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MY FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL.
The family was extremely excited that day. My parents had taken me to the temple the previous day and my bag was packed with great care. I was to go to School for the first time in my life.

I was three years old and I still remember the day I first went to school. My father came to drop me to my classroom and helped me to get familiar with my teacher and class. I hated the thought of being away from home for so many hours. Tears rolled down my
checks as I got off the car and held my father’s hand.

My father could sense my fear and tried to cheer me up by drawing my attention to the playground where the swings were inviting me to come and play. I felt a little better as I saw many other boys and girls entering the class where I had to go.
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