Today, I went to my school for the 81st Annual Day celebration — the same school where I studied from 1st to 8th standard. Walking into that place after so many years felt like stepping back into my childhood.
I met my teachers — my English teacher, my 5th standard teacher, science teachers, and our headmistress. I also met my school friends from classes 1 to 8. Seeing everyone again brought back so many memories.
I met Muthammal (classmate) , who studied with me from 6th to 8th standard. She is now married and has two children. Life has changed so much,
One of the most emotional moments was seeing the tree we planted together during our 6th–8th standard days. That tree is still there, growing strong — just like the memories we created in that school.and anand i met him after long time.
Some buildings are no longer there, but many things remain exactly the same as they were during our school days. As we walked around, we spoke about our memories — how we participated in annual day programs, how excited we were to stand on stage, and how proud we felt when we won prizes.
Goals I Set as a School Student
During my school days (1st to 8th standard), I always had three goals:
- To win a sports prize
- To get a no-leave prize
- To become a rank holder (1st rank)
I set these goals seriously during my 6th and 7th standards, but I couldn’t achieve them then. I felt disappointed — but I didn’t give up.
In 8th standard, everything changed.
I won three prizes in one year:
1st prize in long jump
No-leave prize
1st rank
From 1st to 8th standard, I studied only in this school. I don’t know if anyone else achieved all these together —maybe someone did, maybe not — but for me, it was a huge personal victory.
I remember telling myself:
“Before I leave this school, I must win all three prizes.”
And it really happened.
Lessons That Stayed in My Blood
During my last few school days, I stopped talking to some boys. and teachers try to convince me to spoke to them.
I also used to come late regularly — and honestly, even today, these habits are still with me. Some things never change; they become part of our blood.
But this school also gave me discipline, confidence, and short-term goal setting — habits that still guide my life.
Teachers Who Changed My Life
We used to call our English teacher “Blade” because her advice was always sharp and honest. One day she said:
“I am a sharp blade, not an unsharp blade.”
That line is still fresh in my mind.
When I spoke with my teachers this time, they told me something very special:
My 5th standard teacher(vassuki)try to get remember my name through this..
I was from the first batch of students who won prizes through the NMMS scholarship, and many students were selected after that.
At first, my teacher couldn’t remember my name — but suddenly she remembered me while talking. That moment touched my heart deeply.
Because of the NMMS scholarship, I was able to buy the mobile phone I am using today. That support changed my life.
When I won, the school even put up a banner in the village. Seeing that banner pushed me strongly to believe:
“One day, I must give something back — especially through education.”
Proud to Be a Government School Student
Maybe because I studied in a government school, I always feel a strong responsibility to guide others. Even today, I believe that my future — and my children’s future — should stay connected to government education, just like this school where I studied.
One sentence my teacher once corrected still stays with me:
“You should say ‘at least’, not ‘as atleast’.”
I will never forget that.
A Funny Memory I’ll Never Forget 😄
The day after Annual Day, I came late again — but still won three prizes.
One prize stuck with other price broke , and everyone tried to split it. and then i try it to split by put it on the windows gaps on the iron bars. I pulled it and took it.
and english teacher said
"athu avanoda price avan vitruvana atha".
That moment still makes me smile.
Little Details I’ll Never Forget
My birthday is on 17th September, and my English teacher’s birthday is on 18th September. That closeness always felt special to me.
My English teacher taught me something very important:
Present: read (pronounced "reed")
Past Tense: read (pronounced "red")
Past Participle: read (pronounced "red")..
Past Tense: Yesterday, I read (red) that book.
Past Participle: I have read (red) that book already.
Small corrections like this shaped my confidence in English. and this is still helped me on my college papers and interviews.
One day, I thought I had fever and sat quietly in class. My English teacher suddenly asked everyone:
“What is your aim?”
and every one came front and said something..
when my turn is come ,i went front and tell"............."
did u remember??( to english teacher.)
then i answered u said clap everyone.. and every one ask why what he said ... and u explained it..
Discipline That Shaped Me
During my school days, I once used bad words at home. My mother came to school and complained to the teacher.
In front of the whole class, my teacher said:
"everyone should call him as "..bad person..""
That moment was painful and embarrassing — but it changed me forever. It taught me self-control and respect.
A Flashback From College Life
When I moved to college, I spoke freely with everyone and did many things. There, bad words were spoken very casually by many people.
One day, my friend George told me:
“I like you because even though you mix with everyone, you never use bad words.”
That was a very special moment for me. I realized that my school and teachers had quietly shaped my character.
Teachers I Still Miss
I miss my Maths teacher and 4th standard teacher — I’m sorry I’ve forgotten her name.
I also miss Saraswathy teacher and Latha teacher.and drawing sir music teacher, Sewing Tailoring Teacher.
About Our Music Teacher
One of my friends, Anand, recently met our music teacher by chance.
Even after so many years, she recognized him by his voice and asked him,
“How are you?”
She may be blind by her eyes, but not by her heart.
That moment reminded me how deeply teachers touch our lives — sometimes in ways that go beyond sight and time.
In school, we always used to call them just “Teacher, Teacher”. Remembering teacher’s names later feels like a big task — but the values they taught us are unforgettable.
A Memory from My 8th Standard – Writing a Poem About My Mother
During my 8th standard, our teacher gave us an English assignment to write a poem about our mother.
Every Sunday, a newspaper used to come to our house. In that paper, there was a section in Dinamalar where poems were published. I think it was for Mother’s Day special. here they writen a poem about Mother.
I read one poem about a mother from that newspaper, and I liked it very much. I copy that poem from the paper and put on my assignment and I cut that poster from the paper pasted it for my assignment.
Later, the teacher asked everyone to read their poems in front of the class. When my turn came, I read it.
After listening, the teacher said,
“I feel like I have read this poem somewhere before.”
I became a little scared. I thought,
“Maybe they think I copied it, and they may reduce my marks.”
But the teacher smiled and said,
“It’s okay. At least you read it well and understood it.”
Then she appreciated me in front of the whole class, and everyone clapped. That moment made me very happy.
After that day, I started going regularly to the nearby mad Pot shop to read newspapers. I thought,
“Maybe this will help me for my next assignment.”
That habit stayed with me for a long time.
Prize Distribution Function – A Moment of Surprise
During the prize distribution function, I was truly shocked.
I could hear the names of so many different games being announced — games that didn’t exist during our time.
I also noticed that the new generation students’ names sounded very different from ours.
Listening to all this made me realize how times change — new games, new names, new generations — but the spirit of school celebrations remains the same.
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