A big rattan cane hit down to my hands, "Ouch!" and I tears. I feel terrible and did not want to come to school. What have I done? What have I done that deserves such cruel punishment. I felt like I had been locked behind bars. Now that I'm awake, I accept the truth that I'm indeed behind those bars.
I walked home in dismay and disappointment, thinking over and over again. Should I tell my parent about what had happened? Today, the road seems long. Dark skies. How I wish there's a rainbow now to cherish me.
I smell of something nice. My favourite salted fish with kailan. Wonder where the smell come from. I drifted by the smell and I ended up in front of my house. It's mum's cooking. How I enjoyed it.
"I'm home, mum!", yelled me.
"Okaeri my dear. Today I cooked your favourite", smiled mum.
"Yeah!My salted fish with kailan, sweet and sour fish...wahhh...all my favourite", yelled out of joy. "Love you, mum, muaks!"
After lunch, I had my bath. In the shower, I'm thinking should I tell mum about what had happened in the school.
"Mum, I....err..",trembled me. "Yes, dear, anything?You looked worried, anything happen? at school?", asked mum. "I been canned".
Mum shocked after learnt the story which I assumed would be the reason behind the caning.
"I'm so angry now. Look what they had done to my daughter. This is unforgivable".
"But mum, it is my fault that I insisted in entering the school, I should bear the consequences", I cried. "I will learn to be strong and someday when I know what I really want, I'm gonna change for sure".
"Awww..my dear", sobbed mum.
Till next time
Time written: 1:40PM on 21st February 2012
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