Journal About School

My earliest memory of school is when i was in pre-k. We always went outside to ride bikes, which was my favorite thing to do. All the bikes looked alike but i always wanted the one with the cool seat. My strongest image is when I was in 8th grade. My teacher wanted me to go to the honors class but i refused because i felt like the work was good for me. I felt as if i moved classes i would lose my friends because they probably would of thought i was better then them. As of now i feel like there is no purpose to school because i don't feel like i'm learning anything really.