Friday, January 18, 2008

The boy who cried fire!






A very good day to you, here we meet again. As the usual, I had nothing but about the school to chat again today. Yesterday, my school held a fire drill at the final period of the day and it was a very fun one. It was a fun one not because it was actually that fun or entertaining but because we were able to skip lessons.Yes! Although it was just one pathetic lesson or actually it was less than a lesson, we did not mind at all as long as we get to miss a dull lesson.

At that precise moment when the fire alarm went off and reverberated and echoed in the air, my classmates started screaming their lungs out and ran about in no specified directions in the classroom with craze. Some of the ridicules ones even thought of leaping into the school pond and also to race to the toilets to hide in the toilet bowls while doing their 'business'. After having quite a hard time dealing with the class, our teacher managed to evacuate us out of the classroom with our bags readily packed and led us down to the assembly area-----which is the field. On our way there, some of us took our own sweet time and strolled to the toilets to comb our hair while reflecting ourselves in the mirror before starting to shout at the top of our voices and scuttling helter-skelter and crashing into objects. It did not take us long to reach the field. We chatted among ourselves non-stop even when settling down in the field. Then we started throwing artificial soil materials at each other. Now this was what I would mean by the word ' fun'. It was thrilling as we get to annoy others. Anyway, we had to station there staring in the blank under the brilliant sun for quite a while. The sun was stinging me and I was burning there. If we were to stay there for a longer period, I think I would have been evaporated away into thin air and no one would even notice. When it was over, I tossed my worn out hands up high in the air and heaved a sigh of relief before returning to my class to collect my bag.
By the way, this is just the third or second week and I am already buried by an avalanche of homework and projects. My teachers just kept spamming me with homework every day so much so that it has now become a daily necessity. Please, I also have non-school activities and is also a human. If this goes on, I am going to rot to death horribly! So please spare my life! Okay it is time or at least it is to me. Until next time! Bye!

1 comment:

Mr Ron Tan said...

Hi Le Yuan

Some good use of vocab and interesting recounts. Well-written and it was an enjoyable read!

Cheers
MRT