My weekend was tissues, coughing and YouTube. I was off two days extra from school.I reemerged Tuesday and at first break all of my friends came to ask where I was.I replied softly “sick at home.” I was one of the best football players in school, there was no way I was going to sit out from the game, even though I was unwell ! So we played football. I got hit in the chest with my friend Calvin’s shot and may I just say “OUCH!”( Fun fact, Calvin has one of the strongest shooters in school). I was gasping for breath, I stood taller, my shoulders slouched and simultaneously my arm went numb. I tried not to show the pain, but it was hard. My friends Ahmad,Simon,Arsalan and Fared came to check on me. I was fine, I was glad that happened, because break time was just not what it used to be. Sure I loved football but I missed the action of Infection as well as 40 40. The time had come for the whistle to blow, everyone raced in and out of the lunch tent as if Zombies were chasing them. I thought lunch time was going to be extraordinary because I was back from being sick so we were all reunited.lunch time turned out to be a big bummer in my opinion. I wound up siting down and eating my lunch.The minutes went by like years. So that when the whistle blew, I ran as fast as Bolt.
It was the moment all the boys in my class were waiting for, swimming! My heart was pounding. For ten seconds every thing seemed like it was in slow-motion.Not long after my friend Ahmad asked me ” Are you swimming?” I realized I could not swim. I was too sick to swim. That was devastating. Not swimming meant sitting there in silence. Luckily on the way to the pool my Arabic teacher came up the stairs, carrying heavy objects.I saw an opportunity to both help and waste time, I’m pretty sure Ahmad wanted to help as well. We walked towards her eagerly and asked”May we please help you” in Arabic. She agreed without hesitation, we opened doors and delivered tests sheets to the head of the department of Arabic.We set off once more. Unexpectedly we came just at the right time to find Emirhan and Simon not swimming. Emirhan was sick and Simon’s nanny had forgotten to pack his swimming shorts. Mrs.West (our swimming teacher) sent all of us to watch the girls P.E., which sounded boring but at least we got to run there. The 30 minutes of watching girls P.E. was 30 minutes I couldn’t get back, boy that was boring.
Mr.Lyon said I could not do P.E. because we were both sick (me and Emirhan), we were in for another old extremely boring lesson, Some how Emirhan got to play. I’m not one to argue with the teacher, so I didn’t say a word. After the two boy year six classes were done doing the overwhelming bleep test, I finally got to play doge ball with the rest. It was the most intense doge ball match I ever had. A few minutes later I went home.
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