A Day full Of Mishaps

It had been one of those days when everything I did backfired in my face and made my day the worst. The day that everything went wrong is still vividly fresh in my mind. It was a dull and rainy morning on a Monday. My alarm clock blared but I did not bother to get up. I just switched I off and decided to go back to sleep for about five minutes or so. The day before had been extremely tiring and I felt beat up. When I tried to open my eyes, they involuntarily closed shut again. Suddenly my mum s high pitch call filled the air. Startled, I woke up to find that I had dozed off for at least forty minutes. My school bus would be at my gate at any minute. I jumped out of bed and rushed to the toilet to find the water heater spoilt. As I mentioned earlier it was raining heavily and it was a quarter past five in the morning. Realizing there was nothing I could do, I quickly took a freezing cold bath and got out of the bathroom to find my bus driver honking away at the front of my house. I could not do anything about my bus and it just left. Speedily I got dressed and went downstairs to get my breakfast. Eat your cereal quickly and start walking to school young man, my mum said in her angry tone. My car is at the workshop and dad has already left for work. Walking is your only option, she continued. I thought to myself, this day could not get any worse. Soon after leaving my house, I realized how totally wrong I was. The rain shot at my umbrella like bullets and the wind was blowing so hard that it threatened to uproot the trees that dotted the road sides. I struggled with my umbrella greatly thanks to the wind. I was already half wet. All of a sudden, my umbrella flew right out of my hands and landed right at the middle of the busy road. A split second later a lorry splashed a wave of water on me and just sped off. Now I was drenched and miserable. I slowly pulled myself out of my misery and tried to retrieve my umbrella. All my efforts came to no avail as the road was just too busy for me to cross. Just as I was about to give up, a motorcyclist bumped into me causing me to fall into a puddle of water and the motorcycle darted away as fast as lightning. What difference does it make? I thought to myself. I am already wet and this puddle of water cannot do anything to make it worse. I slowly pulled myself up and pushed on to school. I had half a mind to just turn myself around and go back home but I could not. I had to go to school. It was a big day for me and I was not about to miss it for the world. Not wanting anything else to go wrong, I proceeded with caution. I felt grateful that the rain soon stopped. I got to school safely with no more mishaps. I rushed to my locker and took out the extra set of school uniform I kept for an emergencies and it seemed to be an emergency. Briefly after I had switched into my dry

clothing, the discipline teacher marched to the toilet and questioned me why I was not at the assembly. Till that question popped up I did not realize what time it was. Glancing at my watch I realized what was wrong. My watch had stopped when I fell into the puddle of water and the time was stopped at seven o clock. So much for thinking the puddle could not do anything to me. I patiently explained what had happened to me from A to Z to the discipline teacher and hoped I would be excused this time. However, I received stroke of the infamous cane and a trip to the principal s office. After leaving the principal s office with an earful of scolding, I walked back to class licking my wounds. I mentioned earlier that today was an important day for me. This was because today I would be performing for a group of exchange students from London. Singing to them would give me a good way for me to express my talents in singing. Entering the class, it was the teacher s turn to question me. I went through the whole story once again and took my seat. Adrenaline was pumping through my body as I was excited to sing. At the very moment, Mr. Ahmad came into the class and announces that the arrival of the exchange students had been postponed to the next day. It felt like a kick to the underbelly. I went through all that ordeal from early that morning for nothing. If I had known earlier that they were not coming today, I would definitely have gone home. All my plans for the day shattered like broken glass. All my efforts into coming to school today were wasted, I said to myself. If only I had woken up in time, all this would not have happened. Everything went wrong today. My mood was not so good and unpredictable till the end of the day. I decided not to perform for the exchange students after all. I was disappointed. I found my bus had left me again, once school was over. Here we go again! I thought to myself with misery plastered all over my face. On my walk home I thought of all the things that had happened to me. Even the thought of that day makes me wince nowadays. That would definitely be a day I would like to wipe out of my memory forever. But, that is simply impossible. That day, the day everything went wrong for me would be there always to haunt me constantly throughout my life.

Written by, Lingeswaran Ampalayan 5 Cerdas