Last weekend, while cleaning my bedroom, I came across an album and found a photo of me onthe first day coming to school – a day filled with special emotions. It was a sunny day withmany white clouds. My mom was the person that accompanied me to school. On the way toschool, i could see many other children around my age are going to school like me, some ofthem were crying a lot. Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at the school. Mom said goodbye to meand suddenly i bursted into tears. I felt lonely and scared because there was no one beside methen. Then a woman came by my side. She had a bright smile and a gentle face which remindedme of my mom. With a warm voice, she introduced to me that she was my teacher. I had thought that teacher was someone that would punish me when I made mistakes, but my first impressionwas a little different from my expectation, she was like a sweet angel. Later, she took me to mynew class.There are a lot of new friends. Sitting at my place, looking around the classroom, Iwas impressed by the colourful and lovely space here. It was painted in bright colours with alarge book shelf at the corner, filled with comics and toys, which were all well-organised. Afterthat, the very first lesson at school got started. Beside learning to spell and write, I was alsotaught to sing, to draw pictures and was told a lot of interesting stories, which made me reallyexcited. It was my first day studying at school, quite a long time ago but still gives me a sense ofnostalgia for my carefree childhood