One of my happiest memories is of my elementary school days in USA .
I was nine years old when my family moved to America . I liked life in the United States and got used to it easily . However , I was always proud of being a Saudi national . One day , the school took us on a field trip to the John F. kennedy Centre in Washington DC .
The centre was full of interesting things to see . I listened carefully to what the tour guide and our teacher had to say about the exhibits . I wanted to get home and tell my family about the exhibits . To leave the centre , we had to pass the Hall of Flags . The guide told us that the flag of every country in the world hangs in this hall . Hurriedly my eyes searched for the Saudi flag .
I simply stood under it and saluted it . My teacher and classmates were touched by my patriotism . They spent the rest of the day telling everyone how wonderful it was for a child to love his country so much . It was a memorable day indeed .
I was nine years old when my family moved to America . I liked life in the United States and got used to it easily . However , I was always proud of being a Saudi national . One day , the school took us on a field trip to the John F. kennedy Centre in Washington DC .
The centre was full of interesting things to see . I listened carefully to what the tour guide and our teacher had to say about the exhibits . I wanted to get home and tell my family about the exhibits . To leave the centre , we had to pass the Hall of Flags . The guide told us that the flag of every country in the world hangs in this hall . Hurriedly my eyes searched for the Saudi flag .
I simply stood under it and saluted it . My teacher and classmates were touched by my patriotism . They spent the rest of the day telling everyone how wonderful it was for a child to love his country so much . It was a memorable day indeed .
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