Prachi Satrawal
I am a third year architecture student right now and can’t help myself from capturing my journey as something wrapped in and around the courtyard of Ryan H3.
The space between those corridors and the classrooms was where the actual learning happened.
My teachers believed in me and that gave me a lot of strength to believe in myself as a young child. I took part in every competition I could, music, dance, drama, art, craft, the NTSE and once I even campaigned during student elections! Dance practices, lifestyle lessons, movie time, book reading everything happened in that multipurpose library space that overlooked the horse
riding ring and tennis lawn. I was occupied in various activities, trying to do it all from making the perfect notebooks with numbered pages and filled indexes to stepping my feet and enthusiasm into all the activities and competitions. Today I can say I did have it cracked during that phase of my life at least, of course with the help of my teachers and my friends.
My brain doesn’t remember my wins and losses but my heart does remember the feeling of happiness and satisfaction that came to me during the process of creating something and being someone. These early years of my school strongly shaped my personality and gave me the self-confidence to be someone who is optimistic about our dreams and hope as a society. All the credit for shaping my raw self and infusing it with courage and hope goes to my amazing and ever enthusiastic teachers. I am grateful to all of them for believing in me and working their super cool magic to transform me into my best self. Ryan H3 gave me friends for lifetime, lessons to revisit, teachers to cherish and a bundle of energy to fuel my ambitions.