EMOTIONAL JOURNEY FROM SCHOOL TO COLLEGE

Days pass by, time run and the wheel of life takes the turn. Life is a book consisting of various chapters, good as well as bad. Right now I am at a stage where the chapter “high school” is ended. The chapter just closed tells the story of 2 best years of my life filled with laughter, happiness, murkiness, crazy moments, blunders, friendships and playing tricks on teachers.

This is a transitioning period from high school to college life. This probably is the biggest evolution I have to face. Entering college means my life is going to take a 360 degree turn. There is a weird feeling because I can clearly remember my first day in school when I was not leaving my mother to sit alone and the teacher played me as a fool by saying there is a zoo in school.

I never thought that I would say that I miss “Silver oaks “my high school. There was a time I used to say I hate my high school but now when it is over I miss it like hell. I never realized that how good the place was , how attached I was to it , how my class fellows and teachers took care of me whenever I got ill . But now I readily do. It is a period of life all take for granted when they are living it.

Silver Oaks has given me the most comfortable high school environment one can ever ask for and it’s just because of our lovely senior mistress Ma’m Rizwana Zahid. Silver Oaks was awesome to say at least. Eid parties, dance by Ameer Humza, school trips, breaking rules, hiding copies and bags, open book tests, hiding from teachers, throwing bottles from bottom to the top of the class and the farewell party. No words can express the amount of fun I had during my high school years.

And I not only miss the fun I had at Silver Oaks but I miss my Pak.studies classes, computer assignments, Physics lectures in which I went asleep and most of all I miss my Urdu classes. I miss our small muddy lawn where we used to sit at break time and talk all nonsense. I miss my all class fellows who can make up anyone burst up into laughter, those petty class fights, making fun of new demo teachers and providing teachers with strange names. Till now we were worried about the nerve cracking tests and horrifying math questions but our school protected us from cruelties of life now the day has arrived we just get to know that are school is over we are about to head to college.

It is said that we have been ready for college but we are not. That time has gone to never return and not we have to make hard decisions first of which is going to which college then which subjects to choose. How can I do so because I am not ready to open a new chapter of my book “life”? But now as the truth is “high school” has gone. We will have new circle of friends.

School is a word that we despise when we are attending it. The nerve cracking Pakistan studies questions, never ending papers and what not. How we’ll get done with school as soon as possible and go out to face the real world? Don’t we? But as time comes closer to the final goodbyes to school we start loving it and just want time to stop. If I start penning down all about school it will never come to end as we did last bench chatting, cheating tests, writing on chair handles, passing notes and getting kicked out from the class and breaking of window glass.

No matter how much I try to run from the fact college. I can’t for life has to move on .now I have to apprehend that era of stupid jokes, loud laughter, clapping with open hands, cartoonish voices, and sweet photographs are ended. And I have to head ahead in life. and start up with college. It is just the starting of another chapter of life. And making it more graceful while we do that hope my high school friends will reach to the glories of life and will always stay in touch.

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