It was year 1989

That was my first year in school. My first day in school was very interesting (for me). I still remember the figure of my father registering my name in front of the class with all other parents. When all parents went home, the class teacher chose one boy to be the class monitor, but the boy refused to be one. Then the teacher asked who wants to be the class monitor. I still remember vividly I put up my hand and I said I want and I can be the class monitor. The class teacher was very impressed and immediately I was assigned to the post and the boy was my assistant. In later years I was the class monitor until I was chosen as a prefect I was no longer a class monitor.