Lovely, peppy, spicy and all the other nice flavours which can be imparted to this lovely school life of mine I had at St.Joseph’s. Thanks to St.Joseph’s for stitching values so strong in me that they almost come natural to me. When I was asked to write about good old memories associated with the school, I was taken aback. Suddenly bombarded with almost a thousand thoughts, I became ambiguous as to what to choose the time of my life I had with one of my best friends, Gaurav or should I choose the defining moment of life that is becoming the head boy of this esteemed institution. But instead I chose the moment that made a man out of me.

A backbencher (as I’ve been or rather have chose to be) as I was, had been studying Mathematics for quite a while and found the subject to be dry. I had then resorted to one of the easiest methods that a student usually adopts---- CHEATING.I kept copying my homework and submitted them to my teacher. Before the habit could mar me my UT’s arrived and I was caught cheating red-handed. The teacher, Mrs.Shashi furious at such behaviour remarked ‘cheated ‘in big, bold letters. I was barely able to pass the test. My father came to meet the teacher during PTA meeting and was disgusted.

I could not stand his eyes when the teacher approached and informed my father that I needed to work hard at the subject. And that she would possibly try all the novel methods required to make maths more interesting for me. I had the narrowest escape of my life.

It was then I started working hard for maths until it became my cup of tea. It was due to the interest aroused in me by that teacher for Maths that I was the third highest scorer in it with 88 marks, way ahead of school topper in 10th boards. I love the total idea of flaunting my marks before everyone and heart in hearts I owe a lot to that teacher who made a man out of me!!!!

It was a nice Monday morning and the sun rose in the east and was definitely going to set in the west. Everything was normal about this morning –except the fact that I Archana Topwal was going to be vested with the responsibilities of being the ‘head girl’ of this privileged institution.

I had the proud win when I was appointed as the head girl of St. Joseph’s School on 10th of August, 2010. The appointment gave me an opportunity to develop my leadership and communication skills while acting as an effective interface between administration and the students. The constant encouragement and guidance from my principal and teachers and love from my fellow classmates was quite inspiring. Being the head girl was time to face the real. Initially I felt that while carring out my duties I was losing on my friends since they never liked to be pointed out on their flaws. But slowly with the guidance of my teachers and with the cooperation and guidance of my teachers and the team I could carry out the assigned task justly and honestly.

As a head girl I’ve learnt to handle tough situations affably. Learning time management was another milestone synching studies with administration as said earlier the post enhanced my communication and confidence.

This post really enthrills me and gives me a nice grin on my face when I walk through the corridors of junior standards and hearing the prefects whisper “head girl is to arrive soon,keep quiet all of you or else you’ll be taken to father “.Now that’s what’s called ‘terror of power’ -what joy this does to me is the same as drinking water after remaining thirsty for long. I feel like a mini principal on the go.

This is bound to be my most cherished period since it was my first taste of power. But mind you swift power comes with iron-anchored responsibilities and keeping them in sync with each other makes spider men of sorts out of you. So may or may not be that I’ve been able to perfect my job as super-woman but I did try my level best and that’s what is important.