I loved school!! School days are one of the best periods of
life when one does not have any tension of salary, expenses and blah, blah of
adult life. It's simple: go to school, play, study and then play again. Oh yes,
no one forgets their teachers, their scolding and exams. But then you get so
many friends for whole life. And these friends were not chosen on basis of
status, class or any other social criteria but on pure innocence of kids and
may be destiny. Most of us think during childhood that once we will be out of
school, we'll be so happy, but it’s the other way round. It's only later that
we realize the value of those innocent years.
When I was talking to my colleagues this afternoon, everyone
has their own special memories and it’s been many years from now and they are
still cherished in a special way. School days are really awesome!! I feel, at any
age, school memories will be there, hidden in a corner of our mind! I have
noticed the happy faces of my colleagues and friends when they talk about their
school days...their whole faces lighten up and voices raise!!!
School was the first place where I made friends. We shared many moments together and at the age of 15 we all moved in our own ways.Even as many of us have gone our own way, those friendships at school were my first and will never be forgotten. As I think back to those who have helped shape us, it has to be our parents and
teachers who probably have the biggest influence in shaping my character.
I didn't study in the same school throughout...did my primary
school in Bharathi Vidya Nilayam and my high school at National Public school. My
primary school is a bit of religious type where we used to have our morning and
evening prayers everyday and they used to be very long which lasted for an hour
or so. We had prayers in a huge hall, special prayers in a small temple inside
the school where Krishna Jayanthi, Ganesh Chaturti etc. were celebrated with
special songs (I was always there in the music team!).and may be this is the
place where I learnt about spirituality.
And my high school is
entirely different from my primary one, we knew nothing except studies. We didn’t
even had a play ground .We never had a music class, a PT period or a craft
period L .The
class rooms were quite big. I remember the class strength as 33 - 35 (I can
imagine the classroom board - date, the strength and no. of pupil present were
written on the top right side corner!). I was an above average student every time.
But used to be in the good books of teachers. One day or the other we used to
have a surprise slip tests, surprise inspections, etc...And punishments for
coming late, for being absent, for not putting up the books properly, for not
securing good marks and what not!! J
These all seems funny when I recollect now. Suddenly, memories came alive.
Despite my minor irritation I was reminded of how much I
loved my back-to-school shopping experiences. On the final day of classes, I
loved receiving the school supply list for the next grade. But being young at
home, I never had a chance of getting new text books. L. I used to get those from my
sister and cousins.
At the end of the summer, I looked forward to my mom taking
me to the store. I would eagerly look at the school supply list and think about
what my mom would buy me. Each year, I had an idea of what backpack I wanted
and what type of pencil case I wanted to use throughout the year. Despite my
less-than-satisfactory artistic abilities, I would always have my mom buy
me a box of crayons J.
From my school days to engineering, my excitement for school and school supply
shopping has never waned. JJ
Well, I think I should conclude this part of my school story
with this. I hope that when I have children they’ll love school that much and
more.:):):) Phew!!
