In Two Minds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Editorial and Opinion  |  House: Booksie Classic
This article describes my ever changing feelings about a year at school.

Submitted: June 01, 2010

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I feel ecstatic as I inscribe my name on my new books, marking them as my belongings.
 
Before every new academic session, the new books, school bag and stationary excite me. The appealing smell of the fresh pages, the rustling sound as the pages are flipped, the sensation of writing with a new fountain pen and the pleasure of carefully setting it all in a brand new bag is just inexplicable. As I go through the books, I look forward to all the knowledge they have to offer.
 
This delight and eagerness is short-lived.
 
As a few weeks pass into the new session, the very same books become the cause of my trauma. The appealing smell of the pages gets worn out. The rustling sound is not welcome as it is a reminder of the pending schoolwork to do. Writing becomes a pain because it seems like there is an unending list of assignments to be completed.
The once exciting school-articles become dreaded objects. 
 
As we are nearing the end of another academic session, the final examination around the corner is only cementing this dreadful feeling.


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