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Once upon a time, in a big, bustling country called Pakistan, there lived many children who dreamed of becoming heroes — not the kind with capes, but the kind with white coats! These heroes were doctors, nurses, and scientists who helped people feel better.

Every year, thousands of students studied very hard, hoping to enter special schools called medical colleges. They read thick books, solved tricky problems, and worked late into the night. Only a few could make it — the ones who never gave up, no matter how hard the journey got.

One such lucky student was me. After working super hard and passing a big, important test, I got accepted into my dream medical university! It felt like reaching the top of a very tall mountain. But the most magical part of the journey was just about to begin…

It was a bright Monday morning — the day of the White Coat Ceremony! I woke up early, brushed my teeth, prayed, and ate breakfast with my family. Then, dressed in my best clothes and with butterflies fluttering in my stomach, I set off with my parents to the university.

The college auditorium looked like something from a fairy tale! It was full of lights, decorations, and smiles. All around me were students just like me — nervous, proud, and full of dreams. Even though we had never met before, we already felt like friends. We had all worked so hard to be here.

And then… the big moment came.

We were asked to wear our white coats for the very first time! As I slipped my arms into the sleeves, I felt like I had been given a superhero’s cape. It wasn’t just a coat. It was a promise — a promise to help people, to be kind, and to work hard.

The whole hall looked amazing — full of new doctors in shining white coats! Parents clapped, teachers smiled, and hearts swelled with pride. I could almost hear the dreams whispering, “You did it!”

After that, we stood together and took a special oath — a doctor’s promise — to always be honest, careful, and helpful. We promised to treat everyone with love and respect, and to never stop learning.

That day, we were no longer just students. We were future healers. We knew that one day, people would come to us for help, and we had to be ready to give them our very best.

The White Coat Day wasn’t the end of a story — it was the beginning of a new adventure. And I was ready to begin.