DP daily Prompt: Saved by the Bell

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Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation .

This happened to me when I was in third standard,one of my friends didn’t do her homework I just went into the classroom to unload my books, she got hold of me and asked me if I would lend her my book so she could copy my work.

I didn’t really want to do that, I couldn’t think of an excuse, I was hoping the bell would ring and I’d be able to make that as an excuse not  to share my work with her, to my delight the bell did ring, I told her I couldn’t give her my book because we were required to go out and join the rest of the school for prayer. I thought I dodged the bullet but no, when I left she tore the pages off my book. The story didn’t end the way I wanted.

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DP Daily Prompt: Sorry I’m Busy Post by Ranu

It happened a long time ago. I was in school,the bell was rung. I was preparing to go and join the students of my school for prayer. I was barely out of the classroom door,when I noticed a frantic classmate of mine trying to wave out to me. I stopped for a fleeting moment. I was told she could not do her homework,will I help her.

I was torn between helping her or leave for prayer,I chose the latter. I excused myself by saying,’Naseem I’m sorry,I’m busy’. I left without explaining myself.

I felt terrible. Later that day,she told me she was punished and decided I can no longer be her friend. You see for me  what’s more important to join the prayer or help her.I chose the latter. I ended up losing a friend.

DP Daily Prompt: Island Of Misfit Posts

I know this little incidence,really is a misfit  here. I cannot think of anything else,here I am once again trying to bore you with my weird story.

I was a seven year old attending a different school for the first time. Our teachers were Nuns,they believed in the saying,”Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child’.  I was in jeopardy of getting flogged. What did I do? Nothing. My classmate failed to do her homework.She asked to borrow mine.I was in a hurry,the bell was rung,I had to run for the prayer. You guessed it.I did not lend her my homework and ran for the prayer.

We were back in our classroom.The teacher asked us to bring our homework. I took out my exercise book,I looked for my work.The pages were missing. I was scared, I wanted to cry. I gathered enough strength to go up to her.I opened my book and showed her the  the space where the pages were taken out.

I related the whole story of the time before the bell.She called Naseem and asked her,she of course denied. The teacher looked at both of us,and said, “I know Chaman is telling the truth”. This was one incidence I’d rather forget!