my first day

i remember going to ICA with my mom. i remember walking into berea, down the hall, the first room on the left. it was the one with purple curtains and purple bedspreads. my roommate was suzanne vanderaa. i remember she had so much more stuff than i did. it was her first day too. we were both so excited to meet each other. i remember the two of us and our moms just unpacking away. i remember being met by aunt cathy bliss and aunt aileen. another thing i remember is how good the dorm smelled, like homemade cookies or something.

i don't remember much else about the day except at night when my mom left. i remember LOTS of crying. she cried. i cried. it was so hard. i remember thinking why in the world did we decide this boarding school thing was a good idea. i remember laying in my bed that night looking up at those glow in the dark stars on the ceiling. i think suzi and i stayed up talking for a long time.

i remember the first day of school we had chapel and my mom was there again. i remember having to say goodbye to her all over again as i started the trek from the chapel up to the classrooms. what a horrible way to say goodbye to a 7th grader on their first day. i know i fought back tears all day at school. but i do remember tirza and kara being so friendly to me. i think they were the first 2 people in my class that i got to know. i was so thankful for them. and after that i was fine. thank you suzi, tirza and kara for making my first 24 hours of ICA good enough to make me want to stay for the next 6 years.