When I was 10 years old I arrived at this school from San Isidoro's School. I was going down the street with my mother and my sister. It was so early and I felt very tired because that night I could't sleep. I was too nervous; rarely you aren't when you don't know anybody. As I cross the playground my future teacher picked me up to the class, I felt surprised because he called me by my name and we didn't met yet. The playground was empty; I was late.
I was entering by the door with the new teacher called Manuel. When I saw everyone I got stressed but I watched somebody I knew. He helped me a lot.
While I was sitting I met everybody at class. Everyone was nice to me. That class was too small and hot.
Next day when I was still converting to the class that teacher gave us a lot of homework. I was into other habits and it was difficult to get that academical level.
Since then I've been meeting many people in this school.
I am pleasent with that class because now I've got a lot of friends but if I would failed Iwouldn't.
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