Saturday, January 24, 2009

...MARBLES!.. =D

I remember when I was in Grade 4, boys and even girls always play marbles during recess or free time. I was really fascinated by those little balls they play with so I asked my grandma to buy me some. I was pampered (EXCESSIVELY) by my grandma so she bought me about 40 to 50 pieces.



The next day, I brought all my marbles even though I know that toys are strictly prohibited. I put them inside my bag and some are hidden inside my pencil case . When it was time for recess, I excitedly joined my classmates and asked them to teach me how to play(I wasn't allowed to play those kind of games when I was a kid). So, we played together and I was really happy because I won the game.



And after a few minutes, the bell rang and recess was over. We went inside our room and sat on our proper seats (I was seated at the back of the room because I was one of the tallest in class). It was time for our English subject, our teacher asked us to write the lecture written on the board while she is checking our seat work.



So, everyone got their notebooks and pencil case, including me (I write lectures when I was in elementary.. ☺). As we copied the lecture, my seat mate accidentally hit my pencil case and all the marbles hidden inside came bouncing off noisily! And what's more annoying than that is, as soon as my classmates heard the bouncing marbles, they ran at the back of the room where I was seated and started to pick up all my marbles and hid them inside their pockets. Because of the noise created by my marbles (and my classmates), my teacher stood up angrily and asked whose marbles are those. I was really scared because that would be my first time to be reprimanded by my teacher.(Basically, I was a good student when I was in elementary. ☺)
I even wished to disappear at that moment because of embarrassment.



After I mustered the courage to speak, I raised my hand and told my teacher that the marbles are mine. And as I approached her, tears suddenly came rushing down my cheeks. I have only two things in my mind, the marbles (my marbles) hidden inside my classmates' pockets, and the principal's office... As I walked down the aisle, I felt like a prisoner that is about to be hanged (HAHAH! ☺)



As I looked at my teacher with tears rushing from my eyes, I saw the look on my teacher's face, she felt sorry for me... So instead of sending me to the principal's office, she ordered my classmates to return all the marbles they got from me. HAHAH! That was an easy way out! ☺




So after that incident, I swear, I NEVER EVER brought any toy in school again...




(Uhm... by the way, my teacher seem to forget all about the "MARBLE STORY" easily, because at the end of the school year, I even got the "MOST DISCIPLINED STUDENT" award..HAHAHAH! ☺)

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