A race is like a competition. Each and every competitor in the race is doing their best to win the prize and become the champion. Jus like in school, everyone is studying hard to be the best in the class.
It is the start. Vacation is over. School days are back. I’m sad because it’s time for us to go to school again. But it’s okay. I know that this learning will benefit me. I know that after this burden, a bright future will be waiting for me.
How’s my first week? It is fun. I’m so glad that after 2 months, I’ve seen my classmates again. I miss them so much. I miss our happy moments. I miss their jokes that completes my day. I also saw my dream girl. As usual, she is as beautiful as a princess in a fairytales or I think that she is the most beautiful princess I’ve ever seen. About the lessons, of course, new lessons are being introduced to us. They all sound unfamiliar to me so the first thing that will come to my mind is that this subject is hard. There are new teachers. This is what I hate the most in first days. I always feel nervous. I always think that the teachers will eat me. I think a have phobia with the teachers. I have something to share. When the teacher had entered, I felt that I was in a horror train. I felt that the world sat on my heart. I already felt this way before when I was in the first year level. So when I found out that she will be our teacher, it’s like a storm had passed. But I’ll learn to fight this fear and I will love her as a teacher.
I’m now in the third year level. My mother is always telling me that “O ayan third year ka na ha. Galingan mo n ha. Nasa nitrogen ka pa. Huwag na palaro – laro ha.”. so I’m now trying my best to study hard for my family to be proud of me and I don’t want to be a burden in our house.
As the first week had passed, I had some misconceptions. I’ve seen that not all of the teachers are scary. In fact, I love them. When we were having our classes, it’s like we were only friends playing in the playground. I feel comfortable with them. The scary teachers I considered are now loving and caring teachers. In school, it is not always about studying. Remember that your school is your second house and your teachers are your second parents. It’s just like a one big happy family.
It’s fun to learn. Sometimes, you don’t have to take it seriously. Just think of it as an educational game wherein you are having fun and at the same time, you’re also learning. This is what school is all about, a mixture of playing and learning so don’t be to lazy to go to school because in school, a bright future is awaiting for you.
It is the start. Vacation is over. School days are back. I’m sad because it’s time for us to go to school again. But it’s okay. I know that this learning will benefit me. I know that after this burden, a bright future will be waiting for me.
How’s my first week? It is fun. I’m so glad that after 2 months, I’ve seen my classmates again. I miss them so much. I miss our happy moments. I miss their jokes that completes my day. I also saw my dream girl. As usual, she is as beautiful as a princess in a fairytales or I think that she is the most beautiful princess I’ve ever seen. About the lessons, of course, new lessons are being introduced to us. They all sound unfamiliar to me so the first thing that will come to my mind is that this subject is hard. There are new teachers. This is what I hate the most in first days. I always feel nervous. I always think that the teachers will eat me. I think a have phobia with the teachers. I have something to share. When the teacher had entered, I felt that I was in a horror train. I felt that the world sat on my heart. I already felt this way before when I was in the first year level. So when I found out that she will be our teacher, it’s like a storm had passed. But I’ll learn to fight this fear and I will love her as a teacher.
I’m now in the third year level. My mother is always telling me that “O ayan third year ka na ha. Galingan mo n ha. Nasa nitrogen ka pa. Huwag na palaro – laro ha.”. so I’m now trying my best to study hard for my family to be proud of me and I don’t want to be a burden in our house.
As the first week had passed, I had some misconceptions. I’ve seen that not all of the teachers are scary. In fact, I love them. When we were having our classes, it’s like we were only friends playing in the playground. I feel comfortable with them. The scary teachers I considered are now loving and caring teachers. In school, it is not always about studying. Remember that your school is your second house and your teachers are your second parents. It’s just like a one big happy family.
It’s fun to learn. Sometimes, you don’t have to take it seriously. Just think of it as an educational game wherein you are having fun and at the same time, you’re also learning. This is what school is all about, a mixture of playing and learning so don’t be to lazy to go to school because in school, a bright future is awaiting for you.
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