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Journal Entry 1-

Leaving Hazel in December…knowing I would never return to that school!!!

By Sara Wolkon, former student of 7E 

          I was really scared when my parents told me I was going to move. To be honest, I didn't know what to think...and I was really anxious too. I started crying right away, because I knew it was going to be hard. I really didn't want to leave my friends, cause I'm really close with them all, and I knew it would be hard to let them all go, and make new ones. Plus the fact that I was moving to Seattle...well that makes it a lot harder because I can’t just come and visit anytime I want now.

          When the move started getting closer, I really didn't notice, it still just felt like a dream...or rather, a nightmare. I just felt like I’d wake up screaming, or somebody would jump out, and start laughing as if it were a joke, but they didn't. It sound strange, but I honestly just forgot. It felt like I was moving, but in like a year or something, not a month, or a week, or now...4 days, and I still don’t feel like I'm moving in 4 days. I mean, I do know that I'm moving, it just feels like it'll be in another 3 months...and I wish it was.

          Well, initially, we were supposed to move last summer, so I told all of my friends. At that time I guess I just kind of blurted it out to everyone... their reaction was...interesting enough...most of them were just really shocked, and they were all saying the same thing, which is what they’re saying now..." you CAN’T go!!!!!" But then, my dad postponed it, so that me and my little brother could get our green cards. When I told all my friends that, they were really happy. But now, it's back to the way it was before...everyone keeps telling me not to leave.

          I was really excited for the Christmas dance, but at the same time I wasn't because I knew that after the dance, I'd never see most of my friends again, so I just told myself to enjoy the dance, and mope around at home. The good byes were nice, but I just really hate goodbyes. I'd rather have not had to say good-bye to anyone, I was really fighting back tears when I said goodbye to everyone, but I managed not to start crying...until I got into the car, then, I just let everything out, and I just burst into tears. I'm not someone who cries a lot, so when I start crying, there's always a good reason, and everyone saying goodbye was a good reason to cry, don’t you think?

          Well right off the bat, when this move is done, and I’m living in my new house in Seattle and going to my new school, I want really nice friends. I don’t want to be alone in my new school. I don’t want as many friends as I had here, I just want a couple of good friends, and I know they wont be as good as the friends I have now, but maybe they’ll come close? *fingers crossed*

          I don’t really want much more...EXCEPT TO COME BACK EH? hehe, EVERYBODY...I'M COMING BACK IN 1-2 YEARS OK? AND I'M CUMIN BACK FOR 3 WEEKS IN THE SUMMER, SO I'LL SEE YOU ALL THEN!!!!!!!! bibi, I'll miss you all!!!!!!!

          But I will keep you informed through this ‘journal’ as to how life is going and hopefully this will help other kids know what it’s like to uproot and move in the middle of the school year. I’ll talk to you next time when I’m in Seattle and let you know how it’s going. And, I promise, I’ll read the Quest to find out how all of you are doing back here in Mississauga.

LOVE: SARA WOLKON...former, and now HONORARY member of 7E...