First Time at School

Hello there! What’s up? Do you know, this is a true story! 

Emm…do you guys still remember about your childhood living? If so, how was that? Interesting? Boring? Well…no matter how was your childhood, all I know is “it must be unforgettable”. Isn’t it? Hehehe and here is part of my childhood story for you. Hope you enjoy.

One day when I was six, my parents registered me to an elementary school namely Sokawera 3 State Elementary School. The school is near to my house, even could be seen from my house obviously. 

It took no more than five minutes to get there. My mother is one of teacher there. Although there is almost no distance between my house and the school, my mom often be late because of me and my three younger siblings. I am a first child in my family with one younger sister and two younger brothers.

My mom told me that at the first time I entered elementary school, I was crying and refused to got into the class. It because I am afraid if the class teacher would be like such a killer and arrogant.

I cried through the day, consequently, my mom accompany me studying in the class room until mid day. I remember when all of my friends stared at me and my mom next to me. However, I am not the only one who is accompanied by parents. If I recall that memories, I often laugh myself. How can I did such a stupid thing.

In my opinion, it is normal if children who is about to come to join a studying process for their first time feel afraid and nervous. Often they were crying more than one time, just like me at that time. 

Day after day has gone, I just became more accustomed with the class atmosphere. Also, I have many friends already. I go to school with my friends since, not with my mom anymore. I just undergo all of that with heart full of happiness. I began to realize that studying is something fun. 

We learned how to write a letter, how  to count, how to read, and so forth. Also, we got singing lesson to wash away our boredom sometimes. The first song I learned was “Bintang Kecil”. All of students were sang together, loudly and enthusiastically. I can heard our voice bounced back by the class wall. How wonderful the lesson was, I thought. For your information, I love to sing loudly, so much.

When the break time has come, we walked to the canteen quickly.  We felt so hungry after studying for hours. Then, after our stomach was satisfied, we began to played some traditional games in the school yard. The school yard is so wide and long. I was playing around, run here and there. It was so fun to play with a lot of new friends.

Later, the bell was rang. It is time to came back to the class. My class mates run into the class in a hurry and then sat quietly at their desk. We still have a few minutes to took a rest  before the teacher came to the class. 

It was a tiresome activities to run here and there along the break time. After we have been waiting for about five minutes, the teacher, Mrs Sumitri entered the class. We started to continue learning, it was math that day.

I remember the time I learned to count numbers from 0 to 10. All of those experiences realized me that studying is so fun. I really regret it for I ever thought that studying will be boring and spooky. Hahaha… What a fool expectation. Oh my childhood.

That is my so funny experience that I would never forget. When I got married and have children someday, I would tell them about my childhood story. Now I realized that knowledge is so important. So keep learning and do not ever give your spirit up. Keep your curiosity on fire because it is the father of knowledge.

MY CHILDHOOD IS FUN!

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