My First Friend

It is very hard moving to a new school as a child. It is extremely hard when that new school is in a different country, where people speak a different language than you do. I even had a different style than most of the kids, which I got made fun for and looked weirdly at.

My first class was a history class. Back home, we were supposed to stand up as the teacher walked into a classroom to show the teacher respect and greet them. We could not sit down before the teacher gave us permission to. In my first history class I ended up doing the exact same thing, which I figured out was not normal in this country. I noticed this girl looking at me with a sad expression on her face while everyone else was staring at me with confusion. I got really upset that I did not fit in into the new culture and left the classroom crying. When I was walking towards exiting the school, I turned around and saw that same girl running after me. She came up to me and hugged me and told me her name as well as gave me her number. After that I think she said that she had to run back to the classroom, I couldn't really understand because of the language barrier.

When I got home, I stared at the number and kept thinking if I should make a phone call to her or not. But even if I did, what would I say to her without knowing the language? I put the paper with her number and name in my drawer and left it there.

After that, I saw her at school everyday and she always smiled at me and I smiled back. Couple months later, she stopped coming to my history class. It has been a week since I last saw her. I started to get worried and when the school day ended I rushed home to my drawer to get that paper she gave me. I called the number just to find out that it was now disconnected. I got very upset that I never had the courage to come up and talk to her and thank her for her comfort.

Up until now I regret not giving her a call when she tried to help me out on my first day. I wonder what happened to her...whatever it is though, I hope she is okay.

Even today I still think of her as one of my closest friends and I really hope that one day I will see her again and thank her for everything she has done.