By: Keyanna Phipps

         Morose. Overwhelmed. Vacant. Emotional. The change form city girl to country, is something I didn’t like one bit. A noisome odor cow “crap”, was what I was told I have to live with now. Wanting to go home, back to easy transportation, no tax, family, and more adventure “I just want to go back home”.

         Starting a new beginning means the start of a new school. My first day at Greenwood ,the principal escorted me to a FOURTH GRADE classroom, I immediately say Im in FIFTH GRADE. Going home that day question am I not educated enough to move on to the level when I did so well in my last school, “How was your first day of school?”, is the question you are asked every year. Mom the put me in FOURTH GRADE again she ask why not understanding herself, so she tells me she will talk to the principal to figure it out.

       Two weeks later I enter a new classroom with some new faces. Welcoming, questioning faces. I am officially in FIFTH GRADE! This is where the change has began and a new beginning started! Ask me if I want to go home now? I might just say NO.