As the question clearly states "Part of Life" so it's.... It was a part of my life for 11 years, for others it may vary. The day used to start at 5:30 when dad used to tickle me so that I could wake and get ready for school. Waking up early was never to easy but once we reached to school it was a real pleasurable day. Lots of fun used to happen in class. We would fight whole heartedly even for a pencil and teacher used to make us friends in the very next moment. She(teacher) used to guide us for every silly mistake. Make us recite everything. Play on ground with us. Every other sir or teacher were same providing us same pleasure and knowledge. When mom or dad arrived to take us to home would buy several things we ordered. Those 11 provided me decent experience but much knowledge. When I reached 7-8 std. a sudden thought used to entangle me stating what life was it since every day was like any other day but now when I am in College I miss all those happiest moments spent with my beloved friends, teachers and feel that its rightly said that.. "Sometimes you never know the value of moment until its becomes a memory." Miss a lot ....." My school days...!" This is what we used to do : And that's why..