You think school is just a building, right? With classrooms, playgrounds, corridors, stairs, bells, homework and rules! But “I” am more than that — I am your school, the place where you learnt things, yes, but also where you ran late, tripped on the stairs, slid down railings you weren’t supposed to, and hid from your friends under the staircase or maybe bunked classes and sat hiding in the auditorium.

Yeah! I know that! However, I don’t like it when you say you hate me… I’m the quiet one, not complaining about your behaviour when you run through trash, scratching my walls and stomping all over me every day… but I never complain. In fact, I miss everything about you. Because honestly, you complete me. You make me who I am.

But yes, kids love holidays; I get it. So you disappear suddenly. Remember the last week of last year? I was sad… You were........

© Dawn Young Magazine