I don’t remember much about my first day except that I really wanted a chair with a writing tablet as all the seniors (3rd Graders ) had access to those as I had those small benches with a fixed chair. I always had this wired thought during break assembly about what other people thought about us and our school. Is this a secret spy agency training program? Is this an adoption house? This is the most I can remember.
I don’t remember my first day at school but do remember going to Nursery class the rest of the year, crying every day that i don’t want to go. And my dad handing me over to the “aaya jee” every day, still crying. They’d pick up my lunch box and show the two birds on that, call them Peter and Paul (From a nursery rhyme) to make me stop crying, it always worked.
i was 14 years of age on my FIRST day of school so i had no problem adjusting to my new environment. i had a very strict class/school monitor who did NOT allow any hazing in and outside the classroom.
It was Pakistan Embassy school in saudia arabia. First day..i was crying by the door..didn’t want to go school. After..nice thappar from my mom..i got into bus and life just kept going on..from there. Memories..memories..
My nani jaan went with me to school on my frist day. I held her hand and refused to let it go. But she convinced me that everything would be alright. I remember it as if it were yesterday. I even remember the color of her dubatta, ahh the memories. May God reset her soul.