Attending events make us feel good, especially when we meet people close to our hearts. People whom you only see in rare times. Last time, I attended an event and I saw my former teachers there. They asked me “how am I,” “how’s my studies going on,” “how’s my other friends,” sort of things. They said time is too quick and we will be graduating next year. I can sense the feeling of happiness on their part knowing that their students, whom they taught and trained, will soon reach that point. And I know they are proud. Teachers are truly part of the students’ lives and seeing them succeed is a much more success for them.
On the other part, I saw my Alma Mater School too. Well, we sometimes visit it during sembreaks, but seeing it now is an odd feeling for me. There are lots of changes. Even the teachers, the policies, etc. As I look at it from afar, I clearly remember all the memories and it is so saddening that I can’t experience all of them again. Only memories are left, that’s why I really treasure all of them even the simplest moment. That was my school and that was my second home. Where I grew up and where I started my dreams… It hurts when someone says something against our teachers, or in our school, and to my classmates as well. I remember, somebody told me that our batch our BRAGGARTS and CHEATERS. I can’t blame him because it’s his own view about us. It just hurt a bit knowing that he is my schoolmate and friend too (it is if he considers me as his friend). And this issue ends here…
Truly, high school life is the best! It may not be for others, but for me, it’s a YES! Of course, college life is great too… having good friends and nice professors, meeting people with different attitudes. But, nothing beats high school…
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