Forgotten Happiness

                       

With the coming of Christmas I find delight in writing the good old days at school. Pleasant childhood Memories haunt with the advent of December. The school I studied would go in celebration to Welcome Christmas.

Christ Mom Chrischild  game is one of the highlighted event in our school.Every class with its  teachers and students   participate in the event.All the names of the students and teachers would be written on a piece of paper and mixed up. Every individual pick one piece of paper from it. The name we pick up is the our  Christ child and we act as Christ mother and the whole show goes without revealing the identity of Christ child or Christ mother.

From the following day, it’s the duty to take of their Chrischild by giving gifts and flowers.The game  goes like hide and seek. Usually bright  colored roses would be seen adorning every child.Its a lot of  fun everyday from morn til the school ends for the day.

On the last day of Half Yearly Exam,when the  school closes for Christmas, the class assembles with the teachers.Presents, flowers and beautifully decorated gift packs are given to their Christ Child. On that  day, every Christ Child would know their Christ Mother.

I do remember my Christ child, my Physics teacher in Class Eleven. It still remains evergreen in my heart and cherish it for the years to come..The best part of it doesn’t end here.Traditions leave a moral behind. It paved way to build and inculcate a feeling of  unity and brotherhood regardless of caste,creed and religion, and to shed our ego and pride.

Childhood is a beautiful  gift of God. As a child I was given the best and sweet memories to recollect .So, dear educators and parents,In the race for marks and grade, don’t miss to give our children the happiness and sweet memories we once cherished.We all had half yearly exams, and there were rankings, inspite, we had all the fun. The school churned Doctors, Engineers, IAS officers etc.etc and it also gave good old memories. 

I really pity  the future generations would glance  old school  memories as animated graphic stories of Christ Child.