I had just finished fourth grade. I was ten years old. And I was moving.
I had been at the same school since kindergarten: five years. Five years was a whole half of my life! Now, I had to start over in a town that I had never heard of. I had lived in the city my entire life, and this new town was definitely not urban. There were woods in our backyard.
Moving also meant that I had to leave my friends, the people I had grown up with. Now, I don’t make new friends easily. I am a quiet person. So, this revelation that I would be alone was quite tragic.
We moved in the summer, after school let out. Down the street lived two other girls my age – perhaps I could make a friend there! Unfortunately, they had grown up together, so I found it hard to break in to their bond. On top of that, we had nothing in common.
Eventually school started, and I was still my quiet self. I didn’t make friends. Luckily for me, we had assigned seats at lunch, so I started to talk a bit to Kelsey, a girl at my table. She and her friends were all nice and a little weird, so I fit in well. If you’re a non-social person like me, it’s always safe to hang out with the other non-social people. We had a lot of fun at recess playing with beanie babies.
So, eventually I made friends. Making friends takes time. You have to get to know people a bit, to make sure that you actually like them before you start hanging out with them. It may sound obvious, but if two people don’t like each other, they’re not going to have fun together!
It may sound like that’s the end of they happy story, and me and my new friends walked off into the sunset and the rest of our lives. However, that would not be true.
I had just finished eighth grade. I was thirteen. And I was moving.
This time, the move was familiar: back to the city from whence we had come! This time the move was joyous. Sure, I would miss my new friends, but honestly, a small town was just not the place for me. We had grown apart in middle school, unfortunately, and I was beginning to dislike our moving out of the city in the first place.
This second move came right before high school. In high school, everyone is new, because admission is from all over the city, so there are 100 people in one school coming from fifty different middle schools. I was going to attend the Science Leadership Academy. I walked into the new student orientation, and sitting right there in the second row is my best friend from elementary school.
We now attend the same school, and it’s almost like I never left. We’re BFFL: Best friend for life ☺
“Make new friends,
and keep the old.
One is silver
And the other’s gold.”