I remember my first day at my new school very clearly. On the very clearly. On the very day I felt excited and happy. At the same time, I was very nervous because I dint know any one. Anyway, I still remember it vividly. At first I was confused. I dint know where to go. I had to ask a senior where grade 1 students were taking their class. The senior was very polite and showed me the way. I followed his instructions and reached my class. When I saw a crowd of new faces in the class, I felt scared. After a while, I tried to be a braver. I met a girl and introduced myself. She also introduced herself. Although we came from different villages. We had a lot in common. We spend the rest of the day together in class until school was over. I think it is natural that on first day at school, we feel nervous, but often difficult experience have happy endings. The girl I met on the first day is still in touch on me as one of my best friend. This made my first day at school memorable – By-: Pranish Shrestha

It was late summer. The weather was gradually changing to autumn, which was noticeably seen on the leaves that were starting to turn orange. The sun was out, but it wasn’t too hot or too cold outside. In fact, it was actually soothing; the cold wind blowing, paired with the warm sun shining above. It was one of those days where you’re glad to be awake early in the morning, before the afternoon gets scorching hot. The feeling of the cool breeze gently caressing your arms and legs is always something to look forward to, and many people would be swayed into taking a nice walk outside under the trees. I was one of those people. Seeing that the weather was very agreeable today, I decided to get ready early and stroll around before going to school. After taking a small bite, I dashed outside of the house, ready to greet the rare-but-wonderful morning. Unknowingly, it would become one of those days where I would regret ever going outside that house, no matter how good the day was. I wandered around the path near the lake because it was always peaceful and quiet there in the morning and the trees that hung over the wide walkway only drew me in more. The cool wind blew continuously, and some of the leaves that barely hung on to the branches were pulled along with it. They floated while dropping slowly, and one of the leaves chose my head as a landing spot. I brushed my hair with my hand, not caring if doing so messes up my hair, since the wind already accomplished that job the second I took a step outside my house. After enjoying the scenery at the lake, I looked at my watch which displayed ‘7:30’ before deciding that it was time to go since the lake was a bit far from my school