AFTER MY CLASS XII

 

Right now, being in Class 12, feels like standing at the edge of something big. Every day revolves around books, notes, and revision plans, and the pressure of board exams is always at the back of my mind. Some days are exhausting, filled with self-doubt and late-night study sessions. Other days, I feel confident and motivated, reminding myself that this struggle is temporary and each ounce of effort is contributing to something big.

What keeps me going is the thought that school life is finally coming to an end. After spending so many years following routines, bells, and rules, the idea of moving on feels both scary and exciting, so much so that it can be hard to fathom at times. Board exam is not just about marks for me; it represents growth, efforts, and the courage to step into a new phase of life.

The thought of college life fills me with excitement with an underlying feeling of nervousness, which is quite natural. I look forward to meeting new people, learning independently, discovering who I really am and take a leap towards my goal in life. College feels like a place where experiences matter as much as academics. For now, I am giving my best to ace these exams, knowing that every page I study is bringing me closer to a future full of freedom, learning, and unforgettable moments. The mere thought of bidding adieu to Alma mater sends chills down my spine, hence I would never  like to miss any opportunity to revisit the nostalgic memory lanes of my dear Alma mater, The Mann School.

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Aditya Daksh

Student Editor (Dept. of Science)

Class XII

Vyas House

Swimming: Built by the Water

 

Swimming has never been just a sport for me. It is the place where I have grown, struggled, learnt, and found myself. Some of my earliest and most important lessons have come not from classrooms, but from the quiet hours spent in the pool. Over time, the water has become my anchor and my coach, teaching me that effort matters and that consistency, more than talent, is what truly shapes you.

What I love most about swimming is how honestly it treats you. In the water, your entire body works together. Every stroke needs coordination, strength, and balance. There is no hiding from the effort. Some days feel light and smooth, while others feel heavy and exhausting, but every lap adds something. Slowly, without you even noticing, endurance builds, confidence grows, and your body becomes stronger. Swimming has taught me patience and respect for the process.

Beyond the physical side, swimming has shaped my mindset. Learning to control my breathing during difficult sets and races, has helped me stay calm under pressure. There are moments in the pool when quitting feels easier than continuing, and choosing to push through those moments has taught me resilience. Those lessons follow me outside the pool, into my studies and everyday challenges.

As a Class XII student, life often feels fast and overwhelming. Swimming gives me a sense of balance. The rhythm of the water helps quiet my thoughts and clear my head. After a swim, I feel lighter, more focused, and ready to face whatever comes next. It reminds me that slowing down can sometimes make you stronger.

Balancing training with academics has not been easy, but it has made me disciplined and organised. Early mornings, strict routines, and tired evenings have taught me the value of commitment. Swimming has shown me that progress is not about sudden breakthroughs, but about showing up every day, even when motivation is low.

In the end, swimming is much more than exercise for me. It is where I learnt self-belief, patience, and strength. As a student and a national level swimmer, swimming continues to inspire me to face life’s challenges with confidence and purpose. Built by the water, I carry its lessons with me, wherever I go.

Ameya Kaushal
Class XII

From Stress to Confidence: My Class 10 Board Preparation

As a Class 10 student, the approach of board examinations brings a lot of stress and anxiety. The syllabus feels vast, time feels limited, and the constant importance given to boards makes the pressure even heavier and more intense. No matter how much I study, I often feel underprepared and worried about my performance in examinations.

When my school announced winter classes, my first reaction was hesitation. The winter break feels like the only chance to rest, and honestly, laziness also plays a part. Waking up early on cold mornings and attending classes does not sound appealing at all. However, after joining the classes, I slowly realise how helpful they are and how they are helping me revise the chapters.

The winter classes provide a proper routine and clear direction to my preparation. Teachers revise important chapters, clarify doubts, and guide us on how to approach questions effectively. Studying in a classroom environment helps me stay focused and disciplined, which is difficult to achieve while studying alone at home. The regular tests being taken also help me track my performance.

Gradually, my fear of exams has started reducing. Regular revision and constant support from teachers have enhanced my confidence. Concepts that once seem difficult are becoming clearer, and I am beginning to trust my preparation and my right decision of attending the winter camp.

In the end, this phase has taught me that stepping out of my comfort zone and overcoming laziness is necessary during important times. The winter classes not only improve my preparation but also help me handle exam stress better. This experience is becoming an important and memorable part of my Class 10 journey.

Shourya Shandilya

Class 10

More Than Just a Language: My Journey with German Classes

Sometimes, a class becomes much more than a subject—it becomes a beautiful memory. My German classes at school are one such experience that I will always cherish.

It all began one day when we were informed about German language lessons and were invited to give our names if we were interested. I was immediately excited and wrote my name without a second thought. I never imagined how special this decision would turn out to be.

Our German classes were held during the 5th and 6th lessons, and they were taken by Mr Joachim Keferstein, a teacher who made learning truly enjoyable.

Mr Joachim Keferstein, former Head of Department in the NRW Ministry of Education, Germany, where he was responsible for secondary schools, European schools, and UNESCO schools. Despite his vast experience and international stature, Sir was extremely humble, warm, and friendly with all of us, which made learning German a joyful experience.

Although I missed the first class and found it difficult to understand the second one, Sir’s patience, encouragement, and positive attitude motivated me to keep trying. He never made us feel afraid of making mistakes and always inspired us to do better.

With regular practice and Sir’s constant guidance, we gradually became more confident. One day, Sir announced that we would prepare a skit in German. He selected five students and trusted me with the role of a teacher. His belief in me gave me immense confidence. We practised several times, and even when Sir had to travel to Shimla, he made sure we were well prepared by sending us voice messages to help improve our pronunciation. This showed how deeply he cared about our learning.

On the day of the skit, I was nervous but determined to give my best. After the performance, Sir announced that he would award the titles of 'Best Girl’ and ‘Best Boy’ in front of our respected Principal Sir and HM Sir. I had no expectations, so when Sir announced my name as the 'Best Girl in the German Class', I was overjoyed and proud. To make the moment even more special, Sir gifted me a sports jersey of the famous German footballer Müller, which I will always treasure.

Mr. Keferstein did not just teach us a language; he shared stories about his family, culture, and life, making every class lively and meaningful. Learning from him was a truly mesmerising experience. As a warm farewell, he even arranged a small party for all the German students in the school mess, which showed his affection and connection with us.

I am very sure that I will miss him a lot. Mr. Keferstein has left a lasting impact on me and has inspired me to continue learning German. I hope that one day I will visit Germany and meet him again. This journey has taught me that a great teacher can turn learning into a lifelong memory.

Aaliya Saifi

Class 7

My Experience at the 37th Celebration of Excellence

 

The 37th Celebration of Excellence in our school was one of the most enticing events I have ever been part of. This year felt even more special because the Chief Guest was Ambassador Dr Deepak Vohra, and everyone in the school was talking about how important this day would be. I was happier because I gave a trial for the dance performance, and to my surprise, I got selected.

When my teacher told me that I had been chosen as the main lead dancer, I felt a mixture of emotions at the same time. I had never led a group before, and I kept wondering if I would be able to remember all the steps. Our practice started in school first. Every day, after classes, we would gather in the assembly area and practise. My teacher guided me with a lot of patience. She corrected my steps gently and encouraged me even though I made mistakes. Her words gave me confidence and comfort. At home too, I practised daily. I stood in front of the mirror, repeated the expressions, checked my hand movements, and tried to make each step look perfect. Sometimes I felt tired, and sometimes I felt scared that I might forget everything on the final day. But each time, I reminded myself that I had worked very hard and that my teachers believed in me. Slowly, practising in front of the mirror became something I enjoyed. I could see myself getting better every day, and that made me smile.

When the day finally arrived, I felt very nervous. My hands were cold, and my heart was beating so fast. Standing backstage, I kept telling myself, “You can do this.” When the music started, and the lights came on, something changed inside me. All my fears disappeared, and I danced with confidence. I could feel the energy of my team, and it made me even stronger. When the performance ended, there was loud applause. I saw my teachers clapping proudly and my friends cheering for me. At that moment, I felt truly happy.

After the event, many teachers and students came to appreciate me. They said the dance looked beautiful and that I had done a wonderful job as the lead. Hearing that made all my hard work worth it. I felt proud of myself, not only because I danced well, but because I faced my fear and enjoyed every part of the journey. Taking part in the 37th Celebration of Excellence taught me that practice, courage, and self-belief can help you achieve anything. I will always remember this experience as one of the happiest moments of my school life.

Angel

Class 5

Children’s Day – A Day I Will Never Forget!

 

Children’s Day in our school is always full of excitement, but this year it felt even more special. The decorations were colourful, everyone was smiling, and all the performances—from the little ones to the seniors—filled the day with joy. It was a beautiful celebration of childhood, fun, and learning. But for me, this Children’s Day became unforgettable for a very different reason. It was the first time I, a boy from Class 5, was chosen to deliver the Vote of Thanks in front of the whole school. A week before the event, my class teacher, Mr. Aryan, called me after the morning assembly and told me that he believed I could do it. He said I spoke well and that he trusted me. Hearing that made me both excited and nervous, but his confidence in me gave me courage. He handed me the script and promised that he would help me prepare.

That whole week, I practised everywhere—during break, at home, with my parents, and especially in front of the mirror. I would stand straight, hold a paper in my hand, and repeat the lines again and again until I could say them without looking. Every improvement reminded me of my teacher’s motivating words, “You can do this,” and that made me try even harder. When the big day arrived, I enjoyed watching the performances, but deep inside, I was nervous. My hands felt cold, and I kept whispering the lines to myself. When my name was finally announced, my heart thumped loudly, and for a moment, I feared I might forget everything. Just then, I felt a reassuring hand on my shoulder—it was Mr. Aryan. He quietly told me, “You have worked hard. Just speak from your heart. I’m right here.” His words calmed me instantly.

I walked up to the podium, took a deep breath, and looked at the huge gathering of teachers and students. To my surprise, the words flowed smoothly. Each line came out clearly, and I felt myself growing more confident with every sentence. When I finished, the applause echoed loudly in the hall. My classmates were cheering, and my teacher was smiling proudly from the side. At that moment, I felt the joy of overcoming fear and achieving something new. This Children’s Day taught me that hard work pays off, believing in yourself matters, and a teacher’s trust can make all the difference. It will always remain a day I will cherish forever.

Parmish Mann

Class 5

The Mānn School – A Home of Learning and Love

My name is Divyanshika, and I am proud to be a student of Class IV in this wonderful school.

I joined The Mānn School when I was in Nursery, and since then my amazing journey began. I am blessed with caring teachers, a happy environment, smart classrooms, and great facilities that help us learn and grow.

In our school, every child gets a chance to take part and shine. Our teachers explain every topic clearly, so we understand everything well. We all love and respect our teachers very much.

This year, we started Guided Preparation, which helped us a lot in our studies. With our teachers’ support, we learned how to plan our time, understand lessons better, and solve problems confidently.

Our teachers always encourage us to do our best. They help us whenever we need them. Since both my parents are working, my teachers guide me and support me like a family.

For me, The Mann School is not just a school — it is a beautiful part of my life.

 

By:- Divyanshika Chahal