Twain+Memo

 __**Twain:My Memories**__ By Kyle   Twain has become more than a school to me. It's become a part of my mind,heart and self. The memories from this school have brought me to who I am today. In these six years at Twain, I've met awesome people that I have many memories with. All the things I remember are things that make me feel like I've lived my elementary lifestyle to the fullest.   I remember fourth grade with some of the best people I had ever met. For example, I remember the day a new student named Joey came to Mrs. Mckone's class. He was probably my best friend in the whole class. Joey and I always had each others backs. I remember on field day when we had to balance a rubber chicken (or something or other.) We didn't do very well on it, but since we were great buddies and didn't blame it on each other. Instead, we just laughed about it and had the great time. I will always remember this since I had never had so much fun with only a friend and a rubber chicken. I always kept this in my mind as a memory to make me feel happy.   Another thing I remember from Twain was when I was in second grade and the whole class got to sing The Star-Spangled Banner at the Rockies game. I had felt so worried about not being able to sing it or locking my knees and passing out. I guess Mrs. Escue saw the look on my face and said, “You'll do great.” I would always remember that she said that to me and that's what inspired me to do my best everyday all the time. It might not sound like much said, but for a second grader, it will always be memorized in the heart.   The last important thing that I remember is in third grade when I had my first steps into a GT classroom. I felt a bit intimidated. I was hoping that I wouldn't get kicked out for getting a math problem wrong or not knowing what the square root of nine-thousand thirty-two. I had to think of what I heard last year from Mrs. Escue and I realized that all I have to do is try my best at it and if I fail, it's not the end of the world. In fact, it just means I just get to see more of my friends from homeroom. I knew in myself that if I put in effort in, I could accomplish anything. With this belief I stepped into the classroom and the warm,cheerful face of Mrs. Arzberger. Right at that exact moment I had a feeling that I wouldn't get kicked out or have to know any complex square roots. Instead, I remembered that moment and it became part of myself. To not just try, but do.  In conclusion, Twain will always live within my mind, heart and self. In all, I feel ready for middle school, but not ready to leave Twain behind.