First Day at School

All my cousins who were at my same age were ready. Everyone but me was ready. The night before, one might have noticed my sensational mood for the next day. I would tell everyone at my house that I would no longer be a baby, and that I would go to school and learn to read and write and draw. However, standing in front of the school gate the next morning, the sight of so many kids running, screaming, and crying just scared me off. I realized that I was not ready. "No, I won't go to school. I want to go home", I mumbled, tear in my eyes. "It's going to be fine, sweetie. You will love it. You will have lots of fun with your new playmates", my mum soothed me. Still that did not calm me; I kept crying like I always did, begging to go back home, though this time without success. This was on my very first day starting school.

Since I was the only new pupil, who also was constantly crying, I attracted many attentions froonm my fellow classmates. Throughout the class period, my classmates occasionally stared at my teary face. But I was not embarrassed at all. Surprisingly, no matter how much I cried, as long as I didn’t make any disturbing sound, my teacher paid no attention to me. She just let me be on my own self. The outsiders might have viewed this as a harsh treatment a four-year-old kid like me, but if she bothered talking sweet words to me, I swear I would cry even louder; it’s just my personality, I guess.

I had no idea what we had been doing in class because I was crying and tear blurring my eyes throughout the first class period. Then, when the bell rang, every kid just burst out of the classroom to the playground. They were forming into different groups and playing games. Look like they were having a great time. Having seen all the merriness, I stopped crying. I wanted to join them; however, I was reluctant because I knew none of those kids. Fortunately, out of nowhere, a cute chubby little girl came and talked to me: “don’t be like a baby, crying all the time. Stop it, come and play with us”. Thus, there I was, playing with my new playmates and laughing incessantly. I spent the rest of my first school day playing, drawing, singing, doing all the stuffs that other kids were doing. Given my sobbing nature, I cried again, but this time for a totally opposite reason. I refused to go back home when my mum picked me up. “Mummy, I don’t want to go home, I want to play with my friends.” My mum just laughed hysterically and let me be with my new friends for another 30 minutes till most of them got picked up by their family too.

What seemed like a teary morning on my first day at school ended up to be one of my most joyous days of my childhood life. Thinking back about those days, I just burst out laughing. Children’s nature is so pure and uncorrupted. They laugh when they are happy, and cry when they are upset.