It’s Friday and I’m so exited to tell you about my first week in USA. When my mother drew me to school Monday, I was so nervous. What if they didn’t like me and just ignored me? They didn’t. I arrived 8.00 because a had to check in with the office. I asked a girl if she knew where the office where a she would gladly show me it, her name was Emily. They where all nice to me talked to me, walked with me, and asked me so many things about Denmark.
Their school is so different from ours, they have lockers. The girls have a red locker and the boys have a blue locker. Their floors are black and white, and the wall’s is yellow. Their have also school uniforms, the girls have skirts and the boys have trousers. I was wary surprised over the school system.
In Denmark we have our own class, where we come everyday, and the different teacher come to that class to teach. But not here. The pupils come to the teachers’ class, and it’s so confusing.
As in every school they also have a “queen” and she was very snobbish.
Had some challenging clothes on, and all the boys where after her.
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