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Chapter 4: Start of School

#School Life
I used to be taken to school by father scooter in Bajaj M80. My dad used a sponge seat bought for me and placed it before the rider. On return from my school, I used to hold my mom's finger with my complete hand and make dance walk reciting rhymes seeing scenery on the way to home.

As a kid, I had one thing in mind we had been put into a school lets do our best in studies so that I could be unique and get praised. In LKG I used to recite rhymes teacher used to appreciate me for it. I liked it.

Being a third child at home, It is always a little hard to get appreciated because at home whatever I do remain normal to everyone at whatever effort I put because I had to compete with my skills with a 2year elder and 4year elder brother. 
With all this in UKG, I got the third rank. Hurray ... My first certificate was given to me still I have it. A proud moment to say to my parents that I am good at the education they provide me.

In school still, I remember the teacher used to keep rhymes and words as a test in which myself and another student would compete. Most of the time I used to top in the tests. Good old moments where I first felt Appreciations always made me think big and grow more and if that appreciation yield from an examination or competition it makes me happier and makes the moment memorable.

Sometimes sad moments are also memorable. In my 1st Standard got my first beating from a teacher for a silly reason. Do you want to know why?


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