My Beloved School

"Bathing in the Ganges breeze, in the shades of trees, stands our St. Anthony" -Singing this school anthem pouring our hearts out echoing the hopes and aspirations of the school ; it's essence rousing our spirit and uplifting our souls, is what defines us, "Anthonians". Taking pride in our " White and maroon dress" delineates us manifestly. Growing up watching our seniors showing incredible performances in march-past and other house competitions to being that senior winning prizes for one's house preceded by lots of hardwork and dedication is relevantly the most remarkable part of our journey - 10years and still counting (for some). What's a true Anthonian without crying one's eyes out being vanquished by another rival house and shedding tears of joy winning trophies of victory reputating one's house! Moreover, DIVIDED BY HOUSES YET UNITED BY THE ANTHONIAN SPIRIT.

Words would obviously fall short to illuminate all the innumerable golden memories with our alma-mater, our second home. Putting on fancy attires for school functions, waiting for Children's Day to put our hands together on the dance floor, playing tirelessly in the PT class even on a sultry day, sharing tiffins among friends in the class hours itself, visiting the chapel in Moral Science classes, screaming with joy when sister announced to take us to the auditorium, nattering for hours in the balcony and pandal on the account of house-work and programme rehearsals and a lot more -- time flew really fast! 

Undeniably, "Our most precious is our St. Anthony's. " It moulded us to who we are today. The time has nearly come to bid adios to you. The tranquility of our school corridor will be the only lamenting sound to our hearts as we would carry the dazzle of new life. Things end but memories last forever. SAS, you will forever be cherished in our hearts.

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