Personal
Narrative
I met Kamal at the Issaquah pool. We
didn’t know each other then, but we started hitting a pool ball in the pool
together after my mom introduced me with him. We were at the pool for about an
hour and all we did was pass a ball to each other but it was fun. Kamal also
rode the same bus as me and was in the same class. We became good friends since
we met each other at the pool. I have only known Kamal for two months but we
have played together at recess every day. We don’t share that many things in
common but we are still good friends. Kamal’s personality is pretty much just
getting in trouble but he isn’t too bad. I can’t say much more about him
because I don’t know him well.
How I Met a Friend
By Maddie
By Maddie
The time I met
Domfo was a very weird time. We were sitting down on the uncomfortable, tacky,
tile floor in Mrs. Zyanya’s class, “reading.” Then we had this idea we could
sell lemonade and $1 trinkets with an old lemonade stand in my basement. We
thought we could sell pencils, keychains, and other random stuff. Then I said,
“But we will sell them used pencils to rip them off!” Then, Domfo thought we
could use the erasers until they were gone! We both seemed quite enthusiastic
about all of this. Not that we are is mean, it was just funny at the time. So
basically, our very weird dreams of selling things, and ripping people off with
used pencils, made us the best of friends!
How I met Reegan
By Faith
I was 7 or 8 when it
all began, I met Reegan at a gymnastics class we both took. At that time, I
knew a girl named Madelen because she also was at the same piano place I went
to. Madelen was best friends with Reegan and probably told her about me. I was
super shy at that time so Reegan was probably the one who talked first.
I thought that she was super nice and
friendly, and would be my friend at gymnastics. But then, in 3rd
grade, when I was new to IVE I thought I wouldn’t know anyone that went here. Then,
I see Reegan standing there in line!
I was super excited for a great year, we were
standing in Mrs. Keltner’s line, happy and excited. That year was really fun in
Mrs. Keltner’s class, especially pioneer month and I was really disappointed
that she retired. But I couldn’t wait for 4th grade! All summer long,
I was waiting to see if Reegan was in my class. I couldn’t wait to go back to
school! In 4th grade, when I went to meet the teacher day, right
when I walk in to Mrs. Moffett’s class I see Reegan! I was super happy when she
was in the same class as me again for my second year here.
Inspired by Elliot’s “How I met Dane” story:
I thought Reegan’s hair was the best it was sometimes really curly when she was
in the rain but her hair was sometimes straight. Her hair was umbrae, which
meant it started a dark brown and gradually became lighter to a brown-ish
blonde-ish. But in 4th grade, she chopped her hair off to her neck.
4th grade was a crazy, fun, and
awesome adventure and it was so sad that Mrs. Moffett had to leave after her 10
years of being here, but I was honored to be in her last class here (I could
tell it we were her favorite group of students here). One of my favorite
memories was Reegan and I dressing exactly the same on Twin Day, she even got a
wig to match me. Now in 5th grade or this year, I was SUPER LATE to
meet the teacher day and so I was the last person which was fine. I looked
around hoping that there was a class list somewhere because there were no
nametags on the desks yet and I found one! I scrolled down the list searching
for Reegan Frampton and I found her! Along with Liv, Abby, Skylar, Maddie, and
Romy!
This year has been amazing and I had an
unforgettable 3 years at IVE. I can’t wait for Middle School next year at IMS and
all the memories that we all are going to make!
I love it!
Can’t wait for next year! -Adeline
The day I met Elliot: A memoir
By ragavan
On a boiling mid-summer evening, I saw a
group of two kids and one teenager picking sumptuous, blood red berries, and
one lad looked around my age, another boy looked like a year or two younger
than I did, and the final teenager looked like a scrawny, 16 year old. Since I
was new here, I had no kids I knew here, or friends. I was zealous for new
pals. All of this I was thinking while I was peering out of the window, in my
house.
Therefore, I walked, ran, bolted at the speed of light and asked them,
“Who are you guys?” The skinny teenager replied, “I am Charlie. To my left is
(I forgot the kid’s name), and to my right is Elliot. We are just picking
berries. What is your name?”. “ My name is Ragavan, but you can call me Raggs.” Elliot asked me, “Are you attending IVE? Are
you also going to 5th grade? If you are, we might be in the same
class!” “Yeah! I am attending IVE and I am attending 5th grade. Do
you lads play any sports like football, baseball, basketball, or soccer? Soccer
is my favorite sport!” I said,
excitedly. “Around here, we play football the most.” Charlie and Elliot said in
unison. “I play football, too. I played flag football when I was seven. I suck
at quarterback, though; I play Wide Receiver.” I said to them. “We can even
play football right now! Follow us!” Charlie cried. So how you get there is,
you turn right to Boulder way drive, go down the hill, keep going straight,
until you see a grass area with a curl-up bench near it, and you have arrived
at the park. When I was going down the hill, I spotted two kids also playing
catch with a neon-green football. They spotted me. One of them asked me, “Hi
there. Who are you? You look new here. What is your name?” I replied, “My name
is Ragavan, but you can call me Raggs, for short.”
I made two more friends. One was a kid going to the 3rd grade, his name
was Alejandro but his nickname was Alex. The other lad was a kid going to 7th
grade, named Aditya. They also knew who Charlie and Elliot were. So, we were
going to play football with them, also. After Charlie and Elliot reached the
park, we started the game (aka quarrel!). I was a good wide receiver, Elliot
was a, speedy wide receiver, Charlie was the best quarterback of all-time (also
all-time offense), and Alex was the juker, and the 2nd fastest,
Aditya was the best wide receiver of all of us, because he was 12 and a ½ and
the 2nd tallest (Charlie was taller, but he always was QB, and we
dare ask him to play another position because he was the best QB of all-time!).
The game ended 42-35. I won my first game.
After the game was over, I returned home. I wonder why I met one of my
best friends when he was picking simple
berries. In addition, after that, I met two more kids, Aditya and Alex. So,
kind of cause-and-effect, don’t you think? This is my memoir.
When I met Dane
By Ragavan
I was feeling so nervous, I felt like I was having a fever, my temp at 105
degrees. It was the first day of school. I
arrived at 9:07 am. School starts at 9:10. I was early. Just when I had
thoughts like this, a teacher popped out of his classroom. I think it was Mr.
Arthur, the teacher next door to us. He asked me, “What is your name?” I
replied, “My name is Ragavan”. “Nice to meet you. My name is Mr. Arthur. You
are a couple minutes early. School starts at 9:10”. “I know. I am new here.
Just wanted to get here a bit early. You get what I mean?” I said. “Yes.
Totally.” He pointed backwards of where I was. “We line up by our classrooms.
That is where you come after you get off the bus or car drop-off/pickup” the
teacher said. “Oh okay.” I stuttered.
When everybody lined up where they were supposed to, I saw my friend,
Elliot, the 10-year old I met during the boiling days of summer break. He was
talking to another boy in my class. Maybe it was one of his friends. Elliot saw
me. He said, “This is my friend, Dane. Ragavan (Raggs) meet Dane. Dane meet
Raggs”. “Hi! My name is Dane.” Dane said. “Hello! My name is Ragavan, but you
can call me Raggs.” I said to Dane.
After a while, Dane was also one my best friends. In fact, you could say
he was my best-best friend. We had a lot of things alike. For example, shoes
(we both have size 6.5), sports, and a lot of other things. Now that I think
about it, I wonder why he was the one to meet me. Why not another person? Why
not a dude who was bald and 7 years old? Why
not?
THE END.
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