My Unlucky Day, 18 January

Yesterday was my most unlucky day in this week. In school, during the Literature lesson, I could not catch up with what Ms Tan had said. When I asked her about the poem I had chosen for the Literature multi-media project, she asked me whether I understood the poem or not. She also asked me whether there was enough literary devices such as rhyming words, alliteration, assonance and metaphor. She asked me those lessons so loudly that I felt embarrassed.

When Literature was about to end, someone sounded the fire alarm. However, the speakers in my class were not working well, therefore, we could not hear the announcement made by our principal, Mr Low. We lined up in twos and climbed down staircase 6 calmly and made our way to the field. When we were about to reach the school field, everyone stopped to make way for two students on wheelchair so that they could enter the school field. At the school field, it was revealed that the whole thing was a fire drill exercise. While waiting for our class to be dismissed, Aaron picked up some small black things that he found on the ground and threw it around. Most of it hit me and I threw it back at him. Finally, when my class was dismissed, I saw most of my classmate holding handfuls of those black things and throwing it at each other's face.

When we reached the class, I realized that it was already 20 minutes past our dismissal time. Without eating anything for lunch, I immediately ran to Mr Chia's office to do my last one hour detention. During that one hour, I finished my Literature homework and finished a mind map for my Design and Technology homework. After finishing my one hour detention, I tried to enter the disciplinary office but it was locked. After asking a cleaning lady to help me search the staff room for Mr Chia and Mr Marran for a while, I gave up searching for them as there was practically no one in the staff room.

After waiting for 15 minutes for them to appear, I felt very fed up and helpless as my bag was inside the disciplinary office and I could not go for my Chinese Orchestra practice as my flutes were beside my bag in the disciplinary office. I was very upset as I was supposed to go and perform at the Madarin Gardens but I had learned only one song out of the nine song to be played at the performance. I waited there for one and a half hour outside the disciplinary office before going to the general office to find out where they were. The staff in the general office only told me that the teachers were having a meeting which would only end at 4.30pm. I went around searching for them and finally found them at the "AV Room" having a workshop meeting. I was not sure whether I should enter the "AV Room" as I did not want to interrupt their meeting. Luckily, I found a teacher outside who was making a phone call. She agreed to help me and Mr Chia passed her the key to the disciplinary office.


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After she opened the door to the disciplinary office, I thanked her and signed out before grabbing my bag and rushing to reach the classroom where the woodwind section was having the practice. My section leader asked me why I was so late and I told him the reason. After hearing it, he told me that Da Bo and I were not going to perform at the Madarin Gardens as we were too lousy. After practicing for 2 minutes, it was time for break and I rushed down as I had not eaten lunch yet.

It was 4.30pm at that time and I felt very hungry. Unfortunately, the drink store was not selling any cup noodles as there was a lot of burgers left. I bought one of the burger and ate it as fast as I could before returning for practice. When I reached the classroom, I realized that one of my flute had dropped onto the floor and a part of it was chipped off. Luckily, the flute was not really damaged.

When Da Bo returned for practice, I asked him to return me the music notes that I lent him but not only he did not return it, he also kicked a chair at me. Right at that moment, the instructor told us that practice was over and I ran to the Chinese Orchestra room for debriefing. After debriefing, it was already 5.45pm and I went home. But the day did not end there. My father scolded me for being so late as I was late in picking up my sister. I hope that this will not happen again.