Some of the best days of my life so far were spent in my school. Well, we all hated going to school at some point in our lives, but I’m pretty sure that changed for most of us. The memories which we made in schools still remain fresh in my head. There were bad times and good times. When we look back now the nostalgic memories fill our mind and put a smile on our face. The following were some of my best memories from school:
Class room cleaning:
We all are taught about the importance of keeping our surroundings clean, and our principal was quite particular about keeping the school campus clean. During one assembly she was telling the school about how important it is to keep the campus clean, and every student can take an initiative by first keeping their classes clean.
Our class wanted to set an example to the school and at the same time wanted to bunk classes, so we decided to rush to our class right after assembly and started to take all our chairs and tables out of the classroom and poured soup water all over the floor. Our teacher walks in and is quite shocked by looking at what we have done. We ended up going to another classroom where some chemistry was taught, but we sure did have fun pulling out the desks and flooding our class with water.
I’m pretty sure that everyone loved their lunchtimes at school. Our school canteen had some of the best food served for lunch and Thursdays were extra special cause that’s the day when chicken curry was served. I remember rushing to the canteen the minute the bell rings to have some delicious chicken curry and rice. My mouth still waters when I think about it. Apart from that we always have that one person in our class who was always interested in eating other people’s food. Lunchtimes at school are filled with memories and those are something to be remembered and cherished.
PE periods were fun but not so much fun when the maths teacher decides to borrow it. We all had that teacher who constantly borrowed the PE classes to complete her portions. Our PE teacher was pretty strict about the dress code, and if we forget to bring our shoes to the class, as a punishment, we will have to end up jogging around the ground for three times.
My school days will be incomplete if I don’t mention our English classes. We happened to have this brilliant teacher who always claimed that he taught us about life and not just English. He was very motivating, and all of us enjoyed his classes.
Though we all had had bad days when we were in school, I’m pretty sure that those innocent days can never be replaced. Life was much simple back then. We were filled with dreams, and we were fearless.