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1 GCMS News The Best Day Of My Life Best Day of My Life Essays By: Grover Cleveland Seventh Graders Table Of My Best Day Contents by Ricky Caamano “Rick wake up, we need to go” my dad said, “today is a big day.” Best Day Ever Essays— As I slowly opened my eyes the clock said 3:00 AM. The pages 1-7 Jenkins were waiting in their car outside in the driveway. I finally realized that it was time to head down to Trenton for the NJ Wres- World Zombination Re- tling State Championships. I woke up and was in the car at 3:10 for view—Pages 7-9 the ride down. When I woke up again, it was 5 AM, and the car was outside a huge arena. I put my shoes on once we got inside the several thousand seat arena and warmed up. My first match was around 9:30. As I walked on the mat I looked up at everyone watching, and I knew I had to win the first match. I ended up winning 6-2. I had a huge break until my next match because it didn't start until 11:00. It was the quarterfinal bout. I was up 1-0 in the third period with about ten seconds left in the match. All I had to do was wrestle smart! Suddenly, the kid shot in and lifted me up and took me down. He earned a last minute win 2-1. I was furious, but I still had a chance to take third place. My first wrestleback was at 1:00 and I won it 1-0. Then, I wrestled again gaining a 3-0 win. My next match was at 5:00. This would determine if I would win third place. I wrestled so hard and earned an 11-0 victory! I was ecstatic. I then watched my friends’ matches and cheered them on. The day ended with me taking the podium to receive the third place medal. That was the day I earned the third place ranking for the state of New Jersey in my weight class. It meant a lot to me. I always wanted to be one of the best wrestlers in NJ. It has always been my goal to be ranked. This year, I pushed up a class and hopefully I will reach my goal to be ranked num- ber 1 in New Jersey. 2 My Best Day by Mellany Ciullo-Vega Sometimes, one does not appreciate the little things in life. All that is needed are parents, food and shelter, right? I have all of these things, except that I hardly saw my father growing up. Everyday, I would think to myself if I would ever see him again and if so, when? I was four when my parents broke up. Four years later I hadn’t seen my father since he had moved back to his home country, Chile. Yes, I missed him, but I did not re- ally mind the absence or so I thought. In the middle of Second Grade at Jefferson School, my mother came to my siblings and me with a proposition. We were going to move to Chile for a couple of months to see if my parents could fix their relationship. So we did! I saw my father for the first time in four years. I have never felt so happy and appreciated. I had him back in my life again. That was until things did not work out between my parents. One and a half years later, I was back in the US. It was time to start Fourth Grade at Jefferson School. I am glad I was put through so much, and I am glad I was able to see my father again even though the story ended in heartbreak. It was this experience that has taught me that not all broken pieces are meant to be glued back together. Never Really Apart by Mai Chiaet It is true that the closest of friends can still have a relationship even when they are apart? Miabeth has been my friend since day one. We were born in the same hospital and did not have a week we were apart, until the move. We were around the age of 9, and her mother decided to move to Florida. We only had one month together until we could only hear each others voices on the phone. The last week she had lived in New Jersey, we were at the temple with all of our clos- est friends; we all hugged and looked at her for the last time. It had changed so much from then on. Of course she visited New Jersey in the summertime, but it was never the same. I had not realized what kind of person I had turned into without her. In the month of November of 2014, my friends Sam and Merlyn as well as their moms took me to Florida. It was my first time in the southern part of the country. My par- ents couldn’t go because plane tickets do not come cheap, but my friend’s parents took care of me. When we arrived in Florida it was 11:00 at night. We had not gone to sleep until 3 around one in the morning. Aside from the traveltime, I had finally seen my long lost friend. We had a blast because our other close friend, Shachar came with his mother too. Though most of us were all united for a weekend, it felt like it had been years. On our last day in Florida, Miabeth had her Bat Mitz- vah, then her party! I presented my speech about her, and that is one of my fa- vorite memories. Being together with my best friends all at the same time has had such an impact on me. I felt like I did not need to stress on homework, school, or anything. I just had a fun time and I, for once, didn’t care about important things. This experience has taught me, that it is okay to have a good time with close friends. Hanging out with Miabeth and my friends is one of my favorite memories because it is such a simple experience, yet it counts the most with the ones I love. So to answer the question in the beginning, though we are not together when we see each other, it seems we have never been apart. Thump by Mackenzie Courtright My best day was when...The best day was...When I. That’s how most day essays start. For me, that’s too easy. I prefer strange starts like “meow” that perfectly start a sto- ry. My best day was several years ago, and started one morning two weeks before Christ- mas with a brown box and a thump. It was a weekend I believe, and Dad had left early in the morning to go to work, or so we thought. He returned around 8:00, which no one questioned either. What we, me and my siblings, questioned was the large brown box he was carrying. As he walked, we heard a thump come from the box. Then, Dad placed it down in front of us. A second later, a black furry streak landed on me and then hid under the couch. It was a cat, named Max! This day was special because it was entirely unplanned. I also chose it because a week later, Mia, Max’s sister, was living in our house as well. That day, the day we got Max, was special because it was the start of a long story with many good days and special memories. A long story that I like to think starts with “meow”. 4 My Best Day by Kylie LaBianca Have you ever listened to a song played on the guitar and thought, “I want to learn how to play that”? I know I have. I have loved music in general for years, and the best day of my life was when I was given my acoustic guitar! The morning sky was a bright vivid blue, despite the brightness of the sun. Everyone was already awake at 8:00. Christmas Days are always special in so many ways, but this one was unique to me. The tree lights were shining, standing out. My family was gathering by the tree passing around presents. Thank-yous were said and hugs were given out. A day like this simply can’t be ruined. Of course, it can only last for so long. However, just as I thought it was over, my parents appeared holding a large triangular shaped box. I thought “What could be in a large triangular box?” My question was soon answered when I opened the box. “A guitar!” I exclaimed. It had smooth light wood with strings that played beautifully when I played them. I couldn’t wait to learn how to play! After that day, I have been learning hundreds of songs. Any song can sound nice when played on a guitar. Today, I am still learning how to play, but it is so much fun. Get- ting my acoustic guitar is an important step in my musical career and definitely was the best day I have had. The Memorable Day by James Stevens An old saying goes, “Time flies when you’re having fun.” With wind whipping in your face and snow falling gently in your goggles as you shred down a mountain, time soars.