It was monday, my first day at Army school Ranikhet. I was the first student to enter the classroom where i could feel pin drop silence with a few chirrup of birds. That silence was killing me, making me feel as if I was on a strange world. But after a few minutes the classroom was filled with it's full strength. Everyone was looking at me as if I've committed a crime by entering into the class. I took a seat at second last bench on third row.
At 8:30 the class started with attendance, everyone raised their hands except me. My class-teacher asked me a few questions in English and she was was so fluent that i was able to answer just 2 i.e My name and my last school, for the rest i answered "New admison" with desi accent. This conversation filled me with fear,whether I'll be able to cope up with the studies, students and teachers, where everything was in a Angrezi language.
As I was lost in my thoughts, the bell rang indicating the start of second period. Here comes a lady in simple Sari and a cute smile on her face . She was our Hindi teacher, everyone rhymed the word "Gooooooooood Moooorning maaaaaam" with an additional contribution from me making it a bit louder and she replied the same with a smile. I was feeling comfortable now because now I can understand everything .
She opened her register and asked all of us open our notebook with the homework which she gave on Saturday. Since I didn't had any such notebook so I joined the Standing defaulters, she approached towards me and before I could speak anything she slapped me and asked me for the reason, I replied "New admison" . She didin't felt sorry for it rather she scolded for not informing her about it.
The same story of new admission on every question asked by teachers moves on until 7th period . It was our SUPW period , i don't know whats it's full form but I knew only one thing that on this period everyone used to complete their homework and gossip. I too got a chance to mingle around and make some friends. I talked with Atul and Harish for the whole period. At the end of the day at school I asked Atul for his notebooks but he denied giving some silly excuse.
I moved back to my home from school .
To be continued...............
At 8:30 the class started with attendance, everyone raised their hands except me. My class-teacher asked me a few questions in English and she was was so fluent that i was able to answer just 2 i.e My name and my last school, for the rest i answered "New admison" with desi accent. This conversation filled me with fear,whether I'll be able to cope up with the studies, students and teachers, where everything was in a Angrezi language.
As I was lost in my thoughts, the bell rang indicating the start of second period. Here comes a lady in simple Sari and a cute smile on her face . She was our Hindi teacher, everyone rhymed the word "Gooooooooood Moooorning maaaaaam" with an additional contribution from me making it a bit louder and she replied the same with a smile. I was feeling comfortable now because now I can understand everything .
She opened her register and asked all of us open our notebook with the homework which she gave on Saturday. Since I didn't had any such notebook so I joined the Standing defaulters, she approached towards me and before I could speak anything she slapped me and asked me for the reason, I replied "New admison" . She didin't felt sorry for it rather she scolded for not informing her about it.
The same story of new admission on every question asked by teachers moves on until 7th period . It was our SUPW period , i don't know whats it's full form but I knew only one thing that on this period everyone used to complete their homework and gossip. I too got a chance to mingle around and make some friends. I talked with Atul and Harish for the whole period. At the end of the day at school I asked Atul for his notebooks but he denied giving some silly excuse.
I moved back to my home from school .
To be continued...............
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