Introduction: Our world is like a stage. We are merely its players. We enact many a drama of joy and sorrow continuously during our life time. One man in his time plays many a part. Let me quote the words of Shakespeare,
“all the world’s a stage, and all the man and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances”
my school life amounts to such a part of my dramatic life.
Mystery of life: mysterious are the ways of god. Man’s creation on earth is all the more mysterious. The sheer reality of our life on earth is that one moment we laugh in joy and the next moment we burst in tears. Actually, our earthly life is just like a bubble. Many an event of joy and sorrow of our life lies stored up in the pages of our memory. But all of them are not equally important and worth memorizing to us. Most of them among them more than often peep through the window of our mind’s eye and give us either joy or sorrow. I have also a few finger-counted events of both joy and sorrow stored up in my memory which are worthy to be remembered. The memory of my last day at school or farewell day is one of them. It is still glittering vividly on my mind’s eye like the glittering stars studded in the sky.
My feelings: my school life continued at a stretch for five years in the patuakhali government jubilee high school. Now my turn to leave the school came up. Our coaching classes were dissolved. A farewell ceremony was arranged for us. The date was fixed on the 10th February, 2012. it was my last day at school. The school auditorium was decorated nicely for occasion. We, the examinees, turned up in the school auditorium in time. We looked at each other very sadly and found everyone pain-stricken. My feelings on the day were blended with both of joy and sorrow. I felt sorrow because it was the end of my school life. I felt happy because I was going to cross over to a higher stage of life. A proverb also goes.
‘the old order changed yielding place to the new.’
Speeches of students: the function started with recitation from the holy Quran. Our headmaster presided over the meeting. We were first garlanded by the junior students. Then a student of class 9 gave a moving and heart-rending farewell speech. He expressed his gratitude to us for our ling and deep association with them as well as with the school. Then two other students took part in speeches. Next came up the turn of delivering speeches from among the outgoing students. I spoke on behalf of them.
I addressed a few words with eyes full of tears. First, I expressed my heart-felt gratitude to my reverend teachers for their untiring efforts and loving care for us. Next, I begged pardon to them for any unintentional offence done to them by us. Then I told our junior students to forgive and forget if any wrong was done to them by any one of us. I suggested them to do their business with utmost devotion, endive and sincerity and make their life sublime following the footprints of the outstanding greaten of the world. While I was delivering speech, I was feeling extremely sad thinking of my separation from my mother like institution. My voice was so choked up with emotions that I could not express my feelings well. It was too painful for me to bear the separation.
Speeches of teachers: our beloved teachers gave us valuable instructions. We all listened to them with rapt attention. In the end, our headmaster gave a passionate speech. He gave us some pieces of valuable advice to follow in our future course of life. He advised us never to be downcast and try again and again and yet again and over again to attain the supreme success in life. Let me quote his words,
“though you stumble of boys, never be downcast, try again and again, you will succeed at last.”
Taking leave of teachers: the function came to an end with the speech of the headmaster. We went our teachers to take leave of them and ask their blessings. We touched their feet one by one. They patted our heads with fatherly affection and gave us their best blessings. Then we got into the headmasters room. We touched his feet quite respectfully. He spoke with us very affectionately. We never found him as affectionate as we found him on that day. He said that the name and fame of the school depended on our brilliant results. He also expressed his good wishes, love and blessings for us. We were greatly impressed by his kind words.
Conclusion: we all left school with heavy hearts. While leaving we couldn’t help casting our longing and lingering look at our great and noble institution. It seemed to me that the day had passed away so swiftly. This reminded me of the poet’s saying,
“the day so soon has glided by, even like the passage of an angel’s tear.”
Though the ceremony came to an end, my imagination kept roaming about with my senses all over the passed-by way. I felt like saying, ‘backward, turn backward, time in you flight!’ it is needless to say that the memory of my last day at school will remain ever fresh in my mind.