The Initiation
It was an exhilarating mix of excitement and nervousness as I prepared myself for my very first day of school. The smell of freshly sharpened pencils and the crispness of new textbooks filled the air, reminding me that this day marked the beginning of a new chapter in my life. As I stood at the front door, waiting for the school van to arrive, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation and a hint of trepidation.
I still remember how enthusiastic and worried I was the day before. Excited because I went to the market with my late grandpa. Ofcourse there is no better person than grandparents when you wish to roam around. They barely scold you and are a source of infinite chocolate supplier .I don't really remember how many chocolates I purchased that day. Also brought a new pencil box along with a cute tiny pair of shoes. I was worried because i didn't want to quit the best phase of my life. A life when were days filled with laughters, games, fun and cartoons which i enjoyed with the bunch of friends. I am now 18 and if you ask me if you could turn back time and relief a moment.... well i guess i don't need to answer that i guess you would have already figured it out.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw the familiar yellow van approaching our house. It was a vibrant symbol of countless stories shared among children, a vessel that would carry me into a world of knowledge and growth. The van came to a halt, and I could see the other kids eagerly piling in. It was my turn to join them.
Just as I was about to step into the van, I glanced back at my mother, who stood at the doorway, her eyes filled with a blend of pride, worry, and excitement. She had been preparing for this day as much as I had, making sure my uniform was neatly pressed, packing my bag with all the necessary supplies, and reminding me of the adventures that awaited me. She had always been my biggest cheerleader, encouraging me to explore and learn.
After a couple of hugs from each of my family member I marched towards the van. The uneasiness was still inside me. With a reassuring smile, my mother waved at me and wished me luck, her voice laced with a touch of emotion. I could tell that seeing her child venture out into the world tugged at her heartstrings, but she remained steadfast in her support for my educational journey. Her love and belief in me were the anchors that kept me grounded, even in the face of the unknown.
As I settled into my seat, surrounded by a sea of new faces, the van started to move. The initial jitters gave way to a sense of camaraderie among the students, as we shared stories of summer vacations and speculated about what awaited us at school. Although I was stepping into a realm of unfamiliarity, I felt a comforting connection with my peers. We were all embarking on this journey together.
I still remember how enthusiastic and worried I was the day before. Excited because I went to the market with my late grandpa. Of course there is no better person than grandparents when you wish to roam around. They barely scold you and are a source of infinite chocolate supplier .I don't really remember how many chocolates I purchased that day. Also brought a new pencil box along with a cute tiny pair of shoes. I was worried because i didn't want to quit the best phase of my life. A life when were days filled with laughter, games, fun and cartoons which I enjoyed with the bunch of friends. I am now 18 and if you ask me if you could turn back time and relief a moment.... well i guess i don't need to answer that you might have already figured it out.
As the van pulled up to the school, a wave of anticipation washed over me once again. With a deep breath, I stepped out into a world of possibilities, armed with the love and lessons bestowed upon me . As I walked towards the entrance, my heart swelled with gratitude for the strong foundation she had laid, empowering me to embark on this exciting new adventure.
( i still need to tell what happened in the van)