Now I'm 15, but I still never forget the first day I was in kindergarten. I used to be very naughty so my mom had decided to send me to the most reliable kindergarten in my hometown. I was very excited because I could befriend with everyone and share my toys to play with them. That was a rainy day, and I wondered why I had a strange feeling when I saw the teacher stare at me, take my hand and my mother said goodbye to me. I thought this place could be heaven, though the atmosphere was not as funny as I expected.

As a child, I didn't know exactly what the meaning of "cruel" means, but maybe the teacher in my kindergarten had shown me the way to understand it. She hit me at my back because I was crying so much time that no one could make me stop doing it. I missed my mother and I wanted to go home. At that time, I thought that I couldn't escape and in my mind, this was just like a prison. I had no choice. I still had to stay there until evening. 

I felt so scared and thing became seriously. That afternoon, I got wet in my pants! My teacher shouted at me and hit me at my back again. I run away out of the class. It was still raining.

The day after, I got sick. My mother knew the story and immediately she shouted at my teacher again. Moreover, I was forced to move to another better kindergarten. I was still very shocked that I was crying along the way to the new kindergarten. However, my new teacher's attitude was very kind and lovely that she gave me a candy. I got used to live here very fast. I have made a lot of friends and I always invited them to my house.

That's my most unforgetable memory in my school life. Staring at those photograph in the past, I remember the first day in my kindergarten and think about the moment that I will never forget in my life.