Essay on the Happiest Moment in My Life!

Every man in his life faces the ups and downs. Sorrows and pleasures are two parts of life. In fact, life is full of bad as well as good incidents.

Some of them are forgotten with the passage of time while others leave an everlasting impression on the mind. We do not forget them for the whole of our life. We enjoy the moments of pleasure while the moments of sorrow plunge us into despair. We cherish the moments of pleasure throughout our life.

Such a moment came to me last year when I learnt that I had stood first in the examination. It was really the happiest moment. It appeared that I have won the whole world. Though I had fared well in the examination, yet I was not hopeful of getting a first class. In fact, I was anxious for the result as some of the papers were not up to my expectation. As it was to lay the foundation of my career, it all the more added to my tension. Hence the moment I learnt about the result, I was relieved of all my tension. I was satisfied that I can give a proper direction to my career as per my wishes. I first of all thanked God for His kindness. He fulfilled my desires. I was pleased because all my friends have also ranked good marks. To celebrate our pleasure I, along with my other friends, chalked out a programme. We decided to go out for a picnic. We decided to go to Surajkund.

Next day we started for Surajkund at 10 a.m. We reached there in two hours because there was heavy flow of traffic. The picnic spot was also crowded. As it was a sunny weekend of winter, there were lots of people who had occupied the place. We too identified the place under the banyan tree. We laid our carpet there. We took out our snacks and other edibles which we had brought with us. First, we enjoyed a light refreshment. We had also brought camera with us. We took snaps in different poses. We listened to music. We danced and played also. But meanwhile the moment of enjoyment was interrupted by the loud cries of the people. We rushed to the cries and we were shocked to see that a small boy was drowning in the canal. He was crying for help.

One of my friends is well versed in the art of swimming. He immediately jumped into the canal. After a great struggle, he dragged him out of the canal. He was in a very critical condition. He was rushed to the hospital. With immediate care, his life could be saved. We postponed the whole programme in the midway and accompanied the sick boy. But we were pleased to see him regaining consciousness. The saving of one life was a source of tremendous pleasure.

Thus, it was a day of mixed pleasure. Not only a life was secured due to our timely help and assistance but it marked an important day in my career. The memory of this day is as fresh in my mind as if it has happened today.

   

Essay about My First Day at School.

I got up early in the morning on this day. I got myself prepared. With my father I started towards my new school.

We entered the office where I saw four men sitting behind the counter. My father got a form, from one of them.

He filled it. Then we entered the Principal’s office. My father gave the form to him. He looked at the form and struck a bell. At once a peon came in. He ordered him to take us to the staff room.

The peon led us to the room where I found the teachers round a long table. My tutor gave the form to one of them.

The teacher put my knowledge to test in English. He found me fit. Another teacher gave me five sums to solve.

I solved them easily. Both the teachers wrote something on the form. Again my father entered the Principal’s office.

He ordered for my admission. My father deposited my dues in the office. I was sent to IX- B classroom with a chit.

I went into the classroom and took my seat in the last row. In front of me there was a big blackboard on the wall.

Near it there was a de­cent chair and a table for the teachers on a raised platform. After a few minutes a teacher entered the classroom.

I gave the chit to him. He wrote my name in the register. The teacher was an interesting fellow. He passed a few funny remarks.

At the recess bell we rushed out of classroom . It was the leisure time. Some boys approached me. They cracked jokes.

One of them said, “From which jungle are you coming ?” I was silent. Fortunately three boys ran for my help.

They took me round the school building. They showed me reading room and library. I found the school hall beau tifully decorated with paintings.

As the bell rang we were again in the classroom. Four teachers attended their periods but none taught us.

At 12-30 the last bell went. The classes were over. When I reached home, I was quite glad. I told my mother about the new school. She was glad to hear the account of my first day.