Back in the Fairview Days!

So I got back home last night, trying to figure out what to write on this new blog of mine (still haven't gotten the hang of the blogger thing!) A whole list of things came to mind but penning it down would not be easy. I thought about writing on Dogs?? (Nah..not so soon); About my day at work? (Boring!)

Then I had an idea..Why not start where I started from...Fairview International School!

So I rummaged through my old box of keepsakes and books and brought out my FIS magazines. Sadly only a few had survived the years of childhood rebellion, moving houses and growing up. The sole survivors were the magazines from 1996 to 2000, my last few years in Fairview.

Yup, I began flipping through the pages down memory lane and it all came back to me. The happy and the sad times. The times when I was a pain to my teachers. But I guess it was all for the better :)

Looking at the class photo of Form.2, I reminisced and recollected all the fun we had growing up together. The innocence of the childhood. The fights we had because one friend joined the rival group of friends.

Hehe all those memories brought a smile to my face.

In these magazines, there was something called a class report where a couple of classmates appointed by our class teacher would have to write a thing or two about their fellow classmates. In the Form 2 report, mine had stated that I led a secretive life and enjoyed talking but listened attentively in class and that I was quite brilliant..(I believe they were just being nice when the said that)

Then I looked into another magazine and read through the class report of the 'Class of the Year 1999/2000' and the class photo. I had drawn a frame around a group of friends and labeled it 'Friends Forever'. It brought a sad smile to my face simply because we had gone our separate ways and we were now strangers to some extent.
Looking back, I kind of miss those days. Though I must say I do not miss my years of REALLY REALLY horrendous hairdos, one bob crop after another, being branded a 'boy' by Mr.Shah :) (still loved your classes, sir!) This I owe to my mum who did not know how to tie buns and to Ballet!

The sheer innocence of those days where my world evolved around the friends, school events, exams, report cards and gossips. It felt  like the weight of the world was on my shoulder. Little was I aware of what was in store for us once we hit adulthood.

Having said that, the memories of Fairview still remain as dear to me as they are to all fairview-ans I'm sure.

(Oh and a note of thanks to Mark Zuckerberg for the help rendered in locating my friends again)