Talking about school days I remember how I was loved in my preschool days. And tell you the truth; my story is the same as other students, the same old routine from Mondays to Fridays, from 8 am to 4 pm.
Montessori was my preschool then I was home-schooled for one year then I transferred to Rupy’s international school for 5 years then I transferred to Ullens school from seven and I am still studying there. Currently I have chosen the IB as my high school course. But where I am right now is because of my school days.
Being one of the most loved students by teacher, classmates and staffs at Rupy’s made me feel strong (in a figurative way) even though I was the smallest in height and the weakest in the class. Till grade six I did not know what hate was simply because people were kind around me and so was I. But as soon as I transferred school, I felt like I was snatched from my ‘comfort place’ and thrown to a dungeon filled with red eyed fox.
But transferring school was the best decision that I made. In Ullens, people were also kind but it was me who felt insecure. But as the time passed on, I learned to open up with people; I learned one of the most important lessons in life; talking to people. It might seem like a basic job but there are people with social anxiety which is a serious issue for an individual. I learned it in school. I know a friend who has social anxiety and it is pitiful. He couldn’t talk to people outside of school. Even when he tries to, he freezes.
I don’t like the fact that people change after entering high school. They see the world differently while the forged friendship collapses, the hard earned trust lost over the summer break. Maintaining friendship is a difficult job.
School is school, no one likes going to school even though they know it’s important. For some people it’s like a baggage. Those people are the one who want to go back to school and enjoy their glory days. Studying in Ullens made me evaluate myself and I felt satisfied by the results, of course there were times when I felt worthless but that’s just part of life, school was amazing even though you get a lot of assignments even though you get in trouble and even though feel worthless. The nostalgia when you go back to your old school is worth remembering school and move on with life.