It was Monday morning I was getting ready for school I and my siblings, it was my first day in Secondary school. A sound come from outside it was my sister deedy she is my old sister.she is tall, pretty, chubby and chocolate in complexion she is my favourite sister even though she is a little bit bossy, she is in ss1 Walee she called again what are doing is putting on your uniform that is taking so long! I was so excited on my first in jss1 so I'm taking my time to dress up because I want to look perfect as my sister.
Ohh my little angel my mother said as she enter our room. I was standing in front of the mirror, I and my sister share the same room, it was spacious and well lit designed to accommodate two of us with a mix of functionality and personality. Two beds are positioned on the opposite side of the room each with it own unique bedding that reflect our style. One with a sleek modern duvet the other with a pink cozy patterned. Between the beds holding a small lamp and a couple of books above each bed , floating shelves display items with framed photos and small artificial plants. The wall is decorated with posters, artwork adding a girlie and vibrant touch.
A long desk runs along one side of the room providing separate study space with chairs, desk, lamp and organizer filled with notebooks, stationery and a laptop. on the opposite wall, a wardrobe and a set of drawer offer ample storage for clothes, shoes and accessories. The floor is cover with a soft rug adding warmth and comfort a large window let in a natural light with black out curtains for privacy clearing a comfortable and inspiring space for us to relax, study and play games.
My mother put her hand on my head pray may your first day in Secondary school be the beginning of your success in life. Now hurry up so you won't be late your sister amaan and the driver are waiting for you. Deedy called again now with anger Walee! If I come and meet you there inside you won't like it. It was 7-37am and assembly started by 7-30am you ate there doing nonsense, our driver turn please be patient deedy she will be here, she don't know the system that's why l. I came out running because I don't want my sister to be mad at me, I stumbled with a mopping stick on the varenda almost fall down and ruin my uniform. The car glass was down when I came out the house I saw clearly how angry deedy was, I have her a charming smile so she will come down sisi I'm sorry but she didn't say anything, I open the car deedy was setting at the other end of the car while amaan my junior brother was setting at the middle quietly even though he doesn't like school.
On our way to school we are all silent in the car. Amaan break the silent oh no! I forgot my lunchbox at home , the anger that shows on Deedy face is indescribable because as if fire will come out of her head , she grab his ear scold him you big head you always forget your lunchbox at home on purpose because you don't want to go to school. We are not going back you will stay hungry today so that next time you won't forget, I did not talk she will turn on to me too because I'm the main reason for her been late. Amaan if I drop you at school I will bring your lunchbox ok! Thank you uncle ussy.
I was imaging how the school look like on my head because I have never been to Deedy school before. We drop Amaan at his school where I did my primary and head on to our school. As we approached the school gate a sense of excitement bubbled inside me the tall iron gate stood wide open welcoming students into a world of learning and discovering. Beyond them the school stretched out like a place of endless possibilities.
The pathway leading inside was line with lush green trees and red flowers, their leaves whispering in the morning breeze. The flowers beds on either side bloomed in burst of color adding warmth to the sturdy brick walls of the school building. Students hurried in their laughter and chatter filling the air ,while teachers greeted them with kind smiles. The school bell rang clearly and crisp ,signaling the start of a new adventure. From the gate, I could see the playground bustling with energy, the classroom waiting to be filled with ideas and dreams take shape.
I head to the assembly ground where the students lined up according to their classes Deedy shows me the jss1 line, I join them immediately. All the teachers are standing waiting for the principal to come . The principal walk towards the assembly ground, with a dignified stride his presence commanding quite respect. Dress ina crisp suit he carried an air of authority, yet his expression was calm and composed. Teacher stood at attention and students straightened their posters eyes following him with admiration and a hint of nervousness. As he reached the murmurs faded into silent, his sharp gaze swept o er the crowd acknowledging every students as if he saw potential in each one. With a gentle clearing of his throat he spoke his voice steady firm and filled with wisdom. His words carried encouragement, discipline and a reminder that everyday at school was a step towards greatness.
For a moment the assembly ground felt like the heart of the school, beating with purpose and unity under his watchful eyes. With a nod of approval he signal the start of the day, when the assembly is over I followed my classmates to our class.