AM Book #1: Edward Harrison 0.5

New student, new friend

My friends and I came back to school on Tuesday. Monday was Labor Day, a day off for all school and work. My friends had a fun weekend with me on the cruise. I am in construction class in my second period.  The class period students are mostly boys, including me. It's a mixture of students mostly freshmen but I'm the only eighteen years old senior student in the class. But there are only three freshman girls.

The first we start the class is writing our daily journal. our daily journey asked us what is my holiday, my favorite holiday is Christmas and Thanksgiving because they are the most memorable holiday that I love to celebrate with my family and have an enjoyable moment. of course, everybody loves Christmas and Thanksgiving because of the delicious feast and gifts but gathering with all our family and friends. And it's the greatest and the most memorable to share our hearts together. 

At that moment, a new student came in. a Hispanic 17 years old boy. He just came into his junior year of high school. My construction teacher gets up from his desk, he was talking about student attendance on his laptop computer. After he gets up, he walls across the front of the class, front of the large, wide whiteboard wall. He stood in the middle. The new student stands beside my construction teacher. He turns his face, looking at us.

"Class, we have a new student," said my construction teacher, announcing the class.

The construction class students look at him and gave him attention. My construction teacher took a look at him and gave him a smile. He clapped his hands.

" Alright,  kid. Go ahead and introduce yourself," said the construction teacher, with a warm smile.
" Hi everyone, I am happy to be here," said the new student, " my name is Vincent Martin, I recently moved here from New York City."
" Wow, You're from New York City," I said, I felt interested and impressed.
" yep," said Vincent " it is the largest city in the united states,"

I have never met someone who was from new york city. I have never been there before. I was always wanted to go there for a visit. But for some reason, I didn't get a chance and desired to visit. In the meantime, as I stay around in my hometown of Vallejo,  I usually like to search and enjoy cities like New York City, Paris, London, or any other places that I haven't been to on Google Maps. I mean, the difference is that Google Maps made me see what is there to see and what is like, but going there in person, makes me feel what is like. it could be best to see and view it screen before going to visit 

" wow, it sure is a popular city I would l wish to visit," I said "Why do you move here, is there..."
" No, there's nothing wrong there, just my parents made a decision to move here. It's hard to explain." Said, Vincent
"It's okay,"  I said
"Alright Vincent, take a seat." Said The construction teacher.

Vincent goes to take a seat by me. My teacher began the class and assign us to build wooden birdhouses. We will work as a group. Vincent began to work with me. We gather the tools, so we can use them. We use a handsaw, a square, measuring tape, and a pencil.

I don't understand why a square tool is called a square if it's shaped like a triangle. Well, the main reason is that the triangle is at a right angle at 90° degrees. And the corner is perfectly stance in the square. the best tool to use for measuring out a straight line or angle of 45° degrees after marking a mark with a measuring tape.

Vincent and I began to work. I measured out a 3/4 thick wood. It's 6 inches wide, so I marked 6 inches of length for the base. Vincent places a square and marks a line to cut.

" So, what grade are you," I asked
" A junior" Vincent answered " And  you

" A senior," I said 

" Cool," said Vicent in a calm voice