My Last Day at Madrasah
Every student has to study in different institutions in different spheres of life. Accordingly, I also left my madrasah for higher studies. Before leaving madrasah, I want to recall some events concerning my madrasah. I got myself admitted into madrasah in class 1. My father took me to madrasah for admission. Mr. Abul Kashem is my favourite teacher. Ripon is my best friend at madrasah. The last day at my madrasah was a very sad day for me. We were given a farewell by the general students of our madrasah. They organized a grand function for it. The Headmaster and some other senior teachers delivered speeches encouraging and advising us. But the whole atmosphere was sad and gloomy. All of my friends were happy thinking that they were going to college but deep in their mind, there was a feeling of separation (f) from madrasah where we had spent long ten years. The teachers were also sad to be departed (fapro 3) from us. I was feeling gloomy recollecting my past pleasant memories with madrasah. The students of the madrasah offered each of us a gift and entertained us with a lunch. Thus the day came to an end.
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