Mariel25: My school years ^

They say that children are the footsteps of their parents. This is true, given the fact that my mother from the 2 form received creditable sheets and I supported and continued this tradition.

my mother, 1986.

I, 2002.

I, 2004.

Now I want to talk you about my school years, and about my impressions from the school in general.
September 1, 2000 at the age of 6 I went to a large building with many windows, rooms and even more children and adults. It was the school.

my first teacher, Olga Mykolayivna.

I with my mother.

I with my grandmother)).

Perhaps from my confusion and fear I do not remember everything, but tears at the sight of what I have to go there every day were accurate. One day, when my first teacher, Olga Mickholaovna made with us poetry rehearsal, I went with my father. I forgot the words of the poem. And when to my Dad said prompted me the missing words, my father said that he do not know the words. Them know my mother. Everyone was funny, but I cried again.

I remember when I studied in elementary school at the 2-nd form, I have not understood the clock. Once when I woke up and did not see around no mother (she was at work), nor dad (he went to the neighbor), I was frightened that I had slept lessons. I quickly dressed and made hairstyle, took the bag in my hands and went to school. It was seven o'clock in the morning. Dad frightened, he did’nt knew where to look for me, but I as if nothing had happened was waiting for the teacher. Since that time I have learned to understand the clock.

At the primary school in my class trained 28 children. I had a very good first teacher who always supported, well explained the new material and if it was necessary ably calmed.

In 2004 in Tvirzhanska school made repairs. It's all thanks to our direktor, Chapak Boris Fedorovuch.

In 2005 I moved to Grade 5 to gain a secondary education. I had new subjects, new teachers and new friends, because in order to get a basic and upper secondary education in Tvirzhanska school, 4 new pupils came from another village - 3 girls and 1 boy.

The first and only time when the school director put me in the corner was in the 9th grade. I with the girls were ranning to the class during the lesson, and as our director is a ghost (he is old and slow, and everywhere being) caught us on the way to class. On that day our form performed to the holiday of New Year. I found some photos from that day.

There are some photos from the day when we were doing a school video..

The last bell, 2013.

June 18, 2012 for our 11th grade was a solemn day of school as September 1, 2000. I cried as it was then in 2000, but there were other tears, tears of gratitude to teachers, sorrow for the school and classmates.
My graduation day.