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My Last Day at School

“The quality of a school is more by the kind of student it turns out than the kind it
takes in.”

There is hardly any living being who has not gone through ups and downs of life.
Actually life is full of bad as well as good incidents. Some of them may be forgotten
where as others leave on ever lasting imprint on the mind.

“Write the bad things that are done to you in sand, but the good things that happen to
you on a piece of marble.”

Helen Keller, the dumb and deaf American authoress, holds that we do not value the
things until we lose them. Her words echoed in my mind on my last day at school. It
was only then I realized how much I cherished the school I was going to leave. It
seemed to me as if somebody were drawing my soul out from my body. I must
acknowledge that I had spent the most valuable time of my life at school and rightly
call it the asset of my life.
On my last day at school, I reached school at 9:00 a.m. to attend the farewell party
which our juniors had arranged for us. I went to the auditorium where all my friends
and fellow students had gathered. It was for the first time that students were not in
their uniforms. I was happy that I had availed myself of school opportunity
successfully, but I was also sad because I was going to leave the place I valued highly.
As the principle entered the auditorium, all the students and teachers rose from their
chairs to welcome him. The ceremony started with the verses from the holy Quran.
Then one of our juniors made the farewell speech. The speech represented the feelings
of our dear juniors for us. It appreciated the guidance we had given to our juniors. The
speaker ended his speech with the best wishes for our prosperous and bright future.
Then it came to the entertainment performances by our juniors. They also sang some
beautiful songs. I remembered the time when we, the seniors, used to occupy the
stage, but that day we were guests and our juniors were our hosts. They were going to
replace us and we were departing with fine impressions.
I, the representative of the seniors, was then called to the stage to express my feelings.
I recited a poem that I had written for this occasion. In the poem I paid tribute to the
worthy professors who had enlightened us and infused in us a thirst for knowledge. I
also thanked the principal and our juniors for all they had said about us.
Then the principal made his goodbye speech. He gave some valuable pieces of advice
and wished a continued success for our future. He advised us that “purpose of life is
to live a life of purpose. As long as long you live, keep learning how to live.” At the
end of ceremony, we enjoyed high tea with the principal, professors and the juniors.

“The object of education is to prepare the young to educate themselves throughout


their lives.”

We had video cameras with us and we were capturing these precious moments not
only in our cameras but also in our hearts. We also took autographs from the
principal and our beloved teachers. Some of the students took the autographs on their
shirts. These were the token of love and remembrance. Then came the time to leave
forever. Our hearts were heavy with mixed feelings.

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