Lockdown made me realize importance of school
Lockdown made me realize importance of school
A proverb we all know is ‘Distance makes the heart grow fonder’; this is precisely what I am experiencing lately with regards to my school. This lockdown made me realize how much I missed my school. I am quite confident all students would agree with me.
This feeling is quite surprising because irrespective of how good or bad one is, academically, they have some day not liked going to school. Of course, everyone has their own reasons; but not wanting to go to school remains the same for all.
For some, it could have been a test that they were unprepared for, for others a little sickness or a celebration at home and for most others, a simply lazy day. Whether you are a backbencher or the most popular, no one can deny that they do feel like staying away from school at times. This was a common practice for the students till the lockdown was imposed four months back in our country. However, today if we are to ask any student about going to school; they will be more than happy to do so. They might even agree upon staying at school for longer hours. I can vouch for this, for I share the same emotions.
My name is Sneha Patel and I study in St. Carmel School. I am a student of class 9. Until this lockdown, I was not aware of how much I loved my school. Sure enough, I knew I respected it and liked it, but now I realize the extent to which I missed it and yearned to get back as soon as possible. Towards the beginning, I was glad that I could sleep for long hours in the morning. There was no rush to wake up or hurry to get ready for school while gobbling my breakfast as fast as I could on most days. Now, I could take my own sweet time to enjoy my breakfast, and of course a variety of dishes. On my regular school days, a bowl of cereals was all I saw on my table before leaving. But as the days passed, I felt my bowl of cereal was better. It did not taste delicious, but it did mean that I could spend an entire day with my friends and teachers. I missed the morning assembly; the songs played at the assembly and the exercises that we did. There came a time when I decided to do those exercises in the morning at home just to feel connected to the school.
Whenever I would sit with my books, I was reminded of my desk, the way we used to change our seats every day. At times we even had quarrelled about who would sit with whom. Every day, most part of my study time, I would get lost in the thoughts of my school days. Getting scolded by teachers is never a happy experience, but the innumerable fond memories that I spent with my teachers every day would make me sad.
The school playground and basketball court would seem to beckon me, especially when I sat to have my meals. I would recall the fun we had while sitting in a circle on the field and exchanging our lunch boxes. There were days when we would race to finish our tiffin so that we could go and grab the basketball first and start playing. When the ball was not available we would turn to our favourite lock and key game. Now, eating food on a plate at home is not as exciting as eating from the lunch box.
One other thing (which may not be very significant to many), that kept playing in my head, was the sound of the school bell. Before and after recess, before every class and before it was time to go home, the sound of the school bell became an everyday routine. It was as if we had become conditioned to it. One funny thing that happened to me after almost two months into the lockdown was that I started hearing the sound of the bell. Every now and then, I would ask the person around me at home, if he/she could hear it too. The answer was always a ‘no’. They, in fact, laughed at me, every time I said that. Then my dad told me it was probably because I was missing school a lot that is why I was imagining things. Eventually, I stopped hearing the bell.
It was bizarre to continually fall back into these thoughts and memories of the school, even while I was busy doing something else. One good thing was that I had my mother and brother with me all the time to listen to my endless stories of my school days. While my mother must have got bored with the non-stop storytelling; my brother was a better audience. With him, I found a mate who felt the same way I did; but I think boys are not as emotional as girls. This is probably why he would tire out soon. There were times when he would fall asleep listening to my school stories.
The longing to get back to school became very predominant. Even during a conversation on the phone with my classmates, that was all we spoke about. We all missed school badly and were getting impatient to go back to the good old school days. I had even started praying for the reopening of my school. Even though now we have online classes, it cannot take the place of a real life school. Unlike our regular schools, in online classes we cannot meet our teachers and friends like in real life. We cannot play and spend time with our friends in our virtual online classes. Over these long days of social distancing, the one major realisation of my life is that my school is my second home. I am eagerly waiting to get back to my regular school life.
© Arked
A proverb we all know is ‘Distance makes the heart grow fonder’; this is precisely what I am experiencing lately with regards to my school. This lockdown made me realize how much I missed my school. I am quite confident all students would agree with me.
This feeling is quite surprising because irrespective of how good or bad one is, academically, they have some day not liked going to school. Of course, everyone has their own reasons; but not wanting to go to school remains the same for all.
For some, it could have been a test that they were unprepared for, for others a little sickness or a celebration at home and for most others, a simply lazy day. Whether you are a backbencher or the most popular, no one can deny that they do feel like staying away from school at times. This was a common practice for the students till the lockdown was imposed four months back in our country. However, today if we are to ask any student about going to school; they will be more than happy to do so. They might even agree upon staying at school for longer hours. I can vouch for this, for I share the same emotions.
My name is Sneha Patel and I study in St. Carmel School. I am a student of class 9. Until this lockdown, I was not aware of how much I loved my school. Sure enough, I knew I respected it and liked it, but now I realize the extent to which I missed it and yearned to get back as soon as possible. Towards the beginning, I was glad that I could sleep for long hours in the morning. There was no rush to wake up or hurry to get ready for school while gobbling my breakfast as fast as I could on most days. Now, I could take my own sweet time to enjoy my breakfast, and of course a variety of dishes. On my regular school days, a bowl of cereals was all I saw on my table before leaving. But as the days passed, I felt my bowl of cereal was better. It did not taste delicious, but it did mean that I could spend an entire day with my friends and teachers. I missed the morning assembly; the songs played at the assembly and the exercises that we did. There came a time when I decided to do those exercises in the morning at home just to feel connected to the school.
Whenever I would sit with my books, I was reminded of my desk, the way we used to change our seats every day. At times we even had quarrelled about who would sit with whom. Every day, most part of my study time, I would get lost in the thoughts of my school days. Getting scolded by teachers is never a happy experience, but the innumerable fond memories that I spent with my teachers every day would make me sad.
The school playground and basketball court would seem to beckon me, especially when I sat to have my meals. I would recall the fun we had while sitting in a circle on the field and exchanging our lunch boxes. There were days when we would race to finish our tiffin so that we could go and grab the basketball first and start playing. When the ball was not available we would turn to our favourite lock and key game. Now, eating food on a plate at home is not as exciting as eating from the lunch box.
One other thing (which may not be very significant to many), that kept playing in my head, was the sound of the school bell. Before and after recess, before every class and before it was time to go home, the sound of the school bell became an everyday routine. It was as if we had become conditioned to it. One funny thing that happened to me after almost two months into the lockdown was that I started hearing the sound of the bell. Every now and then, I would ask the person around me at home, if he/she could hear it too. The answer was always a ‘no’. They, in fact, laughed at me, every time I said that. Then my dad told me it was probably because I was missing school a lot that is why I was imagining things. Eventually, I stopped hearing the bell.
It was bizarre to continually fall back into these thoughts and memories of the school, even while I was busy doing something else. One good thing was that I had my mother and brother with me all the time to listen to my endless stories of my school days. While my mother must have got bored with the non-stop storytelling; my brother was a better audience. With him, I found a mate who felt the same way I did; but I think boys are not as emotional as girls. This is probably why he would tire out soon. There were times when he would fall asleep listening to my school stories.
The longing to get back to school became very predominant. Even during a conversation on the phone with my classmates, that was all we spoke about. We all missed school badly and were getting impatient to go back to the good old school days. I had even started praying for the reopening of my school. Even though now we have online classes, it cannot take the place of a real life school. Unlike our regular schools, in online classes we cannot meet our teachers and friends like in real life. We cannot play and spend time with our friends in our virtual online classes. Over these long days of social distancing, the one major realisation of my life is that my school is my second home. I am eagerly waiting to get back to my regular school life.
© Arked