The memory of my first day at school is still vivid and fresh. It was 2013 when I was six years old. One day my mother told me that I was going to start school the next day. I was very excited. I had a mixed feeling of fear and joy. I could not even sleep well in the headmaster, who was a very nice person. He asked me some questions, which I answered intelligently. The headmaster was very pleased. I was admitted to class One . Then calling a teacher, he told him to take me to my class. I bade goodbye to my mother with a feeling of fear. The teacher introduced me with all. Everybody seemed friendly, and they received me warmly. It was a happy experience on the day. It will be ever fresh in my mind.
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