A Place We Cherish

Do you have a place that you cherish with all your heart? Your childhood home, the park near your house or your school? Do you have that kind of place? I know I do. One of those places is my secondary school. It is a typical school with facilities that you would usually find in any other school such as an indoor sports hall, a field and a gym. It does not have anything spectacular about it but I still cherish it. I cherish it not for what the school had to offer but I cherish it because of the memories made in the halls. I cherish the memories that the classrooms carry, the memories that

It is a typical school with facilities that you would usually find in any other school such as an indoor sports hall, a field and a gym. It does not have anything spectacular but I still cherish it. I cherish it not for what the school had to offer but I cherish it because of the memories made in the halls. I cherish the memories that the classrooms carry, the memories that the canteen reminds me of, the memories that I can recall from each nook and cranny. It is the memories that were made there which makes my secondary school a place that I cherish. Now, whenever I walk those corridors and look into the classrooms, I remember all the fun I had, all the laughter and drama that happened.

A place that we cherish holds a lot of sentimental and emotional value, it is the nostalgia that comes with it that makes us feel attached to it, a certain longing for it.

To me, the places that I cherish will always have a place in my heart and when I am to visit them again in the future, I am sure that all those memories of the past will come flooding back in.

 

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