It was the first change. The first change in my life at the age of around 10 years. Changing my school for my growth, my betterment. The curiosity level was at its peak. Thousands of questions were buzzing around my mind about the school I was to join. But thanks to mom and dad, they were patiently answering all my questions and did assure me that it would not be difficult at all. That first day! Dad came to drop me and signaled all the best to me. When your loved ones are there with you at every step you climb things become much easier. The school I was supposed to join belonged to one of my relatives. So I at least felt a sense of belonging towards it. I peeped in every class to search for a board of Standard 5 th . It was towards the end of the foyer. I, totally nervous, taking small steps headed to classroom; stood at the door and had a glimpse of whole classroom. There was a lot of chaos and every student was occupied with some or the other work. There are lots of things t
Waiting for the unexpected!