Finding a friend
Our class teacher approached us with a smile on her face. She was seldom known to smile. So we all thought that there was something nice that she wanted to announce. She told us that we had a new classmate, a girl named Cindy. She asked us to be good to her since everyone's first day is always difficult. She also asked us to make her feel accepted. Having snobbish friends at that time, I too had acquired many of their bad habits.
Cindy appeared in front of all of us in a shy and awkward manner. She was dressed very shabbily with small tears in her socks and collar of her shirt.
Cindy tried to be friends with us but we would always ward her off. She hovered around us during the breaks and desperately tried to get in good terms with us.
One day, during the last period the teacher paired us for the lab class which was next day. I was paired up with Cindy. All my friends congratulated on my "good fortune". But as Cindy and I posed over the slide we had to test, I realised that both of us had a lot in common. Cindy and I loved reading books, badminton and playing the guitar. But Cindy came from a very poor family. She had won a scholarship and thus was able to pay for the school.
I learned that I should never lose my identity, even if people around me are against me.
Arushi Nanitiyal, VIII A
New Delhi: Sprindales School, Pusa Road
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