Being open to change
“You don’t know.”
Those are the words I used to explain everything to my parents and my friends from my old school. So many things can go wrong when you’re a boarder, miles away from home. Especially when you’re also totally new to the school.
I arrived at boarding school my sophomore year, and it seemed like everyone already had their own group of friends—or, you might even say, their own clique. The first day of school, I had no idea where to sit. Everyone sat with their friends, and it seemed like there was no room for me. I sat by myself the first day and felt like I didn’t belong.
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