It was a school with lots of colorful flowers with pleasant smell, long treeswhich gives breeze and very strict teachers, which made us grow into discipline students.
As usual it was a normal day to a child, got up morning with no idea of the day. Mom tries to quickly make her child ready to the school in hurry as she have to do all other daily chores and look after her work. Then child gets into her school uniform and pulls her bag. Suddenly if she remembers that home work was not done, then starts crying (Amma….Home work….). Mother grabs the home work book and write down in just 5 mins, its ABCD’s any one of the alphabets would have given to write in a page of the columns book. In fact it’s a good idea of making homework fast but by getting hot cakes in the morning.
It was in LKG of my early schooling, where I put my small lunch basket in the corridor of the class, gets into the classroom and sat in the cute chairs with my friends. Pankaja Miss (used to call teacher has Miss) was my class teacher, a very beautiful lady with stick in her hand to control all our mischievous behavior.All the drawing books and colors for the drawing would be in school with names written on them. On a fine day my class teacher distributed drawing books and crayons to all and told to scribble the same color as instructed in the book.
I was very happy to see some colorful drawings and crayons (it was quite interesting to use something other than Chalk Piece). Grabbed all crayons and was trying allthe colors one after the other like blue, black, orange, red and now its turn for the color white, trying to color but no color appears from white crayon. My over talented brain suddenly ran towards Miss and asked miss this color is not appearing, can I use this or not? that’s all, rewarded with a slap which hit strong in my mind of remembrance (Hahaha). After the slap, got to know we cannot use white crayon. So finally white crayon makes me remember my beloved teacher and school.
Schooling are wonderful days of life where we learn new things and correct our mistakes.
Did you remember your school? By the way how many schools did you change because of your parents profession or another other reasons? Did you remember your favorite teacher? Did you eat Bisi Bisi Kajaya(hot cakes) - beatings from your teachers? .. Hey wait wait.. Who is your best friend in your school, because of whom you were always happy to be in class. Is it a while you stopped to him or her. I know you are all in busy life. Just call or message him or her now.
To all the students out there! Enjoy the golden life and to all the ones who have enjoyed and successfully completed their journey as students. Please try to gather with you friends and have fun.
