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a false alarm


On a sunny morning, I first came to the classroom. When I closed the door, I tried too much. The door slammed shut and I was shocked. When I looked back, the glass on the door was broken.

The top is not covered with countless cracks like spider webs. Fortunately, the glass has not fallen. I am relieved, but what should I do next? I was thinking, suddenly, another classmate came. He opened the door, but when he accidentally, the glass fell and fell on the ground. This scene was just seen by other students. They went to tell the teacher. .

The teacher called him into the office and severely criticized him for a meal. I couldn't help but stand at the door of the office and faintly heard the whisper of my classmates crying. "Glass is what you broke." "No, I am innocent." I didn't break the glass!" Upon hearing this, the teacher immediately angered and thundered: "I dare to argue, it is you!" After I heard it, my heart was like a knife, and there was a taste that could not be said. . I am going to talk to the teacher, or is it a day in the sky, or is it broken by people in the management class? This incident made me dilemma. "If you don't admit it, you will find your parents!" I only heard the voice of the teacher yelling in the house.

I immediately made a decision, or I will tell the teacher, I am not intentional anyway. I opened the door and said to the teacher, "The glass is broken. The first classroom I came to. When I closed the door, I was a little stronger and broke the glass." I finally confessed, I was relieved. But what will the teacher do next, is it getting angry or calm? "It turned out to be you!" The teacher's fire immediately lost a lot. "The courage to admit mistakes is a good boy!" said the teacher, and the teacher asked the staff to change a new piece of glass.

Seeing that I finally admitted the mistake, my mood was immediately as happy as a bird. After school, I ran around the playground, occasionally looking up at the sky, I suddenly felt innocent blue!

Third Grade of Hujialou Center, Chaoyang District, Beijing: Zhong Qixuan

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