My most embarrassing experience happended when I was a grade 4 student. On an afternoon Sunday, while I was learning, my friends induced me to play football. I was a little hesitated because of not completing my homework. But I was too interested in this kind of game to refuse them. We played football passionately. After finishing playing, I passed by my friend’s house to watch action film which I like best. I came back home at 7 pm. My body was very dirty. I had bath and dinner quickly. Then, I continued doing homework. However, as soon as I looked at the book, I felt sleeping. I tried to be alert. Being too tired, I couldn’t concentrate on lesson and I decided to go to bed. I thought that all the homework be solved in the early morning of the next day. But I got up late. In class, I was very worried because of not having done homework and reviewed. Suddenly the teacher called my name…I didn’t remember any information in books and got zero mark…At the time, my face was red and hot. Until now, I haven’t still forgotten the experience. This is a valuable lesson for me.
Our family live in the suburb of HCM city, not far from the central city. It is about 30 kilometers to the South.
Last week my parents, my brothers and my sisters paid a visit to my grandparents in the country and I therefore stayed at home alone. I used to get up very early in the morning. As usual, after going to the market to buy some necessary things, I came back home to start doing the housework such as cleaning the floor, making the bed, making coffee and preparing lunch. The house now was so clean and tidy that it seemed bigger and larger. I had worked from 7:00 a.m. to 9:00 a.m. I was so tired that I had to stop working for a rest. After 15 minutes of relaxation, I started working again.
Right after I had taken the teapot from the cupboard, I suddenly felt something burning downstairs. I got so embarrassed and frightened that I dropped the teapot while I was hurrying downstairs. To my horror and surprise, the kettle on the electric stove was on fire. I was in such a confusing state that I was quite at a loss. Then I came up an idea: I rushed to the switchboard to cut off the electric power. The house suddenly became as dark as pitch. In the pitch-dark kitchen, the kettle turned so dazzling red that it looked just like a hot burning sun on a stifling summer afternoon.”
