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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The thing is that after worrying for about one and a half hours, I decided to see if the school website offered her number.
It didnt...
BUT it had her email...
and that was when I made the most stupid mistake of my life.
I sent her an email reading as follows [is that the correct expression? Sounds a bit weird to me.]
Dear Ms Law,
I'm very sorry that I failed to hand up the History projects for 1 Charity, becuase they are missing.
You see, I was packing my bag to go back home when TW period was over. I walked out the class and was going to the staff room when suddenly I realised I wasn't in posession of the projects.
I rushed back to the classroom but to my dismay the projects, which had been lying on my table, were gone.
I searched my desk, the space under my table and did the same to my neighbour's desk but my search proved fruitless.
I also checked my bag and my file but the search yielded no results.
Hopefully, my neighbour [Marianne Ee] might have accidentally taken it home as it was lying on the side closer to her table. I shall go and check with her immediately tomorrow as I cannot reach her [her handphone keeps saying "please leave a message after the tone"].
I have disappointed you, myself and the class. I hope that you will accept my sincerest apologies once more for causing you this great inconvenience. I can assure you that this will not happen again.
Yours Sincerely,
Rachel Eng [1 Charity]
And guess what happened!
A few minutes later, my friend called and told me that she, seeing that I wasn't there and had left the projects on my table, SHE handed it in!
AAA!
I felt like an idiot. An idiot savant [considering that i topped in Eng and Lit.]. An Alonzo Clemens. Sorta.
And today, my history teacher said, "Rachel, your friend handed it in to me. You didn't have to send me such a sad email."
Gosh, I felt like I wanted to die.
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