Thoughts of a Schoolgirl

(essay)

Somehow, one amazing day, everything seemed alarming to me. The birds did not sing as joyfully as before. The wind did not make noise and did not pick up the leaves, creating some small tornadoes. Nature foretold something bad.

My name is Kamila, that day I went to school. It was morning; I still wanted to sleep. My head hurt, and my eyes sometimes closed by themselves.

I lived with my grandparents, parents, sisters and brothers. Still now I adore them.

One more bell, I wondered how many of them I heard during all the years of my studies? Hundreds, or maybe thousands???

Lessons in which I almost fell asleep, but the classroom was still warm. This whole atmosphere beckoned and invited.

“I will always complain about this cursed school because it takes away hours of my life,” I thought.

Sometimes lovely letters would arrive during the lessons. Someone welcomed them, and someone wanted to joke. Someone was asking for help, and someone was wondering if you were sad.

This gave new emotions almost every day.

The sky darkened, the clouds poured rain like tears. This made me feel very uncomfortable.

But was it possible to pay attention to all these nature games when you were in the building?

Of course not.

Weekdays flew by so fast that you didn’t have any time to remember the date, so every day you crossed out the wrong number, writing the correct one on the top of your copybook. And so the minutes and hours, days and weeks, months and years went by, even now I can’t get used to the fact that it’s already 2022. So strange, but why?

The people I saw every day did not change for me, but grew older with me.

But my relatives, whom I had to see only on holidays, led me out of this delusion. For some reason it became scary.

Just games at breaks, conversations that didn’t make sense, laughter of the whole class. These people no longer seemed so foreign to me. I thought I was used to it.

What was wrong then? Some time-bending loop…

Why didnt it break my spirit? I didnt know. Maybe, my energy knew no bounds. I have always been CHEERFUL and OPTIMISTIC and remain so now…

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