Schooling-Part2

The school I joined for my 3rd class is Everest High School….

There I started my education….It’s a nice school as same as my first school..Good teachers….Pleasant Environment….In that we have a well which is closed by a iron fence on its top….There a plant grows which produces a different seed which when thrown in water open’s up suddenly and blast its seed’s.….With some noise….

We often throw that seed into the well an hear the noise when it brake's…Some time we give it to our friends to place it in the mouth and fool’s him….

We also had a chilly farm but quite small which has 10 plants….Near to our school a large bungalow is there in which an old-woman  lives' that place consist of many trees….Like ‘Guava,Sapota’ and some other we bring those guava form there and eat them with those chilies.which grow in our school….

In all my teachers I like Maths teacher(Sesikala)…And another one..I forgotten  their name’s….But remember their faces….In all my friends at that time I remember only one …Her name is “PRANATHI”….Bcoz I like that girl most….She is the daughter of my maths teaches….So to see her I often go to my maths teacher ….Great teacher she likes me very much….

In that days I was a ICON in my class….We have good play ground in where we do prayers,,play games etc….One day we have a leisure hour we went to ask principal to make that period as P.T so that we can play….We all went and asked the permission he gave it in that joy we all ran from principal room to out….Actually there is a road between principal room and our class room…So while Crossing I was hit by a OX on my head just upper of my eyebrow..I had a mark of it till now….I was bleeding and crying of pain at that time….Then my madam….took me with her and treated me as her child….I had seen a women not our family member with tears in her eyes for me….it just created some thing in me….

An another situation its Jan1st I bought many greeting cards….and distributed them to my friends….Now its turn to give to my angel….I went to her home but she is not there then I asked her mother she said that she is in the Bungalow….I went der to give her greeting card….till now iam clear and normal but the movement I watched her….a sort of shy in me….at that time I didn’t understand what’s that feeling….and also its not the age to think of it….

Like this way my 3rd standard completed….Successfully…  with first attraction and affection….

But I again changed from that school to my first one B.V.N….Bcoz of some reasons….We heard a story about the Everest School..It had a room which is always closed and no one was tried to open it….Bcoz they said that there is a bhoot in that and if any one tries to open it they will die….

But now that school is shifted to a new constructed one and the old one is made as a two floor home by some one….

All the things changed in time I lost my friends and my beloved teachers….And returned back to the old school….

May be all should forgot me as same as me….And we will never met again I hope…: (