Literary Work E- Magazine 5E

DIARY ENTRY
Shifting to Jaipur from a town
By - Tripti Gupta
I am going to take you back in the golden memories of 2015 when my dream
turned into reality. I can’t forget the month of March 2015, when my father surprised
me with his decision of shifting to Jaipur for my good education. When I
came to know about it, my happiness danced across my heart. I ran as fast as
lightning to share the news with my friends. They couldn’t believe it and burst
into laughing. I failed to convince them and decided to return home because I
had to do lots of packing.
Everybody was engaged in packing. Lots of thoughts bubbled in my mind of my
family members. I was on cloud nine. The session of my new school was going
to begin from 1st April and at that time, I already had my exams going on in the
previous school and never wanted to miss the company of my childhood
cool shade of the old banyan tree, which was our favorite gossip corner. After
school, we used to meet and giggle about by discussing the funniest moment of
the day.
While traveling from Nawa to Jaipur, many negative thoughts floated my mysterious
mind. I was afraid about the culture of the school. I was even terrified
about the behavior of the students, and how I would make friends .I was more
worried about their language. I was habitual of speaking my native language,
Hindi, but in my new school, it was compulsory to speak in English. I couldn’t
communicate in English. I managed to learn a bit of English from someone.
When I started learning English, I realized that it was very easy. It was fun to
learn and understand English.
Now, I reached my new house. I was amazed to see that wonderful house because
I had never stayed in Jaipur. My neighbors were very kind-hearted and the
children I met in the park were very friendly and well-mannered.
The day to attend my new school finally came. I was dropped there by my sweet
parents. I was pleased to see the grand design of the building. In the beginning, I
felt that it was a wonderful wonderland. The receptionist took me to the class
and I was greeted by all the children and teachers. I was not able to memorize
my friend’s names. I was allotted in section ‘E. The colorful classroom was as
huge like a palace. We also read colorful storybooks.
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