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TEA FROM AN EMPTY CUP

chamo41

chamo41

China

September 27, 2006
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Yesterday afternoon, I passed by the junior high school which I had studied in for 3 years.

I saw a chalkboard placed in front of the school gate, and some students’ names were sketched on it. I surely knew they were the students who had been late for school in the morning. I really feared this chalkboard 8 years ago.

It also reminded me of my life in this school. I always argued with my deskmate about insignificant things, and sometimes we even fought with each other. Today, I don’t know where he is.

When I was a student in it, I had some friends. Unfortunately, one of them died from a traffic accident 3 years ago. My comfort is the knowledge that others are living their lives in happiness.

No doubt, the school is much more beautiful than that in the old days, and I don’t remember some of my teachers’ names, however, I find that I am much familiar with the school camp. It makes me puzzled if I still study in it.

In retrospect, there were happiness and pains. We went through all of them, and then grew into adults.

12:07 AM Sep 30 2006

chamo41

chamo41
China

 youngstar, thanks for your comment! you are a kind person, i expect that we'll be good friends!~Smile

10:42 AM Sep 29 2006

youngstar

youngstar
Nigeria

Hello mo, I feel you because I have felt the same way like you did but I always remind my self "all I have is the memory and I have to move on in life because there are many more challanges and frienships ahead". I could remenber back then in high shool when our seniors will be punishing us, we always come together to encourage ourself and we call it then "school life" there was this strong bond among us. when we graduated we went to different university, cities...but I am still in touch with few of them . Because of my chioce of university, I went to another city, made new friends and move on. Last that I visited the school there were improvement in the school, I could still remember some teachers and their names but when visited our meeting point it was still intact and the beauty of it all was that my name is still boldly inscribe inside the wall. I learn something that day that in everyday of my life, I must do my best in changing my environment and peoples lives "positively" because I can be there forever but I can always leave memories and legacy behind because it si only by that , that we are remenbered.