Top 14 best essays describing the flag raising ceremony at the beginning of the week

Today, I see you wearing very nice and neat clothes. Everyone’s face was radiant. All are waiting for the flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the week.

It is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the weather will be chilly. Clear sky without a single dark cloud. Rare rays of sunlight find their way to the schoolyard. The trees rustle and blow. The wind blows. Birds chirping, creating a colorful picture. Group of girls sitting in groups telling jokes to each other. The group of boys playing and reading the newspaper was interesting. However, you still do not forget the red scarf on your shoulders.

Today, teachers also dress better than usual. The teachers in elegant ao dai. The teacher in the suit looks really handsome. Teachers paced back and forth on the stairs to prepare for the ceremony. The school yard was crowded with rows of green, brown and red chairs. Drums in white ceremonial suits and canoe hats are also ready. At exactly 7:30 a.m., the crisp drum sound signaled the arrival of the flag-raising ceremony. Uncle Ho statue was brought out like Uncle Ho also attended the flag-raising ceremony with us.

We quickly entered the line. The signal “Salute the flag! Hi!” of the general in charge rang out. Everyone stood solemnly at the same time the young shoots of bamboo shoots were raised. The drums of the Team rose. The national flag was gradually raised to the top of the pole. Everyone looked up at the flag, and an indescribable emotion rose up in their hearts as the flag reminded us of the heroes and martyrs who shed their blood to regain independence for the country.

“The Vietnamese army went together to save the country, their footsteps echoed on the bumpy road far away”. That’s the first line of the national anthem that we usually sing. It is always with me, reminding me to study hard to make the country richer and stronger. “Together, we will go up in the footsteps of the Youth Union and strive to be worthy of Uncle Ho’s good son”. That is the Choir song. The team will guide you in study, discipline and fun according to the five things Uncle Ho taught. It will help me grow up, mature and progress in my childhood.

The whole school silently listened to the teacher in charge read the oath: “For socialism, for the ideals of the great Uncle Ho, ready!”. The whole school shouted in unison: “Ready” like breaking the silence. Now the birds are still chirping, the wind is still blowing, the trees are whispering. The general in charge of reading the competition board. When I heard my class rated “Good”, I was very happy. After the principal instructed, we took turns going to class.

The image of the flag, the national anthem, the anthem along with the oath that she heard during the flag raising ceremony will be a baggage that follows her throughout her life, so that she can contribute to society.

As usual, every Monday, the whole school organizes a flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the week so that teachers can summarize the activities of the previous week and develop an activity and study plan for the new week.

After two days off, Saturday and Sunday, to relax my mind and spend time with fun activities, I prepare for a new school week and the first is the flag raising ceremony on Monday morning. I get up early in the morning, prepare all my books and don’t forget to wear dark pants with a white shirt as the school’s uniform every Monday, red scarf, canoe hat and plastic chair have been prepared. ready.

I come to school earlier than usual because my class has a weekly schedule today. The job of the weekly class is to prepare facilities
quality for the flag-raising ceremony such as: carrying tables and chairs, preparing flowers and full tablecloths… By the time you arrived in class, all of you had arrived and started preparing, the class president assigned each group one task, The group carried tables and chairs, the group prepared flowers, tablecloths, drums and flags. As for the preparation of the loudspeaker, it was too heavy and cumbersome, so the general in charge of assigning the upperclassmen to help.

When everything is done, the time drum will sound. The classes are arranged in neat rows with neat clothes, full of canoes and seats. The teachers in the school also sat in their correct positions, each class had a red flag with a yellow star and class number plates were assigned to the class president to hold. The team captain of the school invited teachers and friends to stand up to salute the flag, loudly shouting: “Salute the flag! Hello”, the right hands of the students raised to do the correct flag salutation learned from the lower classes, the drum beat to salute the flag was played in rhythm, all the flags of each class were marked.
raised high.

It was followed by the singing of “National Anthem” and “Anthem”. You all sing loudly and evenly. After the last verse was played, the team captain shouted the slogan: “For the Socialist Fatherland, for the ideal of the great Uncle Ho, ready”, the whole school students chanted together: ” Ready”. After that, teachers and friends sat down, listened to the general manager comment on the school’s discipline and team activities in the past week and read the competition scores of each class during the week, praising the classes with excellent achievements. and take disciplinary action against individuals or groups who violate school rules.

Next, the principal made a comment on the learning situation of the whole school and implemented a plan of activities for the new week. When the time-out drum sounded, she signaled the break and invited the students to go back to class to continue the next lesson
follow. Particularly, the weekly class must stay to carry the tables and chairs and bring the utensils back to their original positions for the next flag salute. When you’re done, go back to class and learn the rest of the lessons.

The flag-raising ceremony is really necessary in every school, showing the solemnity of the school. Thereby increasing the love for the Fatherland in each student and the students better understand the activities in the school.

This morning, the school yard seemed to be busy and bustling. It wasn’t even the first hour of the week that everyone had arrived quite fully.

From a distance, it looks like a flock of white butterflies fluttering in the morning sun. The color of the shirt, the color of the scarf and the bag

mixed in the silver morning dew to create a colorful picture.

Here and there on the schoolyard, groups of students gathered for years, chatting happily. Under the tamarind and phoenix trees, quite a few girls gathered in a circle to watch some of them playing a game of chopsticks. In places to avoid the sun, the boys split into pairs to play soccer. Others stood around watching and cheering. From time to time, cheers were raised by the beautifully twisted bridges. In the hallways of the classrooms, scattered groups were chasing each other’s cards. At the podium area in front of the Board of Directors’ room, the General in charge of the Team is guiding the daily class to prepare two rows of chairs for the teachers and hang the national flag on the top of the column, place Uncle Ho’s statue and vase on it. table.

All prepared in a ready position. Suddenly, a drum beat from the security room resounded, lingering in the space as if urging everyone to hurry back to their class assembly location. A few minutes later, the classes, under the guidance of the homeroom teachers, were all tidy. Only in the first grade, the homeroom teachers had to work hard to run up and down to help the children stand in the right place in their class. On the stage, the General in charge of the Team directs the classes to correct the formation and check the size of each class. A few minutes later, the formation was settled, and the teacher returned to the position where the microphone and amplifier were located. At the bottom of the formation, the murmur of chatter persisted. After the headmaster’s nod, the team leader, holding the microphone, walked forward, in the middle of the formation, and loudly shouted:

– Strictly!

No one told anyone, everyone automatically dignified like a soldier in the team. Space seemed to freeze for a moment. I feel like at this moment, the phoenix and tamarind branches, which used to be playful, are also silent without a movement. The loudspeaker sounded again clearly in front of the stage:

– Towards the National Flag of the Socialist Republic of Vietnam! Salute the flag…! Hello!… National Anthem!

The heroic bass music plays in the middle of the space as if there is not a small sound, making the sound of the song more bustling, dignified and heroic. Hundreds of pairs of eyes gazed at the top of the flagpole, watching the national flag fluttering in the morning wind. The song ends with a long, warm melody. From the front row of class A, Phi Ngan, the captain of the team, slowly walked over to the General in charge of the team, holding the microphone and loudly reciting the five things Uncle Ho taught him seriously and respectfully. The stork greeting ceremony was ended with a drum chant.

The content of activities at the beginning of the week opened with the report on the results of the on-call class read by Ms. Hoang Lan. Conductor class

The top of the whole school this time is class 5B. She invited the whole class to stand up, demonstrating the spirit of learning and sense of discipline

and the effort to rise up in the competition movement “Good example, good deed”, setting up achievements to celebrate the Traditional Festival.

System of Vietnamese teachers November 20. There was a round of applause that didn’t stop until she gave the signal.

Finally, the principal commented and reminded the whole school of some necessary things during the week. The ceremony is over

in joy and excitement. Team drums sounded like urging us, cheering with them

before the achievements in the first week of the emulation movement.

Sitting in my classroom, the atmosphere of the flag salute seems to remain in me forever. A medium-low atmosphere

dressed, dignified expression of a reverence, at the same time magnanimous and proud of a heroic nation. Outside

there, in the green canopy of tamarind and phoenix trees, birds are dancing and singing, joining them

I enjoy the first lesson of the week.

For everyone, there must be unforgettable memories. It may just be very dear memories, but sometimes it’s just the memories of a certain class or the first day of school. I also have such memories, but for me, the memory of the first flag salute when I entered sixth grade always left an impression on me that I can’t forget.

It was a Monday morning at the beginning of the week, the weather today made me feel very comfortable. I went to class to prepare some things such as chairs and hats, and at seven-fifteen the drums beat loudly signaling that the flag-raising ceremony had arrived. At that time all the students from all the classes rushed out like broken birds from all the corridors. The school’s stands have always been decorated and arranged quickly by the seniors.

Two rows of wooden chairs with two rows each are placed very neatly and carefully on either side of the stands to reveal a very large space in the middle for a microphone to stand there and a rather high table there to be spread. A red cloth is placed on top, the statue of Uncle Ho is very dignified but also very beautiful. In the yard, all of you lined up in straight rows of seats, each class went to the class to look like a military parade.

Because we were not familiar, the homeroom teacher had to come down to us to show us the correct placement and order. The upperclassmen, because they were used to it, were able to arrange it quite quickly, they only needed to arrange a few moments and it was done. Finally, the preparations were done, we were able to line up neatly and on the stands all the teachers were out to prepare for the flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the week. The sister in charge of the team with a quick look called out for us to salute the flag.

She shouted: “Hello flag! Hi!” – Her voice was so loud. Immediately we all raised our hands to our temples and looked at the flag. I don’t know if you guys are like me, but for me, every time I look up at that red flag, it gives me a lot of special emotions. It was followed by the singing of “National Anthem” and “Anthem”. You all sing loudly and evenly. After the last verse was played, the team captain shouted the slogan: “For the Socialist Fatherland, for the great Uncle Ho’s ideal, ready”, the whole school students chanted together: ” Ready”.

After that, teachers and friends sat down, listened to the general manager comment on the school’s discipline and team activities in the past week and read the competition scores of each class during the week, praising the classes with excellent achievements. and take disciplinary action against individuals or groups who violate school rules. At such times, the whole school sat in silence and listened. Fortunately, this week we did not commit any mistakes, so we were honored by the school. We were all happy and excited, promising ourselves to try harder to be praised by her. Sometimes she was talking, but a group of our classmates got out of order and she immediately reminded her.

After her comment, we went back to class to continue the next lesson. Particularly, the weekly class must stay to clean up the tables and chairs. Such flag-raising sessions always leave a lot of impressions on me. After each flag salute, I seem to feel more excited, more refreshed and ready for the next lessons.

Every Monday morning, my school holds a flag raising ceremony. I really like this flag raising ceremony because after each ceremony, I feel like I have more energy to start a new school week.

Monday morning was the first morning of a school week and because we needed to prepare for the flag raising ceremony, we had to arrive earlier than other days. At exactly seven to ten, we were at the school to prepare our seats and lined up neatly waiting for the bell to ring when the flag-raising ceremony began. Usually when it rains, the time to salute the flag will be postponed, but on beautiful days, the ceremony is held in the joy of both nature and people.

We sat in the school yard with neatly arranged rows that made the whole school yard covered in white school uniforms and fluttered red scarves on our shoulders. At the beginning of the ceremony was the command: “Adjust your costumes, prepare to salute the flag” which was loudly chanted by the team captain after reminding everyone to stand in the correct formation. The majestic music played and we began to sing the national anthem with our right hand stretched across our temples and our eyes always on the bright red national flag fluttering in the wind.

At that moment, I only have pride and nameless feelings resounding in my heart about my beloved country. At that time, I felt like not only people but also groves, benches, classrooms were sinking into that solemn space. The ceremony time passed very quickly and the second part of the ceremony was equally important, the summary of the pros and cons during the past school week. That’s when I can see the whole scene of my school during the ceremony.

The whole school yard covers a dignified but not stuffy but very comfortable atmosphere. Praised individuals and groups are excited to cheer, have more motivation to strive and promote, while the criticized classes take that as a reminder to correct. I noticed that even the normally naughty classmates became very docile and likable during such flag-raising ceremonies. You guys do not often run around and play like usual, but sit very seriously and listen to what the general in charge tells you on stage.

What makes me most interesting is that at the end of each flag-raising ceremony, there will be a musical performance by the school’s musical team. Good performances make everyone feel more energized for a new day. The flag-raising ceremony always ended with joy on every student’s face and then, I felt like I had just received spiritual strength for a school week with many new and interesting things going on. wait.

This morning, the school yard seemed to be busy and bustling. All are waiting for the dignified and impressive beginning of the week to salute the flag. For me, the ceremony is especially important because it opens a new school week with many activities.

Before the ceremony, everyone was quite full. From a distance, it looks like a flock of white butterflies fluttering in the morning sun. The color of the shirt, the scarf and the school bag mixed in the silver morning dew create a colorful picture. Here and there on the schoolyard, groups of students gathered for years, chatting happily. Under the tamarind and phoenix trees, there were quite a few girls gathered in a circle to watch some of them playing ball and chopsticks. In the sheltered places, the boys, divided into pairs, played a game of shuttlecock. Others stood around watching and cheering. From time to time, cheers were raised by the beautifully twisted bridges.

In the hallways of the classrooms, scattered groups were chasing each other’s cards. At the podium area in front of the door of the Board of Directors’ room, the General in charge of the Team is guiding the daily class to prepare two rows of chairs for the teachers and hang the national flag on the top of the column, place Uncle Ho’s statue and vase on it. table. All prepared in a ready position. Suddenly, a drum beat from the security room resounded, lingering in the space as if urging everyone to hurry back to their class assembly location.

A few minutes later, the classes, under the guidance of the homeroom teachers, were all tidy. Only in Grade One, the homeroom teachers had to work hard to run up and down to help the children stand in the right place in their class. On the stage, the General in charge of the Team directs the classes to correct the formation and check the size of each class. A few minutes later, the formation was settled, and the teacher returned to the position where the microphone and amplifier were located. At the bottom of the formation, the murmur of chatter persisted.

After the headmaster’s nod, the team leader, holding the microphone, walked forward, in the middle of the formation, and loudly shouted:

– Strictly! No one told anyone, automatically dignified like a soldier in the team. Space seemed to freeze for a moment. I feel like at this moment, the phoenix and tamarind branches, which used to be playful, are now silent without any movement. Loud speakers resounded in front of the stage.

– Towards the National Flag of the Socialist Republic of Vietnam, salute the flag… Hi! Anthem!

The heroic bass music plays in the middle of the space without any small sound, making the sound of the song more bustling, dignified and heroic. Hundreds of pairs of eyes gazed at the top of the flagpole, watching the national flag fluttering in the morning wind. The song ends with a warm, long melody. From the front row of class 5A, Phi Ngan, the team captain, slowly approached the team leader, holding the microphone and loudly reciting the five things Uncle Ho taught him solemnly and respectfully.

The flag-saluting ceremony ended with an adoration of drums. The team listened to the excitement and excitement of people’s hearts. The content of activities at the beginning of the week opened with the report on the results of the on-call class read by Ms. Hoang Lan. The leading class of the whole school this time is class 5B. She invited the whole class to stand up, praising the spirit of learning, the sense of discipline and the effort to rise up in the emulation movement “Good example, good deed”, setting up achievements to celebrate the Traditional Teachers’ Day. Vietnamese Church November 20. There was a burst of applause that didn’t stop until she gave the signal.

Finally, the principal commented and reminded the whole school of some necessary things during the week. The ceremony ended with joy and excitement. Team drums sounded like urging us, cheering with us at the achievements in the first week of the emulation movement. Sitting in my classroom, the atmosphere of the flag salute seems to remain in me forever. An atmosphere that is both contemplative and dignified, showing respect and magnanimity, proud of a heroic nation. Outside, in the canopy of green leaves of tamarind and phoenix trees, a few birds are dancing and singing, joining us in the joy of a first day of the week.

Every Monday morning, I go to school earlier than usual to attend the school’s flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the week. At this time, the sun had just risen, round like a fireball. The weather is still chilly. On the leaves, the drops of night dew were illuminated by the dawn, they looked like rubies emitting iridescent rays. Somewhere, sparrows pass from branch to branch, chirping to welcome the new day.

Moments later, the schoolyard was bustling with activity. At seven o’clock, three bells rang loudly. Everyone was neat in white shirt, blue pants, blue skirt. Particularly, the third, fourth and fifth grades are adorned with a scarlet scarf on their shoulders, making everyone look cute and lovely. Everyone quickly took their place. The command of Mr. Tong in charge of the team resounded loudly: “Salute the flag. . Hi!”. A series of hands raised, thousands of them, eyes turned to the national flag.

The majestic national anthem is played. At this moment, in front of my eyes, it seems that the victorious Vietnamese army is rushing towards the historic Ba Dinh Square to listen to President Ho Chi Minh read the Declaration of Independence. The red flag with a yellow star was slowly raised by two female friends in the ritual team to the rhythm of the song. Seeing the flag proudly fluttering in the wind, my heart is filled with gratitude for the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the independence and freedom of the Fatherland, for our peaceful life today and for thousands of thousands of people. next day.

At the end of the national anthem, we sang the team song again. The beat of the drums seems to rekindle the old tradition of your father that today’s youth are following, as if it is an urge to encourage us… It’s so proud and also so proud of the young Vietnamese generation. past and present did not shame his father. Suddenly, I remembered the poem of Uncle To Huu:

The parent class before the child class

Became a comrade on the march.

The welcome ceremony ended in warm, majestic music. We sat down and listened to the General in charge commenting on the competition results of the past week. Whichever class came first, immediately in that area, there were cheers of joy, loud applause, each student’s face was radiant. Then there were whispers of gossip. The last part of the ceremony was the advice of the Principal. Her voice sounded like a small reminder ‘we have to study better so as not to disappoint our parents and teachers. The flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the week was short but very meaningful. We entered class with a joyful mood of the first day of the week

So here comes the second! I come to school a little earlier than usual, because today there is a flag raising ceremony.

What a beautiful day! White clouds flutter in the blue sky. At the schoolyard, we were already crowded. Everyone dresses really well. The white color of the uniform shirt, the black color of the hair, the color of the teachers’ ao dai and the bright red color of the red scarf are always worn on the shoulders of the team members. All mixed together looks like a garden full of flowers.

The blue, red, purple, and yellow chairs lined up like a moving train. In the stands, the general in charge, the principal and the vice principal were quickly preparing for the flag-raising ceremony. The drummers wearing white clothes are trying to beat the drums: Tung! Tung! Tung!. The prolonged drumming sounded as if urging us to line up. When the whole school was stable, the superintendent’s loud voice rang out from the loudspeaker: “Teachers and all students stand up to salute the flag”. “Strict! Hello flag… Hi!”.

The bamboo shoots of the team members raised. Thousands of eyes turned to the National Flag. Why is it so quiet, the birds chirping, the laughter seem to have disappeared. From the loudspeaker sounded: “National anthem”. “The Vietnamese army went together to save the country, their footsteps echoed on the bumpy road far away…”. The song reminds us of the brave soldiers who fell for the independence and freedom of the Fatherland. The national anthem ended, the choir resounded: “Together we go up in the footsteps of the Youth Union, strive to be worthy of Uncle Ho’s good son…”. The song seems to remind us that we have to work hard to study to be worthy of being a good grandchild, dear Uncle Ho.

The National Anthem and the Choir ended. The general in charge said: “For the socialist Fatherland, for the ideal of the great Uncle Ho, ready!”. The whole school’s loud chanting: “Ready” seemed to shake the whole atmosphere. The principal made comments on emulation and disseminated the week’s work for grades four and five. The teacher commended my class for its many achievements in the November XNUMXth session. The ceremony ended, we lined up to go to class one by one. When entering the classroom, the image of the flag still flickered somewhere in the classroom. The beloved school roof with the flags at the beginning of the week will never fade in our minds.

To start a new school week with many good results, we usually have a flag raising session on the first Monday of the week. And every flag-raising ceremony is the motivation for us to try hard and study well this new week.

Every first Monday morning, winter or summer, when the sky is clear of clouds; We have prepared chairs, red scarves, canoe hats to conduct a special ritual at the beginning of the week. On the stage was a huge blue screen with the flag salute ceremony at the beginning of the week. Looking at it, we see that we have more energy. As always, the General in charge of the team will present the tasks included in the flag raising ceremony. And the end of her words was applause.

We were arranged to sit in two rows, according to the class in a neat and quiet way. Because if you talk to the team captain, they will record in the book, and at the end of the week, they will evaluate the behavior. Usually, the uniform on every Monday morning is a white shirt, casual pants, and a full red scarf. This is a weekly uniform set by the school. We sat attentively looking up at the stage.

When you hear the signal “Salute the flag” of the captain, the captain sounds. At that time, the school yard was strangely quiet, the radio played the national anthem and began to salute the flag at the beginning of the week at my school. This is the most sacred moment, because we are all proud of our country, about what we are enjoying from the previous generation. When we salute the flag, we will turn our eyes to the red flag with a yellow star fluttering overhead. We feel our hearts are filled with joy.

After saluting the flag, we conducted a minute of remembrance to remember the merits of the heroes and martyrs. At the end of the flag salute will be a speech by the principal. The teacher’s voice sounded loud and clear, enough for us to be quiet and listen. The teacher commented on the achievements and limitations that the classes have achieved in the past time. At the same time, the teacher commends students who have good academic achievements, active activities and reward plans. She severely criticizes disruptive, naughty friends during the week and will handle them according to regulations.

We sat seriously, listening to the teacher’s comment, very few friends could talk privately. The end of the flag salutation is usually cheers, the sound of your footsteps entering the classroom to prepare for a new energetic week. The flag-raising sessions at the beginning of the week often make a lot of impression on me, giving me more motivation to study better.

Every Monday morning, my whole school gathers in the middle of the school yard to attend the first ceremony of the week. It is a common activity of the whole school that everyone is looking forward to.

The school drums rang for a long time at seven-fifteen on Monday morning, we came down from the classes very quickly to gather in the school yard. Everyone’s mood is happy and excited to start the next week or the middle of the week. The classes are all lined up in two neat rows. Everyone wears white uniforms and solemn red scarves, creating a beautiful image in the schoolyard.

The sky is high and clear, the fresh green leaves whispering in the wind, the birds chirping are also happy to welcome the new week of learning with lots of fun. On the podium to salute the flag is a table with a statue of Uncle Ho and a vase of brilliant flowers. From above the podium, the general-in-charge shouted “Strict! Hello flag, hello.” The solemn flag-raising ceremony began. Everyone watched the national flag fluttering and then sang the national anthem.

In that dignified atmosphere, against the clear sky, the red flag with yellow stars flew prominently. Looking at the national flag and the lyrics of the heroic national anthem, I overflowed with indescribable emotions, which is gratitude to the fallen heroes for us to study under this beloved school. In that emotional moment, the nightingales, as well as silent, stopped singing to immerse themselves in the ceremony. Only the golden rays of the morning light shine down gently, shimmering, making the scene of the flag-raising ceremony more sacred than ever.

After the national anthem ended, our anthem resounded like a promise made by the young people wearing red scarves with the chants of “ready” for the socialist and idealistic homeland. of the great Uncle Ho. At the end of the flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the week, the school yard returned to normal with a burst of laughter. The trees are greener, the nightingales are singing again. And we prepare for a new week full of learning energy.

At the beginning of the week at half past seven at school, I hold a flag salute. The flag-raising ceremony was attended by teachers and students in the school. The ceremony has always left an indelible impression on me.

We were playing in the yard when suddenly “Tung! Tung! Tung!” The sound of drums signaled that the time to salute the flag was about to begin.. Each class was divided into two rows along the regulations. The class sign as a landmark stands evenly in the hands of the class reps. The red scarves fluttering in the wind showed off their bright white uniforms. The soft morning sun shines on our faces, making our cheeks rosy.

Teachers are well dressed. The drum team wearing their own uniform stood on the stage to prepare for the flag raising ceremony. We stand up. The general in charge shouted: “Seriously! Salute the flag! Hi”. As soon as the shouting stopped, a series of hands of the fourth and fifth graders raised in front of their foreheads. Drum pounding. You hold the flag and stand in front of the stage to salute the flag according to the signal. You all shut up. His eyes were fixed on the flag fluttering in the wind.

As soon as the drum beat stopped, Ms. Hang shouted: “National anthem”. All sang in unison: “Let’s go to the Vietnamese army…” The voice echoed very evenly. Everyone sang passionately to express their love for their homeland. Eyes fixed on the national flag. Head held high. The two arms stretched out to the sides looked serious. The birds sing so passionately every day, today they are silent as if they want to hear our song. At the end of the national anthem, it is the troupe song. You sing faster and stronger. “For the Socialist Fatherland, for the ideals of the great Uncle Ho!” “Ready!”. Voices like thunder.

After salute the flag, the general in charge signaled us to sit. The atmosphere was somewhat noisy but orderly as soon as she commented on the competition of the week. Her voice is clear and easy to listen to. If my class received an excellent flag, everyone would be happy, and all of their faces would be happy. Then she mentioned next week. Everyone listens attentively to perform well. Then each of you holding a chair in turn went to class to return the quiet atmosphere to the schoolyard.

I really like the flag salute at the beginning of the week. The image of the sacred national flag is imprinted in each of our minds. The red scarf she is wearing represents a corner of the country’s flag. It reminds me to try to study and practice to become a good student.

As usual, in the early hours of Monday, my school held a flag-raising ceremony. Clear sky without a single cloud. Bright golden sunlight filled the yard. The wind gently blows, the trees on the terrace flutter as if they want to talk to the wind, to the birds. Rows of ornamental pots full of fragrant flowers, bees and butterflies fluttering.

In the corridors of the classroom doors, students are reading each other’s cards, the sound of gossiping, mixed with laughter and noisy talk

uproar the whole schoolyard. The rows of phoenix and eagle trees tilted their heads together and whispered. The uncles greet the crested, the lime,

flute… standing on the branches, holding her head high, she caught her voice as loud as a singer standing in front of the chorus.

a choir and accompaniment orchestra sings. Suddenly, three voices sounded: “Tung! Tung! Tung!” newspaper

signal the flag-raising ceremony begins. Classes focus on their place. We took off our hats, fixed our scarves,

Dressed up ready for the ceremony. The school’s drum team followed the beat and walked to the stage. On the loudspeaker emitted

loud chant:

– All attention: Rest… Strictly! Hello flag… Hi!

We raised our right hand to our forehead and looked at the national flag that was slowly being raised in the wind, the Buddha part fluttering on the top of the pole.

The scene at that time was solemn. The scene is silent, you can hear the sound of the wind whispering, the sound of leaves

rustling. The drums still rang loudly. When the drums stopped, we started singing the National Anthem. The choir

strong, majestic, and heroic: “The Vietnamese army goes… steady”.

Next is the Choir song. The song sounds earnestly, has the power to attract people’s hearts: “Together we go up… go further and further”. At the end of the lesson, the Vice Principal shouted: “For the Socialist Fatherland, for the ideals of the great Uncle Ho, ready”. Next, she commented on the flag raising ceremony, announced the competition results of the classes and branches of the Team in the past week, and the team in charge set up the emulation program this week. The excellent grades will receive certificates of merit and rewards. My class is the top class in the whole school, so I received an extra rotation flag. My heart is also happy and excited as if I received the reward myself.

Sitting in the classroom, the atmosphere of the flag-saluting ceremony is still subtle. Thinking about the flag of the Fatherland, I see that it is the sacred soul of the nation. The heroes and martyrs spent a lot of blood dyeing the national flag to regain independence and freedom for the nation. I vow to study hard so that in the future I can contribute a small part of my strength to the country.

Every Monday, I usually go to class earlier than usual because it is the first day of the week to salute the flag. The weather today is beautiful! Fluffy white clouds flutter in the blue sky. On the spot, we were fully present. Teachers, teachers go to urge us, try to track each other’s lessons well. In the room of the Board of Directors, the Principal and the General in charge of the Team are preparing for the flag raising ceremony.

The drum to signal concentration sounded. From the classroom doors, each row of couples walked and stomped their feet to the beat of the drum, walking towards the position to salute the flag. When the whole school was stable, the loud voice of the captain of the team resounded from the loudspeaker: “Seriously! Welcome flag… Hi!”. Each of the beautiful bamboo shoots of the Team members raised in front of the top of their foreheads and eyes towards the National Flag. The red flag with a yellow star is slowly raised to the rhythm of the national anthem. The song reminds us of the brave soldiers who died for the country’s independence and freedom. Standing in front of the students, the teachers also solemnly looked at the flag with an emotional look. When the national anthem ended, the lady in charge shouted loudly: “For the Fatherland for the sake of socialism, for the ideal of the great Uncle Ho, be ready!”.

The sound is long, flying away without stopping, shaking the whole space. The birds salute the crests, the starlings… panic

flew into the air and then slowly swooped down somewhere on the foliage. Team Captain Lien welcomes the Principal

comment on the flag-raising ceremony and disseminate the plan for the week. She complimented us seriously during the ceremony. Then she

comment praising good examples, good deeds of the past week and publicizing the work of the coming week. The ceremony ended in

the song “Like Uncle Ho on the day of great victory”.

We took turns entering the classroom to start the first class of a new week. The image of the national flag is still there

looming here. The beloved school roof with the flag raising ceremony at the beginning of the week will never fade away in our minds

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Every Monday morning at the beginning of the week, I eagerly look forward to going to school to attend the flag raising ceremony. For me, the flag-raising ceremony has a very special meaning, it gives me an indescribable sacred feeling.

As a habit, every Monday I go to school earlier than usual to prepare for the flag-raising ceremony. This morning is beautiful. The sky is high and clear, with a few white clouds floating indifferently. The sun radiates warm sunshine everywhere, everything seems to be full of life, pure and fresh. The air is fresh, cool, with occasional breezes, creating a very pleasant feeling. Tree branches flutter in the wind as if to cheer, on high, birds chirping make the scene more jubilant and bustling.

The red flag with a yellow star fluttered in the breeze and the morning sun, the red that was brilliant today is even more brilliant. The whole school yard was covered in white school uniforms. On each student’s shoulder is a scarlet scarf symbolizing the Team member. The school drum was beaten for a while, the students stopped all their activities, no one told anyone to line up neatly, their eyes looked up to where the teachers were sitting.

When the whole school was stabilized, the loud voice of the general manager resounded: “Strict! Salute the flag! Hi”. All students and teachers put their hands on their heads, their eyes following the national flag. A solemn, sacred atmosphere pervades the entire school. After saluting the flag, everyone sang the National Anthem in unison. Everyone tried to sing as loud and as loud as possible. The song reminds us of the golden past of the Vietnamese nation, reminding us to respect and be grateful to the previous generation, who died so that we could have an independent and free life like this. today.

After the national anthem comes the choir song. The song has a cheerful melody that makes us excited and reminds us to study well to be worthy of Uncle Ho’s good son. Finally, the general-in-charge commented on the learning situation and implementation of the whole school’s order in the past week, praising the classes that performed well, at the same time criticizing and reminding some individuals and groups about shortcomings still exist.

Although the flag-saluting hour has ended, its image is still imprinted in my mind. The time to salute the flag is not only an interesting class but also shows the love for the school, the homeland and the country in each student’s heart.