#2nd part#Those days are the best part of my life Those spare periods looking us right, pages are waiting for a long flight, students are looking for a a heavy pen to win a pen fight, I remember that day which are my bright. In a matter of friend,always ready to fight, without knowing the thing we are wrong or right, I remember the day which are my bright. Teachers are ready to always help out, Asking for a homework for to brought, I don't know the reason, why the student have so loud voices to Sout. School life is like a cycle starting from the point and ending at the same, I know myself gone crying to school and come like a same. #2nd part #Those days are best part of my life