One tense and somewhat painful experience, which I remember is one that many people never forget, my first day of school. I was just starting infant school and it was a tense affair. In those days I was a cheerful and happy kid who liked to work and play in the great outdoors, I loved the fresh, sumptuous air on a cool afternoon. But this day was going to be alot more painful then any day at school before. The day started well. I got up and was ready for my first day. The morning was fresh; the smell of daffodils crammed the air.

The air was cool, even though the ravaging heat of the sun was pulsating down on me. I could hear the sweet, sensational singing of the birds and I thought to myself, this might not be a bad day. As I got in the car, I was eager to get the first day out of the way. The day was hot, so my shorts kept me cool. 5 minutes later, I rendezvoused at the school entrance. My heart started to thud, I got a twitch nervous. I walked with my mother towards my classroom door. My classroom was near the back. There was a pathway with old, wrinkly trees on the side.

Then there was a wall and some steps on the far left hand side. And just beyond the wall and steps was the entrance. I waited with my mum anxiously. Suddenly the haunting sound of the bell rang. My destiny awaited me. ” Have a good day a school dear “, my mum said. ” Ok “, I replied nervously. I scurried along. But for some bizarre reason, I had the urge to climb onto the wall. Being the adventurous outdoor type person I was, probably explains the reason why I did. I climbed the oldish, weathered wall, which looked frightfully high.

Get off there! “, my mother cried out. I listened to her straight away and jumped off. But to my despair I didn’t jump off as silky smooth as I had want to. The slippery slime which had been caused by weathering, made me slip slightly. I came bearing down on ground. The floor consisted of solid concreted and super sharp stones. Amazing I landed on one foot and I brought my second foot to ground safely. I thought I was fine but then my balanced because uncontrollable. I swayed left and right and body started to face the ground.

I was like a plane, which had just been hit. It seemed to take forever for the result of my foolishness. Eventually I came to ground with a loud ‘thud’. I fell like as if I had been shot in the back. I landed on my knees and the pain was unbearable. I skidded along the ground. The skin ripped off, like a gang of lions ripping of the skin of an animal. I came to a final halt. I was flat on my face in pain. The pain was throbbing. I was crying like mad. My tears were gushing out of my eyes. It was like the Nile was flowing out of my eye-sockets.

My mum came rushing towards me. ” Hashpal, are you all right? Are you badly hurt “, she said tensely. I didn’t say anything, I just carried on crying. My knee was grazed badly. The blood was oozing down my leg. I was quickly rushed inside the building; the first aid kind was brought out. I saw the teacher cleaning up the wound. Suddenly she an antiseptic on it. I howled with pain. The stinginess was unbearable. It was 10 times worse than a bee-sting. The wound was bandaged and I finally settled.