Before I share my experiences, let me first introduce myself to the readers. I am Ahmad Shah from Grade 5 Jade of FWS. I believe that sharing is the best way to be heard and noticed. Whatever the objective of the writers may be, they know best—but I am clear about my own way of sharing my school experiences. To be honest, school life feels boring because of the same routine: getting up from the comfort zone, catching the bus, spending time with classmates, learning, playing, and doing all the things that label you as a student. I’m sure many of you, as students, would agree with what I mean. But no—elders have their own way of looking at it. They often respond by saying that school life is the only time meant for fun. Maybe their experience was like that, but today, classrooms feel like tiny pockets where challenges and competition breathe in and out. One has to live in it as part of the survival of the fittest.
I am a pupil who enjoys going to school, mainly because my friends are like open books I can read, and Physical Education is a real treat in the timetable. Apart from wishing never to feel caged, Mathematics is my favourite subject. Multiplication was once hard to grasp—after all, as they say, one has to learn the tables by heart. Thanks to my math teacher’s wise insight that multiplication is nothing but repeated addition, I felt \great relief, and since then, I have never looked back. What makes me share this story is that I am the only boy in the class with the highest number of sticky notes, almost holding a whole corner that I proudly call my library. Besides Mathematics, my heart always drifts to football. God knows why that leather globe inspires me to step out of class and live with its rotations and swings. Let me pause to share a moment of delight with my readers. Once, we had a football match: Purple House vs. Yellow House. I managed to surpass the goalkeeper four times, making the ball explore what the nets of the goalpost looked like. I wasn’t the only one—Ehaan scored twice and Rehan once. That was a moment I will never forget.
Sometimes, blessings in disguise work wonderfully, and in my case, it was like watching a rainbow from the balcony at will. I was often known as Nadiya Ma’am’s son. Everyone respected me—perhaps because they thought I might pass on anything they did to my mom. But I never did that, as I wanted to create my own identity at school. Now, with high esteem for my teachers, I would like to introduce them to my readers. There is one teacher I know whose name I won’t mention, because likes and dislikes are a matter of personal choice, and I won’t impose mine on others. One of my teachers is a chill person—he never gets mad, even if we create a fuss around him. The reason is known only to him, but his impressive knowledge of Science makes him worthy of mention. The teacher I hold closest to my heart is my Quran teacher. He awakened in me an urgency to read, understand, and memorize the holy verses. Whenever I face challenges in life, I recite them, and a sense of ease comes my way. Another teacher I must mention is one who, like me, is a fan of football. Because of this shared passion, he has become part of my team, not just in the classroom but in spirit. My English teacher, GP teacher, and others have also added many layers to my growing knowledge. Each of them has shaped me and a big thanks to all of them.
Now let me share something that lies deeply hidden within me, just as it does in many other students. The happiest moment of the day is when an announcement reaches our ears that a class teacher is on leave. Involuntarily, a cry rises from my heart, soaring to the highest peak of Everest, shouting, “PE, PE, PE!” Perhaps the only choice—and the reason is obvious: a bird cannot be caged for too long. Anyway, the classroom may sometimes feel like a trap, but within that confined place, every soul is refined and prepared to soar high. I look ahead with hope, eager to explore the world, the space above me, and all that surrounds me. One has to keep moving forward—and I am no exception.
By: Ahmad Shah 5th Jade
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