The most beautiful memories ♥️

How fast has time passed? I went to school crying the first day and am now a university student. Time passed quickly. But in my memories I was still a schoolboy.

I was first admitted to the primary section of  R / Mahinda College, a small school in the village. Although it was a small school at that time, it is a pleasure to see that it has developed a lot today. Even though the school is small, the connection with it is great. It was at that school that I passed the first milestone of my life. So I still remember Mahinda College with love and respect.

Then I will enter R / Gankanda Central College. It was a turning point in my life. Although I was saddened to leave Mahinda College in the early days, I met many friends from different villages in Gankanda.Being a mixed school I was able to make a lot of friends.It helped me get used to the new school life. 

We learned, went to sports, fought, befriended again, were punished, went to outdoor activities. A few of us spend most of our time in the dance room.My favorite place in school was the dance room. Even though it was a small room, I learned a lot from it. The dance teachers were the closest to us. The dance room was a busy place during dance competitions. I spent most of my time in school in the dance room.

The trips from school were a lot of fun. Pick the best bus, to the back seat, we competed with each other. We went to difficult places with the help of everyone.During the Vesak season the whole school was decorated by everyone together. 

Although I did well in GCE Ordinary Level, I did not want to go to another school because I was so attached to Gankanda School. A / L was the most memorable time. Because we were the oldest students in the school. We took the lead in all school activities. There is so much to write and say during this time. But I think it's more interesting to remember them alone.

As I wander through the memories alone, a smile appears on my face and tears well up in my eyes. School is where it is today, but we are not there. Instead there are other students. Only memories remain. It will be the happiest day of my life if I get a chance to go back to school one day.

When I was a kid why did I cry when I could not go to school? I ask myself, if I get a chance to go back to school, will I still cry? Yes I cry that I can not give up school life. School is the happiest time of my life that I will never get back.