My school days were hands down my good old days…The best time of my life was spent there that I always wish to get back. The time and the way I was as a person too. This is a story of one of my blunders in school days, there you go:
The very first event that comes to my mind when i think of a long list of my blunders is when i was in 9th grade.
I woke up in the morning particularly happy and cheery(which didn’t use to happen very often) .
Started to get ready for school, preparing my school bag , putting gazillion books in it (making it so heavy that it would’ve been difficult for even Dwayne Johnson to lift it up).
Got in the car as my dad dropped me off on his way to his office.
Entered my school.
HAPPY and full of enthusiasm. (which was very unusual for anyone who hated school)
Entered my class.
Put my bag on the chair absent mindedly as my friends came into my sight and went to chat with them. (our morning gossips ritual.)
Then the school bell rang (for me it was a sound that calls for a prisoner to his hanging)
Went back to my seat.
Teacher came in.
*NOT SO HAPPY NOW.*
Started taking our attendance and asked us to get our subject book out so she could give us work. (and bully us from the comfort of her chair)
I turned around in my chair to get the book out of my bag WHEN IT HAPPENED !
“BANG BANG BOOM BOOM” (suspense music)
Where is my bag ???
Instead there was a tiny black bag sitting on the chair, where my ACTUAL bag should have been !
i noticed that the black bag was indeed mine (and not one of my friend’s prank on me by stealing and hiding the bag, which we used to do a lot in those days)
So it WAS my bag obviously but not my School Bag.)
I began to rewind the day in my head and suddenly it dawned upon me what had actually happened.
I had prepared the right bag for school but brought the wrong one (which barely had two books in it) !
How could i be so stupid ???
I was so stupid that i didn’t even notice which bag i was carrying, even the weight of the bag wasn’t enough to capture my (obviously little) attention.
Not even its tiny size made me suspicious that i was doing something wrong.
How could I’ve been so stupid ???
There isn’t any doubt in my mind that if i didn’t have to use my bag for whole day, i wouldn’t have noticed that i was carrying the wrong one all day long.
That just proved that I had an attention span of a freaking Goldfish !
This whole mess made me wonder, If THAT can happen then ANYTHING can !
What if one day I walked into school in my sleeping suit or worst with no clothes on at all ??!!