Conclusion of Essay

As for the two-storey boys residential blocks, they were demolished and turned into threestory blocks and relocated to the far edge of the school area next to the reclaimed mangrove
land. The school was still undergo an extension with another piece of land adjacent to the
wooden blocks had been purchased to accommodate two more blocks of residential for
students.
This is how I remembered my old school and my old schools memories. Unlike the spacious
area it was used to be especially with a few blocks of buildings, the whole architecture and
landscape were turned into a crowded high density area of buildings to accommodate
students intake with a cluster school status. It was crowded and I can hold my breath as I felt
suffocated.
I am glad and proud of the physical infrastructure of my old school. I have no regrets at all
seeing the vast developments compared to my old school days. Although I have not been here
for the last 30 years, it makes me felt at home as the only old wooden block was still there.
I went to the old wooden block. Fortunately, the structure was enhanced to preserve the
historical values as it was the first building when the school were established back in 1975.
However, the function had been changed and turned into the schools indoor activities room
and sports equipment stores. I entered one of the rooms which was my class when I was in
Form 1 Ali. I took a moment and at glance through the windows of the old wooden block, my
eyes sparkled as I can recognized an old huge mango tree and walked towards it. My tears
flowed again like a waterfall when I saw the a piece of wooden label with an information,
This mango tree was planted by Form 1 Ali, today 16 March 1986. It was the sweetest
moments in my whole life and Home Sweet Home Again.