got in my dad’s car and my dad drove us to school. I was really nervous but excited at the same time. “Mom, I’m nervous.””You will be fine.”I actually started to believe her. My brother was sitting next to me in the back seat. He was playing games on his phone I asked “can I play?””Play on your own one.” He answered. Then I remembered that I have mine. I played until we reached ACS which was my school from now on. It was really cool there were guards everywhere. The school was really big; the big gates were painted in blue.
My family and I walked in through the main gate. “I am mister Friel the assistant to your children’s new principal. I will only show you around today, I hope you will like ACS very much.” I was happy that I will join a very nice school. MR Friel took us to the music room first it was really big with chairs everywhere. On the stage was MRS Branch my new principal. She was wearing a long skirt with a white top; she was also holding a microphone. She said a couple of things about ACS. Then told us to go meet our new teachers. I finally meat my new principal.
ACS is a very big and nice school in Lebanon. It has very good teachers.