Memorable Day of My Life: My First Day at School
Memorable day of my life
Life is full of various Events and experiences. But all of these are not equally important, enjoyable and memorable. There are some memorable days and they remain evergreen in my heart. My first day at school is such a day.
It was the month of August, 2004. I was then only five years old. My father told that I should be admitted into a school in class one the next day. I felt very excited. I could not think of anything else. I was always thinking about the school and the teachers. I could not even sleep well that night. The next morning my mother woke me early in the morning. She washed me very well, combed my hair and dressed in new clothes. Then I had breakfast and started for the school with my father. He took me to the Habib Public School.
It took us half an hour to reach the school. When I stepped inside the school with my father I was little bit afraid. I saw many students on the school campus. Some were playing , some were talking to each other. Realizing me in a new environment my heart began to beat.
Then my Father admitted me in class one. She welcomed me and took me to the class and gave me a seat. All the students in the class were staring at me. I felt a bit nervous once again to see the new faces. But soon I became very easy.
Life is full of various Events and experiences. But all of these are not equally important, enjoyable and memorable. There are some memorable days and they remain evergreen in my heart. My first day at school is such a day.
It was the month of August, 2004. I was then only five years old. My father told that I should be admitted into a school in class one the next day. I felt very excited. I could not think of anything else. I was always thinking about the school and the teachers. I could not even sleep well that night. The next morning my mother woke me early in the morning. She washed me very well, combed my hair and dressed in new clothes. Then I had breakfast and started for the school with my father. He took me to the Habib Public School.
It took us half an hour to reach the school. When I stepped inside the school with my father I was little bit afraid. I saw many students on the school campus. Some were playing , some were talking to each other. Realizing me in a new environment my heart began to beat.
Then my Father admitted me in class one. She welcomed me and took me to the class and gave me a seat. All the students in the class were staring at me. I felt a bit nervous once again to see the new faces. But soon I became very easy.