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Describe your old school.
I went to (…say a school name you attended..) school in my childhood and studied there from (..from class to class…) my grade 3 to grade 7. I was around 8 years old when I first went to this school and had been there till I became 13 years old. This was one of the most popular schools in the city and I had to be accepted in the admission test before I actually started reading there.
The school was a 4 story building and there were approximately 300 students and 40 teachers in this school. I had been a kid when I studied there and I have lots of memories related to this school. I d the way teachers behaved with us, the very interesting way they taught us, the playground and my classmates. We had a big hall room where we gathered during the tiffin time and enjoyed gossiping with friends. The large green fields were one of our favourite places and we often played and ran there. The school provided us tiffin and snacks which we really d.
Things I did not about the school are only a few and among them, the noise produced by the nearby road was the most irritating thing for us. Since the school was situated near the main road, sound pollution was a dire issue for us. I hated the fact that the class started from 6:30 am and because of that I had to wake up very early in the morning. There were 2-3 teachers who had ferocious characteriss and I abhorred their rude behaviours sometimes.
I mostly enjoyed the time I spent in the school. I had many good friends and I d the environment and teachers o this school.
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I study in Hung Dao School which is one of the best schools of QuanG Ninh. It has a stone building. It has all facilities a good school should have-well furnished classrooms, laboratories, library and playground.
As we enter the school, there is a playground to our left and a small garden to our right. When we enter the building, the Principal’s room and the office room are to the left and the staff room to the right side. These are well furnished. There are thirty four classrooms. Our labs are well equipped. Our library has books almost on all subjects. Our Librarian is also very helpful.
Our school, all schools, has a prescribed uniform. We have to wear white or cream cotton shirts, light-blue trousers, black shoes and white socks. Girls have to wear white blouses and light-blue skirts in primary and middle classes and white shirts and light-grey skirts in higher classes. They have to tie white ribbon also.
In our school special attention is paid to behavior, cleanliness and punctuality. The most well behaved, neat and punctual student is awarded a prize at the Annual Day function.
Our Principle is a strict disciplinarian. He takes the help of P. T. Teachers too. If any one violates the rules, and is not in uniform, or makes mischief, he gets punished. But he is fair and loving. He tries to find out the reason and guides us.
Our teachers are also quite strict. They teach us with great care, check our note-books, help us when we need but if we are inattentive and don’t work properly, then we are punished.
I my school very much and I am proud that I belong to it. I shall never forget it.
Tiếng anh: Hok tốt - k cho mik nhé!
It's been a long time since I've had the chance to go back to my old school. Wuxian has attached a memorial for the new book to school. When I first walked into Kim Dong's roof. The school has now changed but I still feel familiar and beautiful. Far from looking at the school more spacious and more traditional. The small temple was replaced by a large blue plaque in the prominent white letter "SCHOOL ....". Continuing, he hesitated to go to the school gate. Uncle guard still recognize me, step on the school grounds in joy after days back to my beloved field. On the school yard, the new tree is still small now that the shade covered the shade of a yard. This is the flower of memories of class 1B that is the fragrance when returning to the memory of innocent children. The child walked leisurely to the floor as I ran on his second floor classroom. Still the same, black day classes are still there. I thought her gentle teacher stood at the door to greet her in class. I entered the classroom to remember the past in my memory. What was your start when you first wrote and what was point 9, point 10 when there was only school and crial critique, the teacher's attention was still lacking. Now, the escape has now become a monument. Hush, quietly step out of the classroom standing outside the observation corridor on the other side. There is a new building is a laboratory, library ... I go to the new home for a long time in the heart hard to describe the roof of my love. Time does not allow me to linger long. You have to go to school to learn. I do not want to leave the school of love. In my heart, I always think that I should try to learn more to deserve the expectations of many teachers who teach and expect me to grow up.
Tiếng việt:
Đã lâu lắm rồi em mới có dịp trở lại thăm ngôi trường cũ. Ngôitrường đã gắn bó in dấu bao kỉ niệm thuở mới cắp sách đến trường. Ấylà khi em mới bước chân vào mái trường Kim Đồng. Ngôi trường giờđây đã đổi thay song em vẫn thấy thân quen và đẹp đẽ lạ thường.Từ xa nhìn lại ngôi trường khang trang và bề thế hơn xưa. Chiếcbiển nhỏ ngày xưa nay đã được thay bằng tấm biển xanh lớn in dòng chữtrắng nổi bật "TRƯỜNG ....". Bồi hồi xao xuyến,em ngập ngừng đến bên cổng trường. Bác bảo vệ vẫn nhận ra em, bướcvào sân trường trong niềm vui sau bao ngày xa cách nay được trở lại máitrường yêu dấu. Trên sân trường những cây phượng, cây bàng mới ngàynào còn bé tí mà giờ đây đã xoè bóng mát che phủ cả một góc sân. Cònđây là cây hoa sữa vật kỉ niệm của lớp 1B ngày ấy đang toả hương thơmnồng nàn như đưa em trở về với miền kí ức tuổi học trò ngây thơ bébỏng.Em thong thả bước vào dãy nhà tầng khi xưa em thường chạy trêncầu thang lên tầng hai nơi lớp cũ của mình. Vẫn còn như xưa, lớp họcbảng đen ngày nào vẫn còn đó. Em tưởng như cô giáo hiền của mình vẫnđứng đó ngay cửa lớp học để đón em vào lớp. Em bước vào lớp đến bênchỗ ngồi của mình kỉ niệm năm xưa lại ùa về trong kí ức. Những cái bắttay của cô khi em mới tập viết và nào là những điểm 9, điểm 10 khi emchăm chỉ học và cả những lời phê bình, nhắc nhở ân cần của cô giáo khiem còn thiếu sót. Thấm thoát thoi đưa giờ đây tất cả đã trở thành kỉ niệm.Em bồi hồi, lặng lẽ bước ra khỏi lớp đứng ngoài hành lang ngắmnhìn sang bên kia. Ở đó đã được xây thêm một dãy nhà mới đó là phòngthí nghiệm, thư viện… Em sang dãy nhà mới ngám hồi lâu trong lòngrộn bao cảm xúc khó tả về mái trường thân yêu.Thời gian không cho phép em nán lại lâu. Em phải sang trườngmới để kị giờ học. Em lưu luyến không muốn rời xa ngôi trường yêu dấunày. Trong lòng em luôn nghĩ rằng cần phải cố gắng học tập nhiều hơnnữa để xứng đáng với lòng mong mỏi của bao thầy cô đã dạy dỗ và mong em trưởng thành.
