I will never forget the first day I went to the primary school. For me , it was full of tears.
On the first day , I walked to school with my mother .when I walked into the classroom , I saw many faces that I had never seen before . what is the worse ,all of them were staring at me and screamed with laughter just because I was the most small girl in the class. Their laughter made me feel terrible, and at the moment , I was close to tears . with tearful eyes, I turned to my mother for help who was standing at the door . however , when I saw my mother fix her eyes on me with hope, I bite my lips tightly and walked toward my seat.
“everything will be all right” I told myself. But ,the god seemed to joke on me. During the last class, I needed to pee, but even worse, I did not know how to do it. Because in my family , I was told that it was impolite to interfere when someone was talking. So I did not dare to ask the teacher for help. Only thing could I do was to bear.
Until now , I still remember the awkward situation . at that time, a pink flush spread over my check and desperately , I fought back the tears.