Wednesday, February 6, 2008,
I woke earlier than expected, unable to contain both the excitement and nervousness I had inside me. It was the first day of my secondary school life. What do I bring? Who were my new teachers? These questions swan in my mind. I tried ignoring them, but they remained. Soon, I found myself carrying a bulky and heavy bag on the way to school, in my father’s car.
Upon reaching the school’s foyer, I hurriedly climbed the nearby staircase, fearing that I might be late. Standing outside the hall and looking around curiously, I realized there was a commotion. I knew all secondary one students were to assemble in the school hall, but surprisingly, there was a crowd of students ranging from different levels, waiting outside. Inquisitively, I waited with them, feeling awkward. A few moments later, there was a loud bell. Immediately, many students who were gathered outside started moving towards the side of the hall. I followed and soon found myself inside the hall. The hall was like a miniature Olympic stadium, with bright lighting that filled the hall. With signs that helped indicate classes, I soon sat down at my class, with a few confused faces following my lead. After morning assembly, classes of all levels were led by their teachers to their class respectively. We were taken into a classroom on the ground floor. Our teacher introduced herself and after we greeted her, she gave us our timetable schedule. We were told to introduce ourselves, followed by some ice-breaker games. An example was the “Blow wind Blow” game. An individual would have to stand in the middle while the rest of the class would sit down on chairs in a circle formation. When the person in the middle says “Blow to people with their shoes on!” , students with their shoes on, would have to get up, and try to find a seat. Those who do not have a seat would have to be the person who shouts. The ice-breaker games really helped to break the ice and helped us to get to know one another better.
At the end of the day, we were told that there would be a Secondary One orientation camp the next day. Looking years back, I feel that the Secondary One orientation camp made a big difference in getting to know my classmates and other students better.
(This was my homework!)
Labels: My First Day of Secondary One in 2005
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