Narrative
essay: Write a story beginning with:I felt so nervous when I walked into the room…..
I
felt so nervous when I walked into the room, it’s the counsellor room, in my
school, MM Rantau Panjang. I was in my class engrossed with my English essay when
suddenly a student came over to my class.She conveyed the news that the counsellor
wanted to see me
in his room.Immediately I could
recall something was up his sleeve.This was because every student knew that the
counsellor is not a kind and approachable teacher. His face is not friendly and
none of my friends like to confront him.
Everyone knew that if they were called by him, they would absolutely be in a
hot soup. I was not in his good book.I always skipped classes, slept in the
class, and frequently not finishing my homework or assignment given by the
teachers.
I
remembered i was in a room feeling nervous.He wanted to know what my problems
were and was there any good reasons to support my case.Surprisingly he
mentioned that he wanted to help me if my case is justified.Then I build up my
courage. I told him, that I was born in a family which basically living from
hands to mouth.
I
have 9 siblings and me, being the eldest sister must be a role model for my
other sisters and brothers. Five of them are still schooling in primary school
and the rest are not schooling yet. I am in form five now. I will be having a
big exam, SPM, this year, and my daily routines are full of domestic works and ofcourse the school
homework and assignments.
.
I did not pay much attention towards my studies because I cared for my
siblings more. If we have enough money
then, we could afford for my siblings to further their studies. Therefore I
have to help my parents to get as much money as possible.That was why I sacrificed
mine for them.For almost an hour, I told him my life story and finally I said,
“Those are the routine in my everyday life.”
My teacher gave a low sigh and
told me, “It’s alright Aisyah,why don’t you tell me earlier about all of this?
Maybe I can help you to get some money. We can do a charity sale or run for
charity! I can also ask the headmaster and other teachers to help you. Then you
can focus your examination the end of this year. I’m proud of you Aisyah.”
The
counsellor had help me a lot. I did not know how I can ever thank him. In the
end, I passed my SPM examination with flying colours. I couldn’t believe my
eyes as I was looking at my results. My parents then had their own cupcake
bakery called ‘Big Family Cupcakes’.
My
family lived happily ever since I
stepped into the room.
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