Stepping into familiar corridors of old school,walking through those halls feels like revisiting our chapters of life where we were happy and eager to grow.Seeing those teachers brings a flood of memories.
It feels so overwhelming seeing those teachers not recognizing us because we are grown up now.Yet they don't recognize us completely,but we know them and their efforts towards us.
Hello everyone!
Hope you all are doing great.Yesterday, I visited my school and wanted to share some memorable things of my school with you.
I studied here for 4 year.Everything here brings back a memory where we were here enjoying the best days of our lifes.
I went there because my brother is still studying in this school and yesterday was the result day.The day we eagerly waited for in our school time.The time we eagerly waited for our parents to come and see our performance.
From waiting for our parents to attending a function as a guardian everything changed.We grew up.
Enjoying function as a guardian feels kinda good.The children performed so well.
Reconnecting with favorite teachers at my old school fills me with a sense of gratitude and nostalgia. Their influence on my life extends far beyond the classroom, shaping my values and perspective.Seeing my favourite teachers on the stage made me very overwhelmed and gave me a realisation of how fast the time changes.
I met all my teachers and they wished me blessings and success.
My brother got very good percentage and I was very happy.After meeting all my teachers and a long day i was feeling very dizzy.Then i came back home.Here's my brother walking in his uniform.
Then i offered my prayer and i went to our aunt's house for iftar.
Hope you liked my blog(i visited my school on friday)
See you soon
Bye Bye馃挒馃挒
(All pictures belong to me. They looked a little blurry because of lighting)
