I feel qualified to answer this issue as a bear who has moved schools three times. Because my father is in the Air Force, our family needs to relocate every 4-5 years. Let me tell you, leaving your old pals and moving to a brand new location is both exhilarating and worrisome. I'm fairly shy, so approaching people and making new friends is difficult for me, but the outgoing kids are always eager to chat to the new kid, so it helps a lot.
When I walked into the classroom on the first day of school, practically every eye was on me. Some kids were ecstatic to meet their new classmate, while others were only interested in criticising me based on my appearance.
Being the new kid is an exciting experience in its own right. Because I was the "new kid," I was excused for a lot of blunders, and practically all of the attention was on me for at least a week, which didn't help my anxiousness at all.
As a new student, I had to gradually memorise the names of my new classmates and teachers, as well as the locations of the assembly, restrooms, staff rooms, labs, and so on.
After a few days, I was able to establish some acquaintances who shared my interests. When you start a new school, I believe you should first watch all of the pupils and carefully select your friends. It works, believe me.
My classmates were already aware that a new pupil was on the way. They had previously done their research and were astounded by my grades. One of the girls even remembered my parents' names. I was frequently praised on my voice, and one of the most frequently requested inquiries was whether I knew any curse words.
But here's a humorous story:
We had migrated to the southern area of my nation, therefore I was completely unfamiliar with the language. Despite the fact that the school was English-only, students frequently conversed in their native Language. If I joined a conversation, I often had to ask them to translate what they said in English. Anyways- so some boys in my class who were native to the place, started calling me by a some name. I thought it was a nickname but in reality, they were making fun of my name by twisting its pronounciation. My friends later told me about it and the meaning of the word, let's just say- was not so holy. I was so angered by this. I decided to confront those group of boys which led to quite a heated argument. Even the teacher had to interfere.. However, I stood firm for myself and told them exactly what I thought. I was a badass, and my crush at the moment praised me for addressing those jerks  Nobody tried to make fun of me after that, and those boys always spoke to me respectfully.

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