A Walk Down Memory Lane

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School life gives ever green moments and memories to many of us. It is the place where we get our first learning, friends, teacher, homework, punishment and much more things that make the best part of our life.

 It is one of the best period of human life. It helps us to shape our character, our mental attitude nd basic principles of life. 

 When I think of my schooldays it fills my mind with happiness and nostalgic memories . 

Those are the golden days where we got many friends, enjoyed their company, shared our happy, sad moments and lunch with them, played together, did gossips and had lot of fun.

That goooodmorrrrrniiiing teacher song, The excitement we had when we first started learning to write with pen,that kiddo age is unforgettable.Happiness when we get leisure periods or when the teacher is absent and bunking class with friends are some of the blooming memories. 

 In everyone’s life we have our favorite teacher who played a major role. Other than our parents it is the class teacher who praises, supports and sometimes scolds on mistakes and guides us on the right path. They are our role models and greater inspiration. We had unlimited enjoyment and entertainment during our school days.

Most memorable moments like school picnics, inter school function, sports day and the get together parties are unforgettable. Doesn’t matter, whether we make our participation or not we will enjoy those moments incredibly. Recollecting those memories are really very colorful. Being grown we have many advantages but still school time is the best and incomparable.

It is only in school days we can enjoy life without any worries and enjoy long vacations.

When I leave my school iam gonna miss all the little moments I had there.idont think anything can surpass the kind of thrill i felt those days.

By recollecting our school days we will get the things we like the most and the best memories ever. 

'Time just flews away, so enjoy and feel the essence of every moment of your life '


- Minha

(Group 4_S2D)


 

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