It's hard to remember my freshman in high school. Probably because it was a long time ago. It was a different experience because I was in Catholic School through 8th grade and then started public school my freshman year. Much like my daugther is. It's a pretty big change going from a class of 25 to a class of 350. There are a lot more bodies in the halls.
Another big difference is the lockers have combination locks on them. That was a little hard at first but after a few days it was not a problem. I actually took her back to school and showed her how to open the locker.
One nice difference was I didn't have to wear certain clothes. I could wear jeans and t-shirts.
Which I think my daughter is enjoying. However, as a parent I like the uniform clothes better.
Which I think my daughter is enjoying. However, as a parent I like the uniform clothes better.
I did give my daughter a little advice before starting school and it was, it doesn't matter the clothes you wear, the cell you have, the car you drive. None of that really matters. What matters is how you treat other people. You treat them how you want to be treated. If you do that you should be ok.
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