My first day at school is a day I will never forget . I went to school for the first time, when I was only six years old, but I can recollect all the happening on the day. The day before my going to school. My father asked me to keep my books ready.

The next morning I rose very early. Then I bathed and dressed myself neatly. Then my father took me to school. I was then taken into a classroom.

For sometime, I found myself helpless, but I did not take much time for me to be friendly with other students. After two periods, they began to tease me. I was very much annoyed. During recess, all my classmates gathered around me. One pulled my shirt where another pulled my car. A third boy challenged me for a fight. I was frightened and began to cry. My teacher seeing me crying came to me and asked me why I was crying, when l told him my ''story ''the teacher punished the boys and from that time onwards, they stopped bullying me.

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