School days were the best days we had in our lives. When I hear someone saying school, I go back to the days of beautiful memories- the days of pure friendship, love, joy, and care. I carry a bundle of memories of those golden days with me. But there is one incident that I consider to be very special and memorable. It is the incident that happened on the special day of the school- the annual day celebration of the academic year 2016-17. It was the year in which I was in the 10th grade. I was the head girl or the assistant school pupil leader of that year. I was all set and prepared to give the welcome note on the school day. I was also supposed to sit along with the dignitaries on the Dias. I had never expected the day would turn so special.
I came ready wearing a saree to the principal's room. We had all the guests there. I and the head boy had to walk along with all the guests to the stage. That was a very nice moment. I gave my welcome speech and the principal congratulated me on that. We were treated equally as the guests and made to feel very special. We lighted the lamp, released a magazine and I also received a prize for my academic performance. But guess what was more special? It was the proud feeling on the faces of my parents. My friends' parents were talking to my mom and my mom was so proud of telling them that the girl sitting there on the stage is her daughter. I had tears of joy when I was stepping down the stage.
Each day in school was special, but this day is etched in my mind for eternity. Never had I ever felt so special before that. The feeling cannot be described in words and gives me goosebumps every time I think about it.