The first day of school I remember was my first day of primary school. The school was a small public one in my hometown, about 15 minutes away from my house. My mother took me there on her motorbike, and I remember holding my new backpack tightly because I was both nervous and excited.
When we arrived, everything felt so big and new—the classrooms, the playground, even the smell of new books. The teacher was very kind and introduced herself warmly. She helped each of us find our seats and made us feel welcome. During the break, I played with a few classmates who later became my close friends.
At first, I was shy and didn’t talk much, but by the end of the day, I was laughing and enjoying myself. I felt proud of being a “real student” for the first time. That day is unforgettable because it marked the start of my school journey.