My last year at Holy Cross was very memorable. When I move on I will definitely miss my friends. Some of them I have known for ten years. This year has been filled with lots of great memories. There was definitely some nostalgia on the first day of school. There were lots of pictures taken around the school with friends and the whole class. It felt quite strange to be the oldest kids in the school. One of my favorite parts about being an eighth grader was getting a little buddy. I share a little buddy; she is in kindergarten and is very cute. During recess every day, I go down to kindergarten to visit her. I eat lunch with her and play jump rope with her.
I have basically spent my entire life at Holy Cross. One of my friends taught me how to tie my shoes. The field trips this year were really fun. My favorite one was visiting the Exploratorium in San Francisco; it was a really fun science museum. They even had a toilet water fountain. My favorite part was the tactile dome. The tactile dome is this path way in a dome, but it is pitch black. In the tactile dome you have to crawl through tunnels, slide down slides, and climb up rope ladders. We went through in groups of four or five and it was really funny to see, well hear, everyone’s reactions. In the tactile dome there is a speaker so that the operator can hear if anyone needs help, but everyone sitting the lobby could hear it too. Some people were screaming some were hyperventilating, and some were trying to scare other people. I went through with one of my friends is claustrophobic and scared of the dark (not a good combination for the tactile dome). She was so freaked out that she grabbed my ankle while I was trying to climb the rope ladder, making it really hard to climb. In the tactile dome there are objects along the wall, but also the walls are made of different materials. I ran straight into a tin wall, it really hurt.
I have my friends to thank for getting me into the Hunger Games. She told me they were really good and then loaned me the books, now I am obsessed (Team Peeta). Eighth grade has so many good memories, I will definitely miss Holy Cross.
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