A Memoir.... Neetha Maria Bobby

It all seemed like it happened yesterday, that afternoon when our results were published, we were on pins and needles. Well I am talking about my 10’th results. Well that’s the story of yesterday. 

The change was drastic. I was very new in my new school, the novel strategies, the atmosphere, teachers and friends....You know, at least some of you may have experienced. To be frank, it took me some time to adjust to this habitat. Later, sometime, it became the part and parcel of my life. 

I distinctly remember some of my new days at school. Well, really, I barely want to remember those days. My only relief was that our class teacher dear Jessy Ma’am, was also new to the school. Days passed, everything seemed so relaxed until when dear Joe Sir, our teacher in English started a blog. First of all I appreciate it, but then when he persisted me to write, it started producing difficulties. After his long, long (maybe even longer) troublesome efforts, I wrote a poem (actually after a year’s hard-work ). Well I don’t think it’s the best poem, but still, when I handed over the poem to Sir, I could see him smiling (Wow! that was a relief). Why it took me so long? 

Dear friends, I.....I actually didn’t know how to write in a blog. 

Well that’s over. Now, I write sometime or the other not frequently but still.....Well whatever I write, is my heart and my emotions... As some of you may have understood. Sometimes I explode with emotions while the other times conceived. 

This maybe my last chance to speak on this floor, but now I’m contended with a happy hunting ground, my heart’s elated. I thank everyone of you people for this occasion to happen. Do I pass muster? I don’t know but I know these days never come back. Wishing you all the good days ahead . Your friend,

Neetha Maria Bobby, XII B 

         ( stiil lucky to be in XII in April...)