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First Day of School, 2005 /6:03 PM

My first day of school in Kent Ridge Secondary School as a secondary one student started on January 2005. It was also the very first day in my life wearing a different type of uniform, a fresh break from the warm pinafore I had been accustomed to wearing in primary school.





As I stepped into the school compound, I was utterly speechless at the sight that greeted my eyes. It was a world apart from my primary school, what will all the modern architecture and brightly lit areas, unlike the outdated concept of my primary school. Of course, like every new student, I was feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves inside of me. All around me were unfamiliar faces of people-People that are the life of this very school, some clustered together in their respective cliques, probably sharing how their holidays went, while others were too, like me, standing around staring at the world passing by.



As I went further into the school, the very first feature that caught my attention was the Kent Ridge Vintage Corner. It was where all the paraphenalia of earlier Kent Ridgean days were displayed neatly in individual glass boxes, several or most of them belonging to the pioneer batch of this school. There were photographs of them taken as well, along with the teachers whom I did not know then, capturing glorious moments.



Later, after being told to which class I belonged, I went up to the hall for assembly, sitting on the area specified for it. The hall had wooden planks, polished to shine and look its best on the first day of school. I was quite delighted at it for my primary school had only tiles for the hall's flooring and wooden floors at that period were considered modern. I was also amazed at the vastness of its space, despite feeling really small amid the spacious area. Assembly, I had to say, was the most boring of all. What with all the time-consuming talks made by several teachers made me sleepy all right! Straight after assembly, my class was then brought to our classroom in which before that, we were to queue outside to have our attendance checked and to confirm that we belong in the correct class. However, this was when things gotten a little complicated. When it came my turn to have my attendance checked and my place in class confirmed, it turned out on the teacher's (I forgot who she was) list that my name was not stated there and a while later, after some time, I found out that I was supposed to be in 1E3 and I had been given the wrong information.

I felt relieved after that as the mistake made on which class I belonged to made me panic, fearing that my registration to Kent Ridge Secondary had failed. Such was my reaction for I had a wild imagination, worrying over even unafounded and absurd thoughts when I was young. When I entered 1E3, I saw that everyone had already settled into their seats, so, feeling self-consious at my tardiness to class, I quickly spotted an empty seat in the middle of the classroom and plopped onto the chair. My form teacher was Miss Karina Heng, who, at first glance, looked studious and friendly. She was of average height, bespectacled and a slight graying to her short hair. She looked quite young too, probably in her early thirties. Little did I know she was also to be our form teacher for the four years to come.

Miss Heng had us copy certain important things she expected of us as well into our little blue notebooks. Then the rest of the day was spent with introduction of ourselves to our classmates, the meeting of new teachers who were to take us for a different subject each. With each new teacher, we had to copy certain rules they expected from us too, emphasising more on the punctuality of handing in assignments on time and our attentiveness in class. There were also ice-breaker games that we played with not only our classmates, but also the councellors. Through that event, I gotten to know Nicolette Pek, who was a counsellor back then. I also met new personalities from my class on that day such as Fatimah, Gloria and a few others.

That was the first dya of school for me in secondary one. It was a day full of getting used to new environments, meeting new people and of course, enjoying each other's company.

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