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My Old School

A school is not any building, but It's a pretty entity that elevates Us up in life anytime... We don't go to school just to sit In there, but We learn from what our teachers give Us anytime... I did love my old school that enriched Me with all kinds of knowledge... I loved all my teachers who taught me How to be or not to be... I loved my classmates who accompanied Me through those years of learning... I loved my whole books and my whole Notebooks that I lined in them all my Pretty ideas and all my wonderful thoughts... My old school contained everything that Helped me to be a pretty figure among My whole friends and my whole companions... I do keep my old school's memories in My heart and in my mind for ever and ever... ______________________________________________________________________

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