I clearly remember the day I entered the blue gate of ramnee, It was a day in march and i was a late commer to join school, i was homesick and crying all the way from My Julians Hostel to School. And I remember one teacher consoling me and i wish Allah please may she be my class teacher ! And then going to class still homesick .. then standing for the assembly at the last of my class line since i was the tallest girl ! And that teacher came to console me again and that’s when i realised she’s actually my class teacher! I was so relieved. Like seriously wishes do com true when you wish deep from your heart. That’s all I remember of day one.And me being a dayscholar for the first year of Ramnee..3rd grade.I automatically became very friendly with the boarders.. idk how come but i was naturally drawn to them.. during the lunch break i use to go to the gate to get my lunchbox from my hostel and on my way back to the basketball court I daily use to go visit my friends at the junior refectory and they all use to wave to me .. i mean literally there are some memories which stick with you and these are some from like years back which i still clears remember ( this is like 2004, 15 years back! ) where has Time flown? I remember My Dayski Friends were Karuna, Swastika , Devika All the talk girls with me in the back of the class line😁 and Boarders ? Well literally all of them! I may have been a dayscholar for a year but i was meant to be a boarder ! So next year in class 4th i was sent to the boarding! And i was soooooo Happy. Homesick of course but wayyy happier then class 3. Actually there were ups and downs to my Class 3 hostel life too.. like once back from home i use to cry a lot for days but once settled i use to be oka. I remember going for picnics from Julians, Mohini Didi, Hansa Didi and Dolly Didi. They took good care of us. My friend my first friend was Jessica Solomon she was sooo tiny and i loved her for her cuteness since day 1. We are still good friends ♥️
The word that makes me miss the most important days of my life MY CHILDHOOD.
So here we are actually talking about my school which is called Ramnee the Shorter version of St.Mary’s Convent High school Nainital. Well yes I’m a conventee and I’m so proud of it ! Like sooo proud that i just wish everyone deserves to experience the life I have , being in a boarding school has made me a Crazy person Which only i am when I’m with my friends. I’m not always crazy but when I’m… that’s the happiest version of me. God i love the crazy me.I miss the crazy me! And i miss everyone and everything that is connected to My life in Ramnee. 9 years and 3 months to be precise that’s the time i have spent in there “the blue gates of Ramnee “ which felt like a jail when i was there .. and now I’d go back in time to just live each day all over again! Yes yes yes you read it correct i love my school that much! It’s crazy right? Not everyone will understand my love for this place except the ones who are called Ramnee-ites♥️
My purpose to write is not For anybody but for me so I can anytime just look back and recall all these amazing memories of school days.. the best days. Here and there little things I’ll remember and I’ll jot them down here so one day when I’m old and I cannot remember things.. I’ll still be able to read ! Inshallah ♥️
My favourite lesson of the week, Library Lesson. Which happened only once a week but i loved it. I loved reading when I was in school so I always looked up to this period as I would get a new book to choose for the week reading, though my books didn’t last for more than a few days . I was a fast reader.
Ok so I remember we all sat On four tables According to our Houses. Green Yellow Red & Blue. Everyone just sat and talked while Saloni and me were the only two girls who read the books on the table. We use to finish one short book in our library lesson. Kind of a race between us who would finish first. I mostly won .. hahah. Our library teacher Miss Shailja Also loved us both because we both just sat quietly and read. Then one by one And also housewise we went up to a big table where all the books were spread out to choose from for the week. Then we filled out our library cards and the nook was ours for a week, It was all so organised and done orderly that I don’t think any other school does that.
Then in 40 minutes our library lesson would end and we’d go back to the reality of studying and tests and lots of homework. Library lessons were like a getaway for me every week.