Detention

It was a bright and sunny day, the water was sparkling and the birds were singing with glee. As I walked to school I was mesmerized by the beauty of flowers nearby. When I reached school I realized that I didn’t do my history homework! I felt foreboding since the first class was history plus I have always despised my history teacher Miss. Laurens because of her eerie aura which she carried around.

 At that moment I noticed my friend Marissa hadn’t done the homework either, so we both came up with a slow-witted idea. We didn’t want to get scolded by Miss. Laurens in front of everyone in the class for such mistakes. So we slipped into the teacher’s lounge and walked around looking for a hallway pass. While walking around we felt an aggressive tap on our shoulders, I turned around to see who it was. It was from Miss. Laurens, I was perturbed by her. She asked us what we were doing in the Teacher’s lounge with a puissant voice. Marissa and I looked at each other with a feeling of despair, I turned towards Miss. Laurens and I started to stammer that we had a doubt and wanted to get it cleared. 

She gave us a skeptical look and walked away. What a sigh of relief! After a while, we spotted the hallway passes pinned on the board. We went to the board and hovered over it and talked to a teacher about a chapter she was teaching us, as soon as she left we grabbed the passes. We hid them in our jackets and casually walked out. Our success was celebrated by a high five. Then we walked down the hall towards the bathroom unnoticed. Once we were in the washroom we thought about what we should do next. We moseyed out onto the hallway and acted like we’re searching for someone. Even though we encountered many alarming people we managed to spend 40 minutes in the corridors.

I realized the class would have ended by then. Marissa and I started to walk back to class, on the way we came across one of our classmates she told us that Miss. Laurens had noticed that Marissa and I were missing throughout the class and decided we would not be able to attend her class anymore and have to sit in detention during P.E, all other co-curricular activities and after school too! I was ashamed of myself, I regret doing such a stupid thing like this. I mean I was happy cause I don't have to sit in her class, but for some reason, I felt disconsolate.

Because of the bunking class, I am caught up in a big mess with a friend in it too.

By this, I learned not to be afraid to accept my mistakes because we learn from our mistakes. And I didn’t try to make an excuse for why I bunked class, I told them straight that I was scared of Miss. Laurens as I accepted my mistake, now I know never to do this. I also realized that school was not only a place I learn from the textbook but also morals.