A time when I felt annoyed...
‘What a crazy day’, I sighed
whilst locking the classroom door. The
heavy rucksack pulled towards the ground and I needed to steady myself on the step to stop
myself from falling. Sweat stuck my hair
to my forehead. I was not in any mood to
deal with disruptions nor
was I prepared for the calamity that was waiting for me in the car park… I trudged across the court for things were about to
go downhill very quickly. The handles of
the shopping bags containing piles of exercise books, dug into the flesh of my
fatigued hands. I lay the bags on the
hot tarmac so I
could search for my keys. Fumbling in
the bottom of my handbag, I blindly explored dark depths. Locating the cool shiny bunch took some time but I persevered
determinedly. My efforts were rewarded
with success. I opened the car door and threw my heavy bags
onto the back seat. The seat was torn
and old yet I felt a
mixture of relief and contentment to be heading home. I turned the key… There was no sound. I tried again but the silence continued. It was deafening. That old banger was going nowhere in a hurry,
and I wasn’t
either!
