- The narrator is sitting in the library observing the rainy scene outside through a large window. They see two houses, one with an old man and child talking and four bare trees behind the houses. Downtown buildings are blurred in the distance. - The narrator recalls their school days fondly, where they excelled in exams and had good relationships with teachers and other students over eight years. They played football after school and respected their headmaster who influenced their character.

1. A Rainy Day
It is raining outside. I am sitting in front of a table at the third floor of the library. From the large
transparent window lies above the desk, I am able to observe an engaging scene.
Covered with light grey clouds, the sky seems to suffer from depression. The floor is fully wet.
Few people are walking on the road. Everything is lying in extreme silence.
The building which locates closest to me is a grand house with a dark-blue-colored tile roof. Built
by red bricks, the house which is in a rectangle shape has three long floors. From the window of
the room which is the only one that has light in that house, I see an old man wearing a pair of
faded blue jeans and a white T-shirt talking to a young kid who looks like having the same age as
me. Maybe they are talking about some fun things since sweet smiles can be found on their
faces. On the right hand of the house, there is a much smaller residence building compared to the
big house. It is a cubic shape of dwelling which is covered by a black roof. Unlike other buildings
around it that are wrapped with red bricks, this house is enveloped by light blue boards. There is
no light emanating from this residence. Under the gloomy sky, the house looks very lonely.
In the middle of my sight, four tall trees are standing in a row behind those two houses. Due to
the cold weather in winter, green leaves dropped off, leaving the trees bare. However, from the
thick trunk, we can tell that the trees are still energetic and dynamic.
Mist blurs the buildings downtown. As my sight goes further, I am just able to identify the shapes
of the buildings downtown. Compared to the buildings that are located close to me, the downtown
buildings which are far away from me appear much smaller.
I turn off the lamp. I completely drown in the scene that lies in front of my eyes.
It is very pleasant to recollect my school days. I was admitted to class III. I passed long eight
years in the same school. This long period was associated with pleasant memories of various
kinds.
During this long period of eight years I had come in contact with many students of my own age. I
mixed with them freely. I had intimacy with many students. Some became my bosom friends. I will
never forget them in life. I was good student at school. I had keen competition with another boy.
Either he or I stood first in the examination. This continued till I left school.
I had come in contact with many teachers. I liked most of them. They mixed freely with us. They
treated us as their sons or younger brothers. Some teachers were rather grave. They did not mix
so freely with us. Perhaps they thought that if they mixed freely, we would not show respect to
them properly. I feel this was a wrong notion. We respected all teachers. We had a good relation
with them. I was a good boy at school. So all teachers loved me. They helped me in learning my
lessons if I had any difficulty. I am proud to say that I had never been beaten or scolded by any
teacher in my school life. I always behaved well. I always said my lessons well. So they had no
occasion to beat or scold me. I had great respect for our revered Headmaster. He loved us all as
his sons. He mixed freely with us. I think this is the reason why he had great hold on the students.
He was an ideal teacher. His influence in shaping my character was great. I am really grateful to
him for this.
I was fond of playing football. We had a big play-ground in front of our school. In the afternoon we
played there. Some young teachers also played with us. This free mixing had a good effect on us.