It was Monday, school was noisy as usual. I sat at my seat and waiting for the first bell to ring, first lesson to start. I was sitting at the back of the classroom. Everyone started to come into the class. They all looked excited and some of my frens brought colourful presents. They put it on their table. I wondered why everyone had small presents with them. What is the occasion. No one saying anything to me. I kept quiet. Im not in the mood talking to anyone.
Suddenly, our class monitor stood. She started collecting all the small presents from row to row. I guessed I didnt hear what she had announced, i was dreaming of chocholate cake my mom made yesterday.
Some of my frens didnt handing anything to her and yet her plastic was almost full.
Slowly,she reached my table. She looked serious and asked if i have a present with me. Im feeling guilty not have anything for her to collect, so i quikly opened my bag and searching what i brought with me to school. Luckily, i had one yellow pong pong ice cream, only that it is not iced. I thought i will hav it for my lunch that day but its okay. I passed it to her after i wrote my name on it and the name of the teacher she asked for. I have no choice and without much thought, i put Mr Lim’s name. Our standard three matchematic teacher.
At recess time, our school had a brief assembly. My principal made a speech and wished all the teachers, happy teacher’s day. Our teachers happily sang special song for us.
It was teacher’s day! I was surprised and my yellow pong pong ice cream comes to my mind. How can i make a pong pong ice cream a present for a teacher in a teacher’s day? Im feeling shameful. My heart was beating fast. I am feeling nervous, worry about my pong pong ice cream. How can one single pong pong ice cream enough as a present? I am feeling ridiculous. Omg! Omg!Omg! I hope my teacher Mr Lim is not throwing it away.
After the assembly, i quickly went to the teachers’ office to see my pong pong ice cream. I wondered if Mr Lim really receive it. So, i peeked through a window outside the office, i saw beautiful presents in every teachers desk. They were all wrapped neatly and colourful. Some teachers were opening their presents. My eyes were busy searching for my yellow pong pong ice cream. At last i saw it on Mr Lim’s table with other cute presents. That unwrap yellow pong pong ice cream is mine. I felt pity to see the condition of my pong pong ice cream. Mr Lim was busy writing. How i wished at that time i could exchange it with a better present. After awhile of deep thinking, i went to the canteen to buy a biscuit for Mr Lim to eat with the ice cream. Without wasting any time, i went to see Mr Lim. I wished him teacher’s day and told him that yellow pong pong ice cream was from me. I came to give him extra present, the biscuit. Mr Lim thanked me with a smile. I walked out from the office with a relieve. I will never forget my teachers’day with my yellow pong pong ice cream.
