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Personal Writing A Schoolyard Lesson     "Get up, require up you have coach to twenty-four hour period," my mother blurted out, as I fellout of bed. I stood up and waddled to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror Ismiled to myself I knew today was going to be average fine. My family and I hadjust moved from Guatemala, and today was to be my first day at Bel AirElementary School. I usu everyy dont get worried about these situations, sinceIve been through the routine before, besides I tend to make friends prettyeasily. Why would today be any different, I told myself.     I end brushing my teeth and splashing my face, then continued toget dressed. I threw on some Bugle Boy caches, a Polo shirt, and some Nikes.After swelled up on my hair I ran into the kitchen and snatched my lunch box offthe counter. Soon I was out the door and on to face my first day at my newschool.     After defeating the labyrinth of streets that we call our neighborhood,and meeting my first crossing guard I made my way into the school. It wasquite crowded , hardly I knew where I was headed. I proceeded up the stairs anddown the hall to room 212, where I sat down in the front row. I moody aroundand took a quick peak at the class scanning the room for someone to talk to.When I saw no opportunities I began to get a bit timid, but as soon as the bellrang I felt all right.     We went through the motions for awhile filling out radical work,introducing ourselves, all the first day stuff. I heard a few kids say theywere new to the area, of which Brian Vedder was the only boy. He wasnt much tolook at, not a soap opera star, or a great athlete, just a regular kid.Nonetheless I thought Id like to meet him and talk to him ulterior on in the day.By this time we all were becoming restless, and I definitely knew why. Everyonewas waiting for recess, the time when kids get to have fun and let it all hangout. Af ter all we didnt have class all summer, and keeping our butts in thosechairs for so long was beginning to hurt.     Lunch rolled around and we knew what that meant recess was next. Thebell rang and everyone ran outside, bursting onto the playground like a swarm oflocusts attacking crops. I saw many games going on dodgeball, soccer, jump