This week I started school, and it wasn't that bad! Initially, I was dreading my first week.

When I saw the big red school bus coming, I prayed for it to just hit me so I wouldn't  have to go. But unfortunately, it was only a few feet away from the curb. :( I held my breath, and tried to fight back painful tears which stung my eyes. My mom and dad kissed me goodbye as the bus pulled up to the stop. I twirled my hair on my finger, and walked through the isle, and hoped I'd see some of my old friends from last year. I sighed. I didn't know anybody. I took a seat in the back of the bus, and it slowly moved foreword. I watched my parents until they became little itty bitty specks. What if I don't know anybody? I thought to myself. As if I don't stick out enough going only 3hours a day!  Yes, you heard me, 3 hours of school. When everyone goes to lunch, I go home, so when everyone is leaving the room to go lunch, I am leaving with my backpack. Everyone stares, and points at me, but I don't know why.

The first time I stepped into my school building, I thought, Oh my god! I can't do this! You just lost it Maddy! But I knew that I had to be strong. So I walked up the stairs, knowing no one, until, I walked into room 14G (my classroom) and what a surprise! I knew just about everyone there! My friends greeted me with joy, and I told them all about the bus, and not seeing them, and how I had wanted to get hit by it! And they said how they had felt the exact same way with their busses! They had said they were taking the bus, just not which bus! Who knew?  My day didn't go as bad as I thought it would!

Since I only have a half day everyday, I sometime go to lunch in Nice, with my friend Sabine. (See her goofy face below?) 

By the 3rd day of school, the homework started to rise up like a witch's brew about to overflow. And with that overflowing brew, my schedule began to change. On fridays, instead of Art, Math, and English, I now have Spanish, Math, and French, and on Mondays, instead of Math, Technology, and English, I now have French, English, French! Most of the people in France worry about learning English, but I'm worrying about French and Spanish! Schedule changes and internet blackouts are typical French obstacles.....But life must go on!

The bottom line is that I made it through the first week and now I feel as if I can conquer all things...at least as far as I know!

Me and my dog at the "local castle" behind my house!
I finally got some time off of school to hike up into the mountains!