”The First Day” Characterization of the narrator The narrator of the story is 5 years old and from the low end of the social rank. She probably doesn’t have so many material opportunities‚ because her family are getting public assistance payments. Her father left her and her mother‚ she tells us: “…the last present my father gave before he disappeared into memory.” It seems like she a gentle girl and not so boisterous. When she meets a new person she doesn’t
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The best teacher is the one who suggests rather than dogmatizes‚ and inspires his listener with the wish to teach himself.” - Edward Bulwer-Lytton sarvepalli_radhakrishnan Image by surojitbasak2007 via Flickr Calcutta‚ India‚ Aug 26‚ 2011 (Washington Bangla Radio) In India 5th September is celebrated as Teachers’ day as a mark of tribute to the contribution made by teachers to the society. 5th September is the birthday of a great teacher Dr. Sarvapalli Radhakrishnan‚ who was a staunch believer
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My First Day at School: A school is place of learning for a child. It is a training ground for him. Here every child forms new associates‚ comes in contact with boys & girls of different temperaments and forms new ideas and habits. It is here that she prepares herself for the stage of life. So the right type of educational school is for great importance for her. I was enrolled in AVM Matriculation Higher Secondary school at the age of four. The memory of my first day in school is still fresh
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customary in our school that the 9th class students bid farewell to the 10th class. They make the parting day as much memorable as they can. They arrange a parting feast and bear all its expense; they do their best to make the function a success. The Last Day of my school This year 20th February was my last day at school. The school bell range as usual. The 10th class boys were sad in outlook. After the first period the teachers and the students of high classes met in the school hall. The Principal
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First Day I had just graduated high school about two months ago just starting my first semester in college. It was a summer semester and I started off taking three classes. This was all new to me my parents were no longer taking me and picking me up form school anymore. I would walk in the blaring Miami heat to the FIU engineering center then from there take the bus to the main campus. This was a special semester where I took all three classes with the same people who were all studying to
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gross cold I decided to go to school .the problem was i didnt knew that day was a holiday‚no it was not sunday but whatever day it was it was terrible.there is nothing like i am affectionate towards school but we students have to keep our work updated.the most weird thing was my mom didnt remembered it too. so after that i walked downstairs to my parking lot took my vehicle and drove .the first breeze made me astonished then the breezes didnt affect my will to go to school . at last when i reached near
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Pg.1 The First Day The story is narrated by an adult female who tells the story of her first day of school‚ when she was still very young and unfortunately‚ throughout the years‚ has become ashamed of her mother. The question is: does her first day occur “long before” she “learned to be ashamed” of her mother? Or is she learning to be ashamed before the story ends? In order to give an answer we must first understand what is the narrator ashamed of. The set-up for the beginning of the story
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was actually a pretty nice person. I had a somewhat unremarkable life‚ except for my mom being gone. I lived with my dad and my 7-year old brother in the suburbs. Life was hard sometimes‚ but I got through it. Eventually it came to the first day of school yet again. It was a typical first day of school. Rushing to get ready‚ finding the perfect outfit‚ cliche first-day-of-school pictures. When I got to school‚ everything was normal. Life was good. But‚ in a weird class I had called “Creative
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My Last Day At School The twelfth of February 1960‚ was my last day at school. I was full of mingled feelings of joy and sorrow. I was happy at the idea of freedom and preparatory holidays for full one month. I was sad at the thought of parting from my teachers‚ friends and Alma Mater. We were asked to come to school at 2 p.m. on that day. All the students of the 10th class were well-dressed. Everybody appeared at his best. First of all‚ we were photographed. Then we had a sumptuous feast
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nervous butterflies in my stomach. Today was mine and Cassie’s first day at the Jefferson Davis School‚ a former whites-only school‚ who wanted us to join. No one really knows why‚ but Mama agreed. Mama came into my room to get me out of bed‚ then to Cassie’s. Both of us were extremely anxious and did not want to go‚ but Mama did not want to hear it‚ so we kept quiet and obeyed. After dressing up in our nice clothes and eating a good breakfast‚ we ran to ride the bus for the very first time. Cassie and
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