I still remember the day I entered XI B, full of strange faces and a lot of lively noise. I bet everybody was excited and nervous about being in one of the life defining classes. A few days after sitting in the class recluse the silence started to break and I slowly began to converse with the new class mates sharing polite smiles and a few laughs. The friendship’s began that would blossom into something beautiful. We passed into twelfth std. The class became known for its unity. Through thick and thin the tenth students are known to stick together. The class is made up with people with all different interest’s talents and sizes. There are jokesters , who crack jokes to keep he class lively, dancers, athletes, artists and “padipists” who make up the different colors of the class’s pallet.
Sure there is a bit of resistance amongst people of different strata and a few strings that are still struggling to from the perfect knot. Yet the ones, which have tangled themselves in strong friendship, are a unique sort. We share a similar kinds of rebellious behavior towards particular subjects school including teachers decisions. In a way this adds to our unity. Our class strives towards fun entertainment and PT without doing this a few of us couldn’t smile. Our class is like people each of us are a vital part. We need everyone in order to be a whole.
Hariharan of XII - B
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