An escapade in school

By | February 27, 2011

Everywhere was green and beautiful: the tall trees were flourished by varicoloured blooms, the brilliant dews were shining on green grace, and birds were singing on trees.  It was just few weeks from launch of our ninth class (school); though, we were as sprightly and happy as cheery birds that were flying joyfully on sky.  But that day was a little different from other days because according to our teacher plan we had a difficult and important quiz.Therefore we all were a little concerned and were studying calmly our lessons, that immediately our teacher come and said:“Because of an important session in office I will come twenty minute later.”

One of our classmates asked: ‘excuse me teacher what about quiz?’ ‘It is call off for today. But Try to be Calm down.’   We all cheerfully replied: “. Be convinced teacher, we promise.” In the moment that we incredibly pleased and couldn’t help our cheerfully, I and Elham, who was my best and childhood companion, with some of my classmate  start rejoicing: I and Elham started to sing a song which all classmate loved, The students who were part of our group were encouraging us by their clapping, and other students were shaking themselves while were sitting.Although mood of the class step by step changed to a music hall. We all forgot where we are, school.The students, who were clapping, now were both clapping and produced music by their month, and bet drum on tables. And the other students who were sitting now they were standing and so on…..

I and Elham, who were head group’s orchestra, pitch of our noise spontaneously increased as much as that weren’t able to hear others. In that moment that our class was burst into cheer and joy, immediately our classmate Lina screamed, and said: ‘Oh! Sit down Miss Nasrin is coming.’ Without attend to anything we all escaped toward our chairs.

Yes, Lina was right. She was Miss Nasrin the strict and immoral new head teacher who all students were really scared of her. We really terrified. The class was filled with a fearful silent that even we heard our heart bet.

While she was looking angrily every one, said: ‘It is incredible! Do you know what were you doing in the class? Just tell me who was singing piercingly?”   I and Elham who really were afraid stayed breathless and our colour altered red. To make myself busy I look on upside down book which was opened in front of me. But we kept ourselves relax because we were sure that in spite of unity in our class there is no one betray us to her.

Immediately Elham mumbled to me: ‘Hey! She is staring us.’‘Oh! Yes’  She came near us and said:  ‘one of you please.’‘Oh my God she identifies us. She will either punish or introduce us in office’. I said by myself.  But the story was completely reverse. She laughed and kindly said: ‘you are looking two good and silent girls. Please tell me who was singing and disrupted the class.’‘No…..’‘No! Oh you think that if you inform me she will threat you .No be sure no one dare notify you beside me’.

In that time that no one could help laughing; a teacher came from office and said:’ Miss Nasrin all guest and teachers are awaits you. Won’t you come?’‘Ok, jut because of guests ,today you get chance, but be sure for the next time I won’t leave you go of, special that lucky and valiant singer student .’While she was leaving us, we really ashamed especially because the guests who were in office. Instantly she returned and asked: ‘what are your names?’‘I am Elaheh’‘And I am Elham’‘Please Elaheh you control the class, and you write names of students who don’t obey you.’We gently answered: ‘Ok’

Author: Elaheh Isaqzadeh

This post is a part of my series called Afghan life, where I have seeked narratives of routine life in Afghanistan, which the world doesn’t see as they focus on terrorism and the war and so on.

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    16 thoughts on “An escapade in school

    1. Santa Ana Home Security

       That is very helpful. It provided me a few ideas and I’ll be posting them on my web site eventually. I’m bookmarking your site and I’ll be back again. Thank you again!

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    2. Santa Ana Home Security

       That is very helpful. It provided me a few ideas and I’ll be posting them on my web site eventually. I’m bookmarking your site and I’ll be back again. Thank you again!

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    3. Sudaba Parnian

      u r right! and i am happy that i could read this cute story!
      Thanks dear Vidyut and Elaheh jan 🙂

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    4. Sudaba Parnian

      u r right! and i am happy that i could read this cute story!
      Thanks dear Vidyut and Elaheh jan 🙂

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    5. Sudaba Parnian

      I really loved it!
      By reading this story of Elaha jan, my memories became alive and i shed tears, since i was one of those girls who was singing with them that day…..

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    6. Sudaba Parnian

      I really loved it!
      By reading this story of Elaha jan, my memories became alive and i shed tears, since i was one of those girls who was singing with them that day…..

      Reply
    7. Vidyut Post author

      @Gauri

      Sorry about the identity surprise. In future posts, I will announce the writer in the beginning as well.

      I just LOVED the writing style. Its so honest, candid. Feels like being there in the room and singing yourself. Like you said, cute!

      As for the Grammar, no Afghan wrote Wren and Martin 😉 UK English is different from US English is different from Indian Hinglish is different from Afghan English 😀 And yet they are perfectly readable when what is being written matters.

      Frankly, I love localized English more than the ‘perfect’ one….. except for sms txt.

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    8. Vidyut Post author

      @Gauri

      Sorry about the identity surprise. In future posts, I will announce the writer in the beginning as well.

      I just LOVED the writing style. Its so honest, candid. Feels like being there in the room and singing yourself. Like you said, cute!

      As for the Grammar, no Afghan wrote Wren and Martin 😉 UK English is different from US English is different from Indian Hinglish is different from Afghan English 😀 And yet they are perfectly readable when what is being written matters.

      Frankly, I love localized English more than the ‘perfect’ one….. except for sms txt.

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    9. Vidyut Post author

      Oh Wow Sudaba! Must be wonderful to read about a fun incident from your life and think, oh, I was there…. that’s me in the picture… kind of thing.

      It is so rare to have someone from an incident actually also comment on it. I am happy you shared here so I kind of met you as well! 🙂

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    10. Vidyut Post author

      Oh Wow Sudaba! Must be wonderful to read about a fun incident from your life and think, oh, I was there…. that’s me in the picture… kind of thing.

      It is so rare to have someone from an incident actually also comment on it. I am happy you shared here so I kind of met you as well! 🙂

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    11. Gauri

      🙂 🙂 …. cute and so very like what we have gone through in our school days…. the mischief, the apprehension, the joy at a cancelled exam. I wonder whether their song was similar to “Bholanath Bholanath …. ” !

      On a different note, I was aghast when is started reading the article. Yeah, I was! It was not the language that Vidyut uses. Later as I scrolled down I saw that it was the Afghan English…. so much of local flavour to the language. Its is cute when I put aside my purist ways… 😉

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    12. Gauri

      🙂 🙂 …. cute and so very like what we have gone through in our school days…. the mischief, the apprehension, the joy at a cancelled exam. I wonder whether their song was similar to “Bholanath Bholanath …. ” !

      On a different note, I was aghast when is started reading the article. Yeah, I was! It was not the language that Vidyut uses. Later as I scrolled down I saw that it was the Afghan English…. so much of local flavour to the language. Its is cute when I put aside my purist ways… 😉

      Reply
    13. Vidyut Raka

      I just loved this story. Who would have thought such a mischievous narrative would come out of Afghanistan? This is another instalment in the series on Afghan life.

      Reply
    14. Vidyut Raka

      I just loved this story. Who would have thought such a mischievous narrative would come out of Afghanistan? This is another instalment in the series on Afghan life.

      Reply

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