Storytelling #4

 My first day of school

A school is an area where students go to learn. Going to school is important as it facilitates the development of the learner morally. In simple words, school is an institution which provides a good environment for students to acquire knowledge. Going to school is a necessity which I never thought of, in my childhood. I was so against going to school. 
The topic of storytelling part 4 is "My first day of school". So I will be sharing my experience on admitting to DAV on grade 4. 

Well before I got enrolled, there was this Parents Teachers meet which was kind of an interview. So my parents attended and returned from the school after the meeting and they chatted with me about how much the Principal Mam and the Coordinator Sir looked super strict. Then I got admission on DAV and there were 2-3 days left for the first day. After how my parents described the teachers, I was going through a real tension. Those two days were really panicking for me. I counted every single hour. Now, only one day left to join a new grade, a new school and a new tension. Everyone in the family was happy, except me. My parents started covering my books, polishing my shoes, getting my uniform ironed and I literally had no interest. Finally, the day came, I woke up and I had this really sad face. I had to be set waiting for the bus in the bus stop at 7 am. I mean who goes to school at 7 am? Because most schools start at 8.30 am. The first thing I didn't like about my school was the school time. The first day, and I was already disappointed by the timing thing. The bus came, I entered the bus, and there were many students of my age. I wanted to become friends with those students but I couldn't. The bus was moving, and I don't know why I was feeling that everyone there was staring or making fun of me. I had sat with a pretty looking senior, she was 12th grade then. The destination was there and I had 2nd disappointment. I couldn’t make friends on the bus. We reached school and got off from the bus and that pretty sister took me into my class 4 ‘D’. DAV is a huge school. There are like 9 buildings. I was really afraid just by the view of buildings. I was having a really bad feeling on the way to my class. The more going on the fifth floor, the more my confidence was decreasing. This was my third disappointment. Why does this school have the tallest buildings? How would I step up 5 floors everyday? I kept imagining. But the thing that happened good until now was meeting that sister in that bus. She was a really caring sister and she kept on boosting my confidence on the first day. 
So I went into my classroom, I thanked the sister, she went, then there were already many students present there. Also my class teacher was present there. So he introduced me to everyone and he said Aloyana is new and so is somya. So there was another new student somya. Sir told me to sit with her on the first bench. I sat, I tried to talk to her, but she already had a group of friends behind the bench and they kept talking. I couldn’t talk to her. They were Indians and they were talking in their own language. This was my fourth disappointment. I knew there would be both Nepalis and Indians in my classroom, but it wasn’t balanced. There were 70% of Indians and 30% Nepalis in my class. Then I was alone talking to nobody, then sir told the class that he was going to take the attendance. He started saying Roll number 1 Aloyana. What? Why? I started thinking about I should not become roll number 1, I am a new student and i knew nothing about DAV. But I was Roll number 1, wow. Sir said, in any programs, or even going to assembly, everything will be done roll number wise. This was the fifth disappointment. It was the lunch break and i haven't yet talked to anyone. I don't remember much but someone from the back said Hi, I am Pratistha. So yeah, she was the first friend of mine. Thank god she came to talk to me and at lunch break I made 5-6 friends and I was proud of myself. 
In lunch break, i don’t remember where me with my new friends were going but suddenly I got lost between the floor numbers. I still remember the type of fear I had that day. This was 6th disappointment. I was searching for my friends and was very scared. In that time, one of my friends shouted, Aloyana let’s go the classroom, the break’s almost over. Thank god I wasn’t lost. After then, I enjoyed my class and I also made lot friends in the bus. My last disappointment was I never asked the pretty sister her name. She was there in my bus for like 6 months and I didn’t even ask her name. Why was I so dumb back then? If I would know her name, I could search her in any of social Medias and thank her for all the help and motivation on my first day. 
So this was a glimpse on “My first day to School”. The first day I was thinking I couldn’t study in DAV, it would be difficult to me. And now, it has been 9 years I have been studying in DAV. My parent’s choice of DAV school was the best choice. 
Mostly people have great memories of first day to school. But I had 6 disappointments, lol. But now I think DAV was my best decision.
This is all about my story. Please share your first day of school with me on the comments below. Stay tuned for Storytelling part 5. 
Have a wonderful day!!