The above is picture of a gate. This gate brings back so many beautiful memories of my School Life. Have passed from this gate for 10 years, from my childhood to adolescence. Still have a faint memory of my first day in this School. My father dropped me up to the classroom. That was the only time when he had entered my school building in those 10 years. Some of the kids were crying around when their parents were leaving them. I was little nervous but did not cry. My bench-mate on that day was a girl, with whose name my parents teased me for several years. I borrowed an eraser from her on same day.
How much do you remember from your first day at School?
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