Prom's Journey: Firsts
13 Sep 2017 | 159 View
Chapter 3: Firsts
It took me just one week to get over my feeling of homesickness and missing my family. One big factor was that I needed to go to school. For someone who had never moved anywhere since first grade, this was a huge step for me.
April 15 was the day. I woke up and prepared for my first school day, but something was not right. Aunt Kathleen told me that I needed to carpool with another student to school. To tell the truth, I was frightened. Nonetheless, I thought to myself that I had to be strong and I walked down to his car. And there he was, a really talkative guy with his younger brother. His name was Nick, Nicholas Given, and his brother was Alex, Alexander Given.
For strangers, they were really nice and friendly. Thanks to them, I was relaxed in a second. After a twenty minutes ride, at last, we arrived at the school. The name of the school was Aquinas, which was new to me. Nick dropped me off and went off to drop Alex at another school. I did not know what to do then except to walk and go inside the school.
It was quite early so I did not see anybody there. I followed Nick's instruction and went to the registration room. That was the first time I saw Preston. Preston was assigned to be my "shadow." Shadowing is when you follow people around the school and class to get used to the school. So the teacher nicely introduced me to Preston since I was not that good in English. He then shook my hand and led me to the classroom.
When we walked in, the class went silent. Everybody was looking at me. What should I do? I introduced myself to everyone. “My...name...is...Prom!” At that moment everyone seemed excited and said “Hi” to me. It was that moment that I felt like I have thrown away mountains from my chest. They asked me a bunch of questions. Unluckily, I did not understand them very well, so I gave some irrelevant answers. But that was since I think they did not expect me to say anything in the first place, so that's a plus for me. I shadowed Preston and followed the same procedure in every class. And as usual, people followed me and tried to talk to me. For a first day, I considered this as a success. When I went back home, I was so happy and was ready for tomorrow.
The next day, I woke up and went to school like normal. However, one thing shocked me. I did not get any attention like the first day. No one looked at me. They just walked past me and pretended like I was nobody. I did not know what to say. I was quite sad . The only conversation I had that day is when Preston asked me how was I. It was harsh.
That day after I went back home, I cried since I thought that no one was going to talk to me anymore. Uncle John who saw me crying, instantly came to me and asked what had happened. I told him everything. His response was shockingly helpful. He said “Lets go play golf”. I was surprised with that answer and curious about golf since I had never played it before. So, I stopped crying and dressed for golf.
That evening, Uncle John taught me how to golf. Because it was my first time, just like everybody else, I only got the ground when I try to hit the ball. Nevertheless, it made me forget the bad memories and allowed me to sleep through until the next day, which was my first weekend as an Aquinas student.