A Terrible Day on Monday

It was a terrible day. On that Monday morning I woke up very late about 6.00. I took a bath and changed into my school uniform quickly. Then I had my breakfast hurriedly. I run to the bus stop after locked the door. I had been waiting the bus for a very long time, but why they did not come? Forty minutes later, a bus took me to the school and I realized that I had forgotten to close the window. For the love of God, I could imagine what my parents would say when they were back to home. My school held a flag ceremony once a week every Monday from 6.50 until 8.00. It was 7.15 and I was late again. As usual I had to stand in front of the gate with the other undisciplined students. Actually most of the students included me thought that it is a waste of time. Even though teachers had been saying that it is media to build nationalism and to respect heroes struggle against the invaders, in fact it is not enough. Students usually do not respect when the teachers are talking in fr...