Narrative Essay
History and fire
Once upon a time on a summer afternoon of 2010 a tragedy took place in WHAT SCHOOL of Noida. All I remember is that it was a history lesson which is bad as it is but that incident made it worse and changed my life forever. The boring history lesson initiated the beginning of the dream but what happened later on was no less than a nightmare. It was an incident which changed my life forever. From loathing history I went on to thinking of history as if it is not my cup of tea.
“Adolf Hitler wanted to free Germany of all the black haired and black eyed people that is the Jews whereas Hitler was a black eye, black haired Jew himself” blabbered our teacher. Her hair was dyed brown with a hint of red highlights. Talking about her, face her forehead was all flat, her fake violet eyes were fat just like her and bulging out like her protruding stomach. Her nose was as thick and pointy as a tip of a samosa and her lips were fat and red as blood. She had a triple chin. She looked like a vampire, a fat ugly one though who had no fashion sense. Watching her in front of me was as horrendous as watching a baby elephant but the moment she spoke all the hopes shattered and then you realize…your history teacher is a chipmunk too!
I hated history thanks to the football that used to teach and then the classroom. I had never been in such a cozy classroom. The walls had blue wallpapers and the boards were multicolored on all the four walls. The things I liked the most were the window as it had a beautiful view and I would look out but never get bored. Then comes the perfect temperature of the AC and then the comfortable huge tables which had enough space for me to put my head along with my arms and space enough to stretch my legs out on the warm maple wood floor.
I told you why the history lesson was atrocious but now I need to tell you how it got even worse. Exactly 20 minutes after the lesson started the fire alarm was heard. The drum told us to ignore the alarm
Once upon a time on a summer afternoon of 2010 a tragedy took place in WHAT SCHOOL of Noida. All I remember is that it was a history lesson which is bad as it is but that incident made it worse and changed my life forever. The boring history lesson initiated the beginning of the dream but what happened later on was no less than a nightmare. It was an incident which changed my life forever. From loathing history I went on to thinking of history as if it is not my cup of tea.
“Adolf Hitler wanted to free Germany of all the black haired and black eyed people that is the Jews whereas Hitler was a black eye, black haired Jew himself” blabbered our teacher. Her hair was dyed brown with a hint of red highlights. Talking about her, face her forehead was all flat, her fake violet eyes were fat just like her and bulging out like her protruding stomach. Her nose was as thick and pointy as a tip of a samosa and her lips were fat and red as blood. She had a triple chin. She looked like a vampire, a fat ugly one though who had no fashion sense. Watching her in front of me was as horrendous as watching a baby elephant but the moment she spoke all the hopes shattered and then you realize…your history teacher is a chipmunk too!
I hated history thanks to the football that used to teach and then the classroom. I had never been in such a cozy classroom. The walls had blue wallpapers and the boards were multicolored on all the four walls. The things I liked the most were the window as it had a beautiful view and I would look out but never get bored. Then comes the perfect temperature of the AC and then the comfortable huge tables which had enough space for me to put my head along with my arms and space enough to stretch my legs out on the warm maple wood floor.
I told you why the history lesson was atrocious but now I need to tell you how it got even worse. Exactly 20 minutes after the lesson started the fire alarm was heard. The drum told us to ignore the alarm