What should not have happened (losing my temper) | Essay for kids | Elijah Wee

What should not have happened (losing my temper) | Essay for kids | Elijah Wee | Singapore

"What should not have happened (losing my temper)" was one of the essays I did up in school.

A second chance.

It was the annual Sports Day. I was one of the players participating in the soccer event. Time passed and soon, the referee blew his whistle shrilly.

The match had started.

Face beaded with perspiration, Justin kicked the ball towards me. Dribbling the ball around the startled defenders, I barrelled into the opponent’s goalkepper, Davin and sent the ball flying into the goalpost. “Goal!” I yelled at the top of voice, a mirthful smile spreading across my face. No sooner had I said that than I heard the familiar whistle.

Looking around, I saw Davin sprawl on the field. His face was contorted in pain and his teammates attended to him. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the referee flashing the yellow card unceremoniously. Dismayed that I would miss my next soccer match, I tried to explain to him what had happened. But the poker-faced referee refused to listen to my explanation.

In frustration, I punched the referee’s face.

Caught off-guard, the referee did not defend himself. Sensing that he was still shocked, I rained punches after punches on him. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I vented my frustration on the referee. Uneasy silence reigned the noisy stadium. All the spectators were stunned by the sudden turn of events. My fists were no longer just hands. They were an arc of pure destruction.

“Percy, stop it! Now!” a stentorian voice drifted into my ears. Turning around, I was frozen in fear. The principal and my form teacher, Mrs Lim glared at me furiously. As hapless as a newborn baby, I could only listen on as they harshly reprimanded me for hitting the referee.

Cupping my face in my hands to hide my woebegone expression, I sat on a bench to reflect on my rash act. Watching my teammates play, tears and sobs bemoaned me. Oh, how I regretted my action! My chance to play in the match was gone like a dissipated poof of smoke. How I wished that I had a second chance to make things right.

A second chance to undo what had happened on the field. I should have reined in my hot temper.

Keep calm always - a timely reminder always.

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Till the next time,
Elijah Wee, Singapore

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