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My firsy day in school
My First Day at School:

A school is place of learning for a child. It is a training ground for him. Here every child forms new associates, comes in contact with boys & girls of different temperaments and forms new ideas and habits. It is here that she prepares herself for the stage of life. So the right type of educational school is for great importance for her.

I was enrolled in AVM Matriculation Higher Secondary school at the age of four. The memory of my first day in school is still fresh in my mind. It was a very popular and big school with many rooms. There were a lot of teachers including the physical instructor. The Principal’s office was separate. The school had a compound with big trees, lush green lawns and flowers bedded.

My father took me to the Correspondent’s office and got me admitted in the school. The Correspondent Ma’am gave me a toffee and wished me good luck. I thanked her and came out. I saw a number of new boys and girls waiting in the corridor. They were all like me in the school for the first time. I was then taken to a classroom.

My class teacher was very gentle. She encouraged me and treated me kindly. I felt a bit nervous in the new environment. The girls and boys looked at me with wonder and smiled. I had with me Tamil primer and got my first lesson in alphabets. The bell for interval rang. The girls and boys rushed out of the classrooms. Some of them gathered round me. They laughed at me and made fun of me. A few sympathized with me and befriended me. I had a novel experience.

The last bell went at twelve noon. All the girls and boys felt very happy. I also took my bag and hurried out to see my father.

I saw my father standing outside with chocolate ice-cream my favourite and then I happily reached my home and shared my first day experience with my parents.

So this was my first day school and I am very pleased in recalling that day.

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