THE STORY OF MY CHILDHOOD

THE STORY OF MY CHILDHOOD
I was born in Awati , a small village in Uttar Pradesh district gazipur. I had no interest in studies, I used to hang out with friends all day long and was engrossed in sports all day long.
As soon as I turned 3 years old, my father sent me to a primary school in the village, but I did not study there either. There was no education in that school. I was 3 years old and used to sit in my sister’s fifth class. Whenever I went, I used to sit in someone else’s class, lunch was provided in the school itself, when I turned 4, my uncle asked me if I wanted to study in the city. I had never seen the city. I told him yes. My uncle was in the army and lived in the city, coming to the village only occasionally. Then one day I came to know that my uncle was actually taking me to the city, would get me admission and would teach me there. I was also happy because I loved travelling. Then we left for the city. That day I sat in a train for the first time. I was having a lot of fun. I sat glued to the window the whole day and kept looking outside. After about 18 hours we reached uncle’s house. I had a lot of fun there for about 2-3 months but now the day has come for which I was brought here. The school admission was going to be in March and they were going to send me to nursery. Before leaving, my uncle taught me himself. Whatever was taught to me in the nursery class, I taught it at home and I also studied well. When the admissions started in March, my name was enrolled in the nursery class When I went to this school for the first time, I was stunned that the school was not at all like the village school, all the children there were in clean uniforms and there were many swings too.
I also made many friends there with whom we used to play and have fun. Studying there was also good. The teachers used to show poems on TV and also taught us painting and drawing. I enjoyed school a lot.
Now it was my turn to put me in first class. My Uncle daughter used to study in YO K V school which is a very well known school, when I passed UKG class, for 1st class my family wanted to send me to the same school where Uncle daughters studied.
When admissions for first class started, my form was also filled. I faced a lot of barriers to entry. But I was not admitted. It had been 2 months. The first class batch had started and I was sitting at home. Now no one expected that I would get admission but around 11:00 I got a call saying that you can come for admission. seat is vacant
I and my family were very happy and took me to school. When I came to school, I was stunned to see the school. It was such a big school, there were flowers, trees and plants everywhere, children were playing.
My admission was done and I was asked to come the next day, so Taya bought uniform, copy book, tiffin box, shoes etc. for me and brought it home. The next day when I went to school I was a little nervous. There were two sections in every class in school. There was a section there but at that time I did not know my section so I saw B written on the door and went inside. There were no familiar kids in the class, so I went and sat quietly alone on a bench. When it was time for attendance, I came to know that my section was A. Then I went to section A and I was very happy. Because
Because my friend from nursery class was also in the same class, that day I truly understood the saying that whatever God gives, he gives by tearing the roof.
Of course, I missed two months of my studies, but in studies I was the best in the class and besides, I had even defeated my seniors in the dictation test. At the end of the session, I and a girl topped the class and got 100% marks. And that day he also took a photo of me and a girl to be published in the school tribune. After a month, I was in second grade. There was a fat boy in our class who bullied everyone and many children were afraid of him. One day he came to hit me but I was no less than anyone, I was the one who pushed him and made him fall down. When I hit him and made him fall, all the children started laughing and then they all came to be my friends. Since then we have been together. The class was divided into two teams, one of mine and one of that fat boy .Many times there would be arguments between the two teams but every time we would win. The reason for this was also that a boy had taken admission in our class, he was the tallest and strongest child in the class and that is why the members of the other team did not mess with me much. There was a special thing in our team that we did not consider anyone weak in our team, if anyone needed any help, we would come together and help him, due to which our team survived for a long time, at that time we used to get very little money. Well, we used to buy a packet of Guru Chela for one rupee. And he would give two ball each to the children of our team and we all would happily divide those two tablets and eat them and become happy. During lunch time in school, my team members always used to chant their team slogans. I tried to explain to him that slogans are not raised in school but he was not going to agree .Once my team was raising slogans for our team and then a boy of 12th class came near us and he refused to raise slogans and started scolding us, at that time I was a little scared that the matter of the slogan might reach the teacher. And from the teacher to the parents, but my team friends were not afraid and said, mind your own business We all will shout slogans for our team. When my friends criticized that boy in front of everyone, he ran away. Then I made him a rule that no one should raise slogans of his team in school or outside and if anyone raises slogans, he will be thrown out of the team. They did not feel bad about what I said and never raised slogans again.
Once when we were in third grade, there was no teacher in the class. So a tug of war competition started between two teams of our class. In the beginning everything was fine and we were winning but a member of the other team held the handle of the cupboard, we did not realize it at all and we applied force due to which the handle of the cupboard broke, after this the teacher scolded everyone. Everyone apologized to the teacher and sat at their places.
I had a lot of fun in my childhood, then when I passed fifth grade and went to sixth grade, I thought why not give up this team sport and now both the teams should unite and become friends together. I told this to the leader of the other team and he liked it, then we left the team game and we all started studying and having fun together…