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Monday, December 7, 2009

P6 - Composition

“ Let’s go with them!” I turned around as these words rang in my ears. I wondered what was happening. I had just alighted from the school bus when I saw hordes of students running towards the school field. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to follow the crowd.

Students let out stifled giggles. Teachers wore horrified faces. I was getting impatient and could wait no longer to know the cause of the commotion. I elbowed my way through the mass. “ Ha ha ha!” I let out convulsions of laughter upon sight of the centre of attraction. Mr Lim, our Head of Department of Physical Education, was lying on the tracks of the school field in a contorted manner.

The silence around me broke my laughter. All eyes turned from Mr. Lim to me. Only then did it dawn on me that I had been really rude. I flushed. “Does anyone have a paper bag to spare?” I mumbled in complete embarrassment. How I wished that I could hide myself somewhere to save all this humiliation! Even if it were just a paper bag, it would suffice. Beads of cold perspiration gathered at my forehead. I had never felt worse. Little did I expect myself to be caught in such a situation.

Most timely for me, the paramedics had just arrived. As they checked on Mr Lim, the vast sea of eyes gave these angels all their focus. I stepped backwards and stood amidst the crowd to avoid unnecessary attention. As I eavesdropped on the hushed whispers of the students around me, I managed to find out how Mr Lim was injured. While the paramedics were helping Mr Lim onto the stretcher, a fat boy, the culprit , was standing not too far away. The guilty look he wore signalled a confirmation that he was the one who had knocked Mr Lim down as he was training with the members of the “Fat Club” during the morning workout.

The crowd moved towards the assembly ground for the flag-raising ceremony and everyone seemed to have forgotten about me. “Phew!” The paramedics really saved me.

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