All for School Trip
We did something wrong, but we don’t regret it. Our lives were on the line.
It was three hours before we did the wrong thing. We were all in our classrooms, and I, for one, was so happy because I had completed my assignment and was ready for a happy submission. My friend Jon, on the other hand, was still writing his work between classes.
“Let me use your work!”
“No, I took so much time researching, I won’t give it to you just like that.”
“Ahhh! O Sam! Sam! Can you give me your work? I’ll just have a look!”
Sam, my other friend, had come to class and he told us that though he finished his work, he forgot it at home. Carrie and Jasmine, who were our classmates, overheard Sam and suggested he call home from the office and ask someone to bring it for him.
All of us started to help Sam and Jon. It was done — Jon had completed his work, and Sam told us his older sister came by and he got back his work.
We had an hour before submitting our work, so we thought we should all go and give our work to the teacher at that moment. We piled our work on top of each other’s and left the class.
On our way, we met with our senior, and as we were talking, a junior from behind pushed me and I almost slipped — but even worse happened. The assignment files were in my hand, and they fell out from the veranda. As we were trying to get hold of them, as if we would even catch them, we only saw them falling off, and the worst part — they fell on the other side of the school.
The five of us stared at each other, shocked at the chaos that just happened. We checked the time — we had about 30 minutes. We ran down, and our senior Meghan also followed us.
The other side of the school was a barren ground, and it was partitioned with a barbed wire fence.
“Ahhh!” screamed Jon. “We’re doomed if we don’t submit our work on time. No school trip for us! Ahhh!”
“Be quiet,” I said. “We will find a way!”
There did not seem to be any way. We looked through the wired fence and felt like sobbing all the more. At that moment, I ran as fast as I could to the school storeroom, and I brought with me the ultimate tool — the tool that cuts through wires.
Our senior, shocked, advised us not to do it. I looked at the time — 15 minutes left.
“No, we have to do it,” I said. I looked at everyone; we all agreed.
And so we cut through the wire and got our work back. We had 7 minutes left, and so we ran as fast as we could to the staff room to submit our work — and we did it.
We submitted our work, and now we could go for the school trip.
And about the barbed wire fence — haha — a week later the Principal found out, and we were all suspended from school for a week. But the good thing was, he forgot about the trip and did not suspend us from that, so our lives were saved.
School trip, here we come!
– Christina k sangma