My memories of school days:
Are they simply memories? Was I really like this when I was a child?
These are the questions I always ask myself whenever I remember my school days.
I hardly could stay on the chair! I was really naughty, I used to walk; to talk, to run in the school. During the primary school I was the one I dream about today.
I mean .. that active girl I used to be. But this doesn’t mean that I wasn’t cute.
In fact all my teachers liked me so much because I was hardworking and very interested in what I was doing.
My class was quite big and full of painting and other pictures: the alphabet, animals, etc.
I remember also that I had very special blouses; I used to like them too much.
The teacher was for me as a member of my family. I enjoyed talking to her, telling her jokes and stories.
We had also a canteen or what we call (the place of freedom), you know why?
Because we used to be as evils there, throwing apples from one table to another one, telling fun stories and playing most of time.
It was more a place where we could make the monitor mad than where we ate.
In the middle school; I started to have an artistic spirit, writing poems and short stories for the parties of the end of the year.
I started drawing also but in vain I stopped when I went to university. I also had the reputation of a very smart student with the highest marks I got during that period.
In the high school, I enjoyed my time with the new teacher.
I remember the one of philosophy used to make us eat the paper if we talk or do math exercises during her course.
The teacher of math used to comment our clothes. It was really funny!
My best friend was called Miriam; together we used to disturb our teachers all the time with questions and exercises, especially when we reached the last year in exact science class.
These are some of my school days memories
Time of enjoyment, time of childish behavior also!
When I look back now, I know that these years will last forever. And of course if I had the choice I’d live them again.