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Finally!!!

Finally! After 1 and a half years, we are allowed to say hello to our dear friends and teachers!

Guess what, I went to school today! It's 1 and a half years since I went to my beloved school. 

I'd like to share with you what it was like at school.

First, let's just talk about the past.


You know how fun it was those days? We don't even have to care about social distancing, colds or fever. 

We just enjoy our time.

I wondered if I could put the activities that happened in school into words. And that too, I'm going to write about what happened today.

I was late. But when I reached the actual atmosphere of school, I saw 3 men in front of me. The first man checked my temperature and the other one sanitized my hands. The last man guided me inside.

There was a woman who guided me to my class, 4D. 

As I entered, I saw my teacher writing on the Smart Board with her stylus. She ordered me to sit behind a boy. No one was behind me. I saw my best friends.

I was sitting in the middle row, while my besties sat on the last row.

I had to write the HCF sums in my classwork. My math teacher had to take online and offline students. They call it Hybrid.

As the virus was present in the air, we were all wearing masks. I was wearing double masks for extra protection. I was the only one wearing uniform. The others were in colour dresses.

The History teacher was in for Hybrid classes. It was a test. The others would be doing the test in forms, while we have a writing test. 

Miss posted the assignment for the online students, and she showed the offline students a Word Document in the Smart Board. It was a test paper, we had to write it. 

However, we weren't able to complete the test and she promised us that we'll be continuing this tomorrow.

The break was actually taken away by History miss, and the Tamil period started. We learnt Thiruppavai.

The Arts period was skipped, so Tamil miss gave us a colouring paper. The online Arts class was also skipped, so, the principal took the classes for the online students,  she was also our science teacher.

And with this, school ended.

I enjoyed but actual school is better.

Wondering when this virus goes away.

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  1. Super Shriyandhaa. Fine write up. Back to school 🏫🏫

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  2. உன்னுடைய பள்ளி முதல்நாள் அனுபவம் மிகவும் அருமை. அன்புடன் விஜி பாட்டி.

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  3. You have expressed well your feeling of first day off line school after one and half year. I feel still you are longing for full strength inthe class without any fear of virus. God will answer prayers we will be back to normal soon.
    Pushpa patti

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