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First day in a new classroom

by on February 23, 2013

Ah! A Horde of students.
Half of them are nervous. The other half, more so. Everyone seems quite intent on making just the right first impression. There seems to be an air of caution about the class. A sort of weird silence you’d expect only from a prison cell. What exactly are you supposed to say to your cell mate? Rumor has it, you don’t ask him why he’s in.

But I suppose that not everything is gloomy. There is always that one person willing to break the ice – crack through the coldness, that is the classroom.
Brilliant! Everyone seems a little less awkward. Everything seems a little more bright.
More speaking. A few bleak attempts at humor. A few half-laughs. Casual teasing. Lots of handshakes! A flurry of names hits you like a (insert boring subject) lesson.
There are a few people who know your name, and you don’t know theirs. Awkward. You discreetly ask around.

You’ve made a few acquaintances by the end of it. You make a mental note to look out for them the next day.
The day comes to an end. It wasn’t much of an ordeal; but you’re glad to be out. You want another chance. With all the intricacies involved, it’s truly a unique experience.

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