My first birthday celebration in school

                 I was in class 3 then. It was my 8th birthday. Let me tell everyone before I start describing, my father has an inherent quality in him-- that is to make everything gorgeous. This time too, he wanted to celebrate my birthday in my new school in a gorgeous way.

                  In my school, on the day of  birthday , generally the birthday boy/girl used to come in colorful dress and distribute candies among all. That day the boy/ girl wouldnot be asked any questions and wouldnot be scolded for making minor mischiefs.

                  But mine was a bit different. I came in usual school dress. But not with candies, it was pastries. My father had bought chocolate pastries for every fellow student of mine and butter scotch pastries for the teachers. Isn't it crazy enough ?? 

                  Anyway, on the day of 15th September, I woke up from sleep, had a bath,mom helped me in dressing up and having breakfast. And then in our family car I with my father went out for school with a big bag full of pastries in the luggage van. When I reached there, my driver uncle took me to my classroom with the big bag with him. My father followed us . I had entered the classroom and after all the students sang  the morning prayer, my father came and handed over the bag to the teacher-in-charge. Then all the students stood up and wished me happy birthday by singing that cute birthday song. I was feeling shy as I was not habituated to situations like this. It was my first birthday in a convent school. Any way, after that I distributed the pastries to my friends. After that I went to the teachers staff room and distributed the pastries among  them too. It was a fun filled day and I enjoyed  to my fullest. My father had come to receive me from school with his bike. I sitting at the back stretched my hands and started feeling the cool air striking against my face. Indeed a day worth remembrance.

                   That day somehow my reputation soared new heights and I felt like being the king of the class.My friends started accompanying me which they never did before. I felt very happy and satisfied .

                   Today when I am writing this post,I know why they behaved such differently that day. Its money that brings everything in this world. My father showed his economical solvency on that day and that brought me new friends, though not forever friends.