Hello hive friends🤝

    School is a sacred place. It educates the young people. It is a place where the concrete foundation of a nation are laid down. Apparently it imparts education but secretly it grooms the young generation of life and its weighty responsibilities.

          School, is no way, looked calm and.           cool though it turned out scholars             out of fools thought we used to go.            there together stones but letter we            got discharged wearing.

It is natural for humans to love the place where they spend some time. Children spend big part of their lives in schools. Therefore they love their schools like their homes.
My first day and my last day is still fresh in my mind. The first day for me was very confusion and the last day at school is sure a day of hope and confidence. At the last day first of all we planned to see all our teachers. Way obtained their autographs in our diaries. After this we had a round of the school to see every nook and corner of it. Then we met our headmaster who gave us our character certificate. He advised us to be honest and hard working in life. In the evening we got ready to go our homes. It was the time to say goodbye to each other. We impressed each other for the last time. Some of us could not control themselves and began to weep bitterly.

          No matter how much you hate your           school but it will still be fresh in                 your memory.

I cannot forget the fair faces of my fellows, the sweet sensations of school and the marvellous memories of our merciful Masters. These memories of school are like sweet smelling flowers strewn on the strenuous path of my life. The memories work like a soothing swing that sways my soul into supreme serenity.

          In the garden of my life my school            is the most beautiful flower of my             life.