Wednesday 29 February 2012

Days of My Life at School

I still remember my first day at school. My mother woke me at six o’clock in the morning and washed me. I was wearing new school clothes. It was a white and blue dress and back trousers, and black shoes. She brushed my hair and put in it a red ribbon. I ate my breakfast and went to my school.


I was running quickly without becoming tired although my school was so far away from my house. I was flying like a bird. When I saw the school I stopped for minutes and took a good look. It was a fantastic place. It was a small and old building. It was on the mountain, and there were other mountains behind; and there were trees and the sunrise, and the grass was green. There were no walls around it. It was very beautiful for me.


It was a mix between girls and boys. I made friends quickly. The first subject we had was Arabic and the next was Maths and Religion. The first day in Maths, my teacher told me to go to the board and write number five. Because I was small, short and thin, I couldn’t reach the chalkboard and write. My teacher carried me to the board and I wrote a big circle. My teacher laughed and looked at me. He said, can you write it small? Yes, I answered.


Now my age is twenty eight. I see that mountain now and laugh with crying eyes. It was the best days of my life. I loved all my teachers and they always loved me because I was a good and intelligent student for them.


When we were in Eighth Grade, we were ten boys and six girls. When we finished it we went to another school in another village. I missed my life at my first school and missed our teachers and my friends. None of my girl friends went to the new school. They sat at home. I was alone and the road was very far. It was boring, but I made new friends at the new school. It was a very big school and it was for girls, and the new teachers were all women. For me it was a new life at the high school but I changed my view of that life to be a good student. I was able to do that thanks to my God. I finished high school with a good grade.

K.S.Q

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