When I was in my final year of high school, I had a tough Math test. The day before, I had gone to attend a New Year party at my friend’s place and by the time I reached home, I was too tired to study. The next morning as I woke up, I realized I have a test, so on the way to school I tried to memorize my work but it was of no help. I was unable to get anything into my head.
As I reached school, I told Hasan, a close friend of mine to help me out with the problem. He stared at me for a moment and then grabbed my hand pulling me towards his locker. Then, he drove out an innocently looking pen and said “Just take it”. Looks are deceiving for rolled in that pen was a chit of paper that contained the solution to all the questions of the test. At that moment, the pen was worth more than gold to me, yet I hesitated in taking it. It was not that I had never cheated but I had never gone so far. Taking a deep breath of fear, I took the pen and went off for the examination hall.
The annoying loud sound of the bell echoed loudly in my numb brain as I sat on the seat with my name on. When every one was seated the teacher called the role and within minutes she was buzzing around distributing question papers and answer sheets. Then in a loud voice she shouted, “You all may begin”. Going on she told us that she was going to the office and would be back in a moment.
This was my chance, my blood grew hot and my heart began to pump harder. I quickly unrolled the paper and began answering. Instantly, the teacher entered the class, finding no other alternative, I quickly hid the chit under the answer sheet. “Did she see me?” I asked myself. I had not noticed her enter the class room so I watched her for a moment. She was shuffling papers and telling our class clown Salman to shut up. It seemed luck was playing on my side and I was safe.
I began to feel panicky again as I slid the paper from beneath me answer sheet and began answering. When I was done, I breathed a sigh of relief. Glancing around, I noticed that I was the only person who had completed. To show as if I was hard at work I began doodling on the table with my pen. Finally, some students began handing over the papers. Only when a good quarter of the class had given there papers did I get up. As I approached the teacher, she stared at me continuously. My palms began to sweat and my face turned pale. “Why is she staring at me?” I asked myself.
The teacher grabbed the paper from and after flipping over the pages she said “It seems you’ve done well. Ali, did you cheat?”
That was it. The phrase hit my head like an iron bat. I was caught cheating. Trying my way out, I lied but it was of no use. Taking out a referral slip the teacher told me to go to the principal’s office. As I left the classroom, the students began mumbling amongst themselves. I took a deep breath and tried to hold back my tears. What will happen to me? I thought as I approached the office.
On reaching the office I had to listen to a long harsh lecture. When my parents came to know of this, I was grounded for a month. I was now sure that I will never attempt to go so far in cheating again!