The one place where I found myself.
A place few friends became family.
Knowledge came to live and writings stock and stayed.For some, it was the building.
Others, the vibe and talks in the hallways.
For me, t'was the fusion... learning of different worlds.It wasn't just the bells ringing nor the kids playing.
For me it was another home where I could be me.
Even though it was hard at first I overcame with the warmth it brought.Yet with creativity on a leash, learning 14 subjects.
Write only with blue pen, that's how our teachers taught us.
Most importantly, our manners... With that they molded us.Molded and shaped our very foundation
Curved and solve our addiction
I safely say school is a place for all.× Beulah Nimene
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