❀ 𝐀𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ❀
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In the bustling corridors of a lively Indian high school, amidst the chaos of classes we find Meera Sharma, is the kind of girl who seems ordinary at f...
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In the school
As we stood on the assembly ground, listening to the principal's speech, I couldn't help but let my mind wander. His words washed over us, and I found myself tuning out, as usual. But then, something he said caught my attention, and I had to do a double take. Did he really say that?
"Dear students, I have an announcement for you all," the principal declared, his voice carrying across the assembly ground. "Our school is organizing a trip for the senior students-a chance for you all to explore rural areas and learn about the outside world. You will be camping and volunteering at a rural school, and you will be required to write a report about your experience."
I felt a jolt of excitement ripple through the crowd as the implications of the announcement sank in. This was a fantastic opportunity for us to step out of our comfort zones and immerse ourselves in new experiences. The prospect of exploring rural areas and making a difference in the lives of others filled me with anticipation.
The principal's voice faded into the background as the happy chatter of my classmates filled the air. It was clear that everyone else shared my enthusiasm for the upcoming trip, and I couldn't wait to hear more details from our class teacher.
As we made our way back to class, Rani, Preeti, and I couldn't contain our excitement. The prospect of going on a school trip filled us with anticipation, and we chatted animatedly about all the possibilities.
"I can't believe we're actually going on a trip!" exclaimed Rani, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"I know, right? It's going to be so much fun," I replied, unable to hide my grin.
"I wonder where we'll be going," pondered Preeti, her brow furrowed in thought.
" Didn't you heard it's going to be a rural area," I chimed in, recalling the principal's announcement.
"That sounds interesting. I've never been to a rural area before," Rani remarked, her curiosity piqued.
"I hope we get to do some cool activities, like hiking or maybe even some community service," suggested Preeti, her imagination running wild.
"Yeah, and imagine all the new experiences we'll have and the people we'll meet," I added, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought.
The bell rang, signaling the start of our next class, but we couldn't stop talking about the trip. As we settled into our seats, our minds were buzzing with anticipation, eagerly awaiting more details from our class teacher.
As our class teacher entered the room, the excitement in the air was palpable. Students began firing questions at him, eager to learn more about the upcoming trip.
"Where are we going, sir?" one student asked eagerly.
"We'll be visiting a village," our teacher replied, and a buzz of excitement rippled through the classroom.
