Ken

24 Apr 2012

Late for School

At late morning, I woke up and looked at the time. I realized I was late for school. I wore my uniform, grabbed my bag and dashed out of the house at the speed of lightning without having breakfast.

I ran to the bus-stop and waited anxiously for the bus to arrive.

When the bus arrived, I boarded the bus quickly. The bus was crowded and I found a seat so I sat on it quickly. I felt very anxious to go to school as I was afraid to get scolding from Mrs Lee, my form teacher.

After the bus arrived at my school, I planned to dash out but there were too many people alighting the bus. So I squeezed in between the gaps and started running to the gate. After I reached the gate, I ran and ran and soon I found myself near my classroom. My heart pounded hard and fast as every step took me nearer to my classroom. When I was in my classroom, I sneakily went to my seat. When Mrs Lee saw me doing that she glared at me in disapproval. I greeted her and apologized for being late for school. Mrs Lee forgave me. She also warned me not to be late for school again. I breathed a sigh of relief.