📓 Dear Students, I’m Central Academy — And I’ve Got Stories to Tell

Hi there, I'm Central Academy. Not just bricks, boards, bells, and benches — I’m a living, breathing world. A little chaotic, a little emotional, and very, very full of life.

I’ve seen first graders cry on their first day, and twelfth graders cry on their last (don’t worry, I cry too). I’ve watched students go from “Ma’am, can I go to the washroom?” to “Sir, I got placed at Infosys.”

Let me tell you what it’s like being me.

☀️ Mornings Are My Favorite

I love when my gates swing open and you all tumble in — sleepy, grumpy, giggling, chasing each other like puppies in uniform. The way you try to sneak in late and pretend you were "here the whole time"? Hilarious.

Your footsteps echo down my corridors, your laughter fills my air, and for those 6-7 hours… I'm alive because of you.

📚 I’ve Heard Everything

Every excuse, every “the dog ate my homework,” every “this test wasn’t fair,” and yes — every whispered crush confession during group projects. You think I don’t know? Sweetheart, I’ve seen students pass chits before WhatsApp was even a thing.

I keep secrets. That’s part of the job.

💥 I’ve Hosted Heroes

Some of you walk in nervous, shy, unsure of your place. And then one day… you sing in front of the whole school, win a gold in athletics, or solve a math problem your teacher hadn’t even finished explaining.

I live for those moments. They’re better than any paint job I’ve had.

🎭 I Love the Drama

The annual function panic. The costume mishaps. The student who forgets their line and just makes something up that somehow works.I've seen it all. And honestly? I'm the biggest fan in the audience.

📸 You Grow, I Glow

Every time you scribble on my desks, I sigh (but I let it slide). Every time you hang your drawings on my boards, I feel proud. Every time you walk my halls taller than the year before, I know — I’ve done something right.

I’m not just here to teach you how to pass exams. I’m here to watch you grow into yourself.

🕰️ And When You Leave...

You hug your teachers, take selfies with every possible wall, and promise to visit. Some of you keep that promise, some don’t — but I remember you anyway.

I remember your first steps through my gates. I remember your laughter bouncing off my walls. I remember the version of you that only I knew.

💌 So Here’s to You

You give me purpose. You bring me life. You leave behind echoes that last longer than any bell I ring.

I am Central Academy. I’ve raised thousands, I’ve celebrated millions of small moments, and I’ll always be ready for more.

Tomorrow, someone new will walk in. And I’ll love them too.

Until then,Yours forever,– Central Academy(Yes, the one with the loud bell and a heart full of stories)