Narrative Writing for Class 10 ICSE Format

Practice of narrating event and personal experience is of utmost importance as it is practiced in

our day-to-day life. It is instilled into us ever since we start to speak. We are supposed to
narrate anything unusual, eye-catching and disturbing that we witness or experience. A
narration is synonymous to story but slightly different in context of fact and fiction. A story can
be based on imagination while, a narration is purely based on the real life experience or
incident.

In the examination, word-limit for the descriptive composition is 300-350 and it consists of 20
marks weightage.

Points to be Kept in Mind While Writing a Narrative

• Create an outline of the basic parts of your narrative.

• Use the past tense to describe a past incident.
• Use contrast and comparison to add variety and interest.
• Uses of five senses are must.
• Describe your narrative using vivid details, recreating the experience for your readers or
listeners.
• Narrate your experiences keeping in mind the small details that are important for your
readers or listeners to know.
• Identify and remove any information that seems to distract from the focus and main
thread of the story.

• Sample Narrative 1

• Question 1.

Narrate an incident from your own experience when you helped a friend who was in trouble.
Explain what happened. What did you do to make the situation better?

Answer:

• The Joy of Being One’s Own

I still remember I was in class 10th and we had gone for a picnic. Suddenly my friend Kaushal
got a call from his sister that his parents had met with an accident. Kaushal was devastated and
did not know what to do. As he belonged to a lower middle class family, he did not have
enough money to hire a cab and reach home fast. I assured Kaushal not to worry, left the picnic
in the middle. I took out whatever money I had in my savings account, called a taxi and left for
the spot where his parents had met with accident.

My friend Kaushal was the eldest in his family; he had two younger sisters. He was unable to
take any decision as the unexpected tragedy had left him too shocked to react. Kaushal had a
very few relatives and most of them were unwilling to render any help. I called up all my friends
and requested them to render a helping hand at that time.

Kaushal’s parents were admitted in a hospital and the surgery could take place only after the
required amount had been deposited. I called my father and explained him the situation. As he
himself was a doctor, he reached the hospital and talked to other doctors about Kaushal’s
parents. Meanwhile all my friends gave away not only their pocket money but also reserved
money and an amount of ₹ 25000/- was arranged. I bought some snacks and juice for Kaushal
and for his sisters who were crying miserably. The next two days were very crucial.

Kaushal’s father needed some blood which was voluntarily donated by my parents and the
parents of my friends who had come there at the hospital. 1 didn’t leave Kaushal alone even for
a minute. My mother took his sisters to our home as there was nobody to look after them.
After the surgery was done, Kaushal’s parents survived and Kaushal could smile a little.

In those days of need I spent most of my time with Kaushal, reassuring him that everything was
going to be alright. Kaushal, till today remembers this help. He had returned the money but he
says he can never pay back the cooperation and help given by me, my family and my friends.
Kaushal s whole family treats me like their own son and loves me dearly. I feel very proud of
myself.

• Sample Narrative 2

• Question 2.

You are of forgetful nature. Once you bought a lottery ticket and kept it safely. Later you
were informed that you have won the first prize on your lottery ticket. But where was the
lottery ticket? Narrate how you managed to find out the lottery ticket.

Answer:

• The Search of Forgotten Lottery Ticket

The agent Mithun who had given me or had rather persuaded me to buy a lottery ticket came
running to me one day. ‘Sir’, he exclaimed, “take out your lottery ticket, your number has won
first prize worth Rs. 5 crores.” I scrabbled around, “Lottery, what lottery ticket?” He was
shocked. He reminded me that fifteen days ago he had persuaded me to buy a lottery ticket of
Maharashtra State Lotteries. He had also asked me to keep it safely. Alas! I did not remember
anything about the lottery ticket. He asked me to go home and search for the ticket.

He was concerned about his 5 lakhs which he was going to get when I would claim my prize
money of Rs. 5 crores. I closed my shop and went home along with him.

I tried to recall where I had kept the lottery ticket but just could not. I reached home and rang
up my wife to come home from office immediately as there was some urgent matter to attend
to. Meanwhile, I tried to search the lottery ticket in my cupboard. I took out all my diaries as
sometimes I used to keep important papers in those diaries. But, the ticket could not be traced.

I searched all possible places—my study table, drawer, folders, between the files but there was
no trace of the lottery ticket. My wife came and alarmed at why she was called so urgently from
office. When I told her about the lottery ticket, she also could not recall where the ticket was
kept. For three hours, we searched all the possible places, looking nervous and dejected at the
thought whether we had thrown away the lottery ticket.

Suddenly a smile came on my wife’s face as she remembered that she had given the lottery
ticket to our son to keep it safely. We immediately rang up our son who was in the office. He
confirmed to our delight that the ticket was with him. He rushed home immediately with the
ticket. What a relief it was to have found it finally! I had lost all hopes of claiming the money as
the ticket was not traceable at all, but now we all were happy as a millionaire.

• Narrative Writing Exam Practice Worksheets

• Question 1.

Narrate an incident from your own experiences when you helped to prepare a meal. Explain
what you did and what you gained from the experience.

Answer:

• When I Help to Prepare a Meal

When I was in Class 10 and it was the summer holidays, I thought I would help prepare a meal.
It was early morning, Mother had gone for grocery shopping, my sister was asleep, and no one
else was at home. I decided to help in preparing breakfast by making an omelette. I had seen
Mother making it many times, so how could it be difficult?
I took two eggs, two tomatoes and a large onion. I chopped the onion on the work surface just I
had seen chefs do it. Then came the tomatoes. I washed them and started chopping them.
Suddenly I cut my finger in my hurry. There was no bleeding but it was just as painful.

It took me two or three attempts to crack open the eggs and drop them into the whipping bowl.
The spices were next. Mother always kept the spices on the top shelf in the kitchen. I couldn’t
reach them, so I got a stool- and, climbing on it, got the chilli powder and salt. I put all the
ingredients in the bowl with the eggs and whisked them. I lighted the stove, put the big frying
pan on it and poured some oil in it. However, some oil spilled on the floor too.

Till the pouring of the batter into the pan, everything was going perfect. Then I wondered what
was used for turning the egg upside down in the pan. Soon, I was running all over the kitchen,
searching all the shelves and drawers to find the cooking spoon; all the while the omelette was
sizzling in the pan.

Finally I found the spoon and made a rush to turn over the omelette. I managed to do that
without breaking or spilling it out of the pan, only to see a very nicely browned, or rather burnt,
side up.

While I was busy taking it out in a plate, someone came up behind me. It was Mother. I was
dumbstruck. She was angry at seeing the kitchen in a mess, the drawers all open, and some salt
and chilli powder on the stove and countertop. She found a fit punishment for me: I had to eat
the burnt omelette.

Sitting on the table and eating the omelette, I realised it didn’t taste as bad as it looked. My first
cooking experience had turned out to be a minor disaster.

• Question 2.

Narrate a story of a boy, who had to struggle a lot for education.

Answer:

• Struggle for Education

One day, while working in the coal mine, a young boy named Booker T Washington overheard
conversation between two miners. They were talking about a good school for coloured people
in Virginia. The boy had never heard of any such school, apart from the one in his town and
decided to study in that school. But, he had no idea where it was. His only ambition was to
reach Hampton.
In the fall of 1872, he decided to leave. Finally, as decided, he started for Hampton. Not being
far from home, he realised that he did not have enough money to pay his fare to Hampton.

By walking, begging for rides in wagons and cars, somehow he managed to reach Richmond,
Virginia, about 82 miles from Hampton. He was tired and hungry on reaching the city. It was
late in the night.

He was completely out of money and without any acquaintances in the big city. Being
extremely exhausted, he crept under a sidewalk and rested the whole night, using his satchel as
a pillow. The next morning, he saw himself near a large ship. He went and asked the captain if
he would permit him to unload the ship in order to get money for food. The captain consented
and the boy worked hard for long to earn money for his breakfast.

The captain was pleased with his work and asked him if he desired to work for a small amount
of money per day. The boy readily accepted the offer.

One day, he thanked the captain of the vessel and reached Hampton with 50 cents in his
pocket. He presented himself to the head teacher of the school who asked him to sweep the
recitation room properly. The boy did it just perfectly without even a speck of dirt. When the
head teacher was unable to find dirt even in the nooks and corners, she remarked, “I guess you
will do to enter this institution.”The boy felt that this was the best examination he had ever
passed.

• Question 3.

Write about your most weird dream or unusual things that happened in your dreams.

Answer:

• People from Space

The night was cold, a thick fog hung outside my window. I was trying to catch some sleep which
was eluding me. My mother had just put me to bed wishing me sweet dreams but it seemed
that sleep was miles away from me.

I paced up and down, clutching the shawl to myself and switched on the television to see if
there was any interesting programme on it. The movie ‘Mars Attacks’, was being aired of which
I had read good reviews in the press. It was an exciting movie about strange unpredictable
creatures from Mars landing on Earth. The movie kept me spell bound. After it was over, I
stretched myself on the bed and fell fast asleep.
After some time, I got disturbed by a knock at my door. I woke up to see, before me a strange
looking boy with two antenna like objects sticking out of his head over a hairy body. His owl like
sound eyes resembled the characters I had just seen from Mars. I screamed in fright but he said
something in a strange language.

He turned on a small device which helped me to understand what he was saying and vice-versa.
I learnt that he indeed had come from Mars. He extended his thin wing hand for friendship but I
was scared of him and chose to do namaste instead.

He talked about life on Mars, telling me that it is much bigger than our planet Earth, having its
own solar system. They do not eat, for they survive on noble gases that are in abundance there.
However, unable to take it any longer, I politely requested him to let me sleep, for I had to
wake up early to attend school.

He reacted with alacrity. Snatching the translator from my hand, he pointed his gun at me and
in a flash I was in flames. I screamed with all my might “Help, Help, this boy from Mars has
killed me.”

I suddenly felt a splash of cold water on my face. Opening my eyes I saw my mother peering
down at me, “What’s the matter son” said she. How relieved I was to realise that it was all but a
dream.

• Question 4.

Narrate the murder incident which took place in front of you.

Answer:

• The Murder

I was returning from my office very late at night that day. A thick blanket of fog covered the
area and hence there was zero visibility. I didn’t take my car that day, so I was walking towards
my apartment complex from the bus stand. As I was nearing my home.

I heard a very strange noise. I stopped to look from where that noise was coming, but there was
no one around, so I ignored and continued walking in the same direction.

After walking a few steps, I heard the same sort of noise from behind the bushes. I thought that
some wild animal must be hiding there and just then, a car entered the gate of my apartment.
As the car approached me, I saw two men, with guns in their hands, came out of the bush and
opened fired and quickly flew away.

The man who was driving the car, lay dead, on the car’s seat. I was too horrified to move and a
sudden chill ran down my spine. I had not in my weird imagination, dared to think about this.
The whole incident took place at an arm’s distance from me and I could do nothing to save the
person. I didn’t even know who the man was and what was he doing there, as I had never seen
him in our area before.

Later on, the guard and the police came running and soon the media crowded that place. The
police took me for interrogation and recorded my statement and the next day this news was on
paper. Later, we got to know that the man who got killed was a smuggler and the boys who
killed him, accused him of taking their money and ditching them. The boys were soon arrested
and were put in jail.

The incident is still fresh in my memory and everytime I remember about it, I get goose bumps.
This is something, I will never forget all my life.

• Question 5.

You are Jatin. Once you had a nerve-wrecking experience when you were locked in a room
with a big cobra. Narrate the incident and how you came out of that situation.

Answer:

• My Encounter With A Cobra

I was posted at a small place called Hoshiarpur in Punjab. Electricity used to be very irregular in
the monsoon months of July and August. I can still remember it was 20th August, 2014. For the
last two days, it had rained non-stop paralysing everything. But, being a doctor I could not stay
indoors. I had to attend the patients in the hospital.

It was 7:30 in the night when I returned home tired. There was no electricity so we had to use
lanterns or torch. I entered my bedroom as I wanted to change and relax for some time. As I
entered the room and closed the room, I heard a thud. To my shock and fear a cobra, black in
colour, appeared near the door. I had a very small torch with me using which I could see the
enormous serpent sitting coiled. As there was only one door, I could not rush out of the room. I
just sat on my bed and tried to call the servant.
I called my servant to the bathroom door and told him of my predicament and instructed him
to fetch a lantern and a ladder. After another long wait, I heard continuous voices, followed by
the scraping of the ladder against the outer wall of the house. When the lantern was passed
inside the room, I turned my head realising that the cobra was behind me. I saw it lying near
the bedroom door two feet away.

Leaning forward very slowly, I picked up the heavy bath-mat, raised it high and let it fall as the
cobra was sliding over the floor towards me. Fortunately, I judged my aim accurately and the
bath-mat crashed down on the cobra’s neck six inches from its head. I took a hasty stride to the
veranda door and in a moment was outside among the crowd of men armed with sticks and
carrying lanterns.

All of them entered the bedroom and caught hold of cobra on a stick as it was hurt and almost
paralysed by my hit. It was taken out to the fields and I thanked God to save me from a life and
death struggle with a big snake in the locked room.

• Question 6.

Think of a time when you found yourself in an embarrassing situation. Narrate how you got
into that situation, how you dealt with it and the lesson you learnt from it.

Answer:

• An Embarrassing Day of My Life

The proverb “Pride comes before a fall” became very apt for me. I was also good in academics
and managed to come in the first three ranks in the class with the minimum of effort. The result
was that I became egotistic and started making fun of my classmates especially because some
of my class fellows laughed at my witticism. This encouraged me on and I started misbehaving
when some lenient teachers were present.

One day when the Hindi period started, our teacher walked into the class just as the bell rang. I
had just sat down when the previous teacher had left and I did not notice our Hindi teacher
coming in. All the children around me stood up and wished her. I was still sitting and before I
could get up, she saw me seated and thought that I was trying to insult her.

As a punishment she made me stand the whole period on the chair. The whole class kept
looking at me, whispering and laughing. Instead of stopping the children, she asked me how I
felt to be at the receiving end for once. I had never felt so humiliated in my-life. On the top of it
she pointed out at my hairstyle and compared it to the one we see in the promotional
advertisement for the candy ‘Centre Shock’.
Everyone burst into peals of laughter. I felt ashamed and realised how other children felt when I
ridiculed them. Thankfully, I was made to sit down in her next period. No one was in a mood to
study as it was the last period of the day. One of my friends imitated the way our Sanskrit
teacher spoke but in a very exaggerated manner. I could not help and burst out laughing.

My teacher was so furious at me that she lost her temper and took me to the Principal’s office.
There I stood outside the office for almost twenty minutes. To add to my embarrassment there
was a football tournament in our school that day.

Children from other schools were also participating. One of them happened to be my neighbour
with whom I never got along. When he passed by me and snicker, I wished the Earth to crack
and swallow me up.

What an embarrassing day! I shall never forget it. I resolved that I would never behave like that
ever again.

•Question 7.

Teaching someone else how to do something can be a rewarding experience. Think of a skill
that you have helped someone to develop. Perhaps you taught someone how to swim or to
bake a cake or helped someone learn how to study more effectively. Narrate the events that
made up the process of teaching the skill and say what made the experience important and
memorable for you.

Answer:

• Baking Cupcakes

It really does seem that children are becoming interested in cooking again. I don’t know if it’s
due to the success of cooking shows on television, such as Masterchef and Junior Masterchef.
Brother’s kids are definitely more interested in how a particular dish is made and even ask “Can
I cook tonight?”

Cupcakes, in particular, give reasonably quick results and the children enjoy frosting and
decorating them. So, I decided to teach them how to make cupcakes. Cupcakes are so easy to
make that they are ideal for children to bake. I always think the best cupcakes for kids to make
are those where all the ingredients are put in the bowl together.When I taught them how to
bake a cupcake, following are the steps I asked them to follow.
First, I listed all the ingredients that were needed butter, caster sugar, plain flour, baking
powder, salt, eggs and vanilla extract. I also told them the exact quantities that were required.
Once all the ingredients were in place, I instructed them to preheat the oven to 180°C/350 F.
Then, I told them to line the muffin tin with paper cases. I explained them how the batter or
mixture is made and all the tricks involved to make a good batter, the consistency needed and
how to correctly mix all ingredients without over mixing the batter or incorrectly whipping the
eggs.

After the mixture was ready, the next step was to teach them how to grease the paper cases
and put the mixture into them. After that, the cupcakes were kept in the oven for 18 to 20
minutes until risen, golden and firm to touch.

Once the cupcakes were out of the oven and ready, I told them to let them cool completely. It
was time for the decoration of the cupcakes. The kids were overjoyed at it. They decorated the
cupcakes with colourful frosting and sprinkles. The kids made very creative cupcakes. It was a
memorable experience for me. Their tiny little hands served me each of their cupcakes and we
relished eating them together while cracking jokes.

Question 8.

Relate a special incident or experience in your life which you still recall with happiness.

Answer:

• Marvellous Result

It was the last week of May. My class X examination result was to be declared that day. I had
been waiting for this day with anxiety and curiosity. I got up at six o’clock in the morning, took
bath and prayed to God to grant me success. I was somewhat uneasy and restless. My mind
was swinging between hope and fear. It was a strange mix of anxiety and expectation. I was not
sure what was in store for me.

My parents had high expectations from me. At one moment, I was sure that I would score good
while at the other moment I feared what would happen if I performed badly or failed. At ten
o’clock, I went to school with my mother to get my result. Other children also came with their
parents. My hands were shaking and heart throbbing.

My class teacher handed over my result to my mother. Immediately, a wide smile ran on her
face. She hugged me tightly and told me that I had stood first in the class with 98.9% marks.
Soon, I met the Principal and other teachers. They all congratulated me. In the evening when I
returned home, I saw many of my relatives and friends had come to congratulate me. My father
welcomed them cordially. He seemed to be very proud of me. We passed the whole day
cheerfully.

The whole atmosphere of the house was at once changed. Friends and relatives kept pouring in
to congratulate me. Tea and sweets were served to all who came. Many of my relatives brought
sweet boxes for me. All were in a jolly and happy mood. My mother prepared nice dishes for
dinner. I also invited two of my friends for dinner.

Never before, I had been so happy. Even today when I recall this incident, it brings immense joy
and, happiness to me. It was indeed one of the happiest days of my life which I shall remember
for many years to come.

• Question 9.

Write a narrative comparing life to riding on a roller coaster.

Answer:

• Life is Like a Roller Coaster

I have never really liked roller coasters.Unfortunately, I have come to the conclusion that life is
very much like one.The first and only time I rode a roller coaster, I was fifteen and naively
excited. I lacked the foresight to remove my glasses before boarding, a silly mistake. The
corkscrew, a monstrous structure that, as the name implies, loops up, down and upside-down
in a giant corkscrew.Like a lamb brought to slaughter, I am calm, innocently curious about what
lies next.

Soon, I am at the very top with the entire amusement, park spread below my feet. As I am
confronted with the vertical descent below, all spidery dark metal curving sharply down and
away, my stomach starts twisting uncomfortably. The realisation that this is definitely not
where I want to be right now becomes a solid block of panic tearing at my chest as the coaster
pauses for a moment and then slices downward as it curves into a corkscrew, straining to throw
us off. I want to scream, I really do, but the whole of my mental capacity is focused on
somehow preventing my glasses from slipping off my face using sheer willpower.

Somehow the ride is over and I make it off and onto the nearest bench, sanity and glasses still
surprisingly whole and present. I breathe a sigh of relief that I survived. The experience taught
me like any well-designed coaster, life has its twists and turns and steep drops but it also has
ups.
Agony is inevitable but it does not last forever and we are stronger and wiser having lived
through it, even if only by a little bit.So, perhaps while I do not plan on getting on a roller
coaster anytime soon.

Question 10.

Recall a remarkable event of social importance in your city or locality. Give a little of its
background, the event as it occurred and its impact on the lives of people.

Answer:

• Protest for Justice

• In December 2012, the brutal rape and subsequent death of a 23 year old female
student in Delhi quickly gained attention in India and abroad.

The woman was beaten and raped in a moving bus. Medical reports later said that the woman
suffered serious injuries to her abdomen, intestines and genitals due to the assault. In the days
immediately following the inhumane incident, protestors staged large demonstrations at
Delhi’s India Gate and outside government buildings including Rashtrapati Bhavan, the official
residence of the President of India.

People no longer wanted to sit back and wait for the government’s action. They knew very well
that “Justice delayed is justice denied”. Thus, thousands of protestors clashed with police and
Rapid Action Force units.

Demonstrators were lathi charged, shot with water cannons and tear gas shells and arrested.
Similar protests occurred throughout the country. Thousands of people silently marched while
others started a hunger strike. Protests also occurred online on the social networking sites like
Facebook and WhatsApp, with users replacing their profile images with a black dot symbol.
Tens of thousands of people signed an online petition protesting the incident.

Many of the mourners carried candles and wore black dress and some pasted black cloth across
their mouths. Some of the protestors drew slogans on papers spread on the road, condemning
the incident and demanding stricter laws and speedy judgement. The incident made breaking
news all across the globe. It sparked protests across South Asia, including marches and rallies in
Nepal, Sri Lanka, Pakistan and Bangladesh.

The demand for severe punishment for the perpetrators led to the death sentence for four of
the accused while one died in the police custody and one was a juvenile who was given the
maximum sentence of 3 years imprisonment in a reform facility. The incident left a deep scar on
the minds of everyone. This was a remarkable event of social importance where the entire
country stood together and demanded justice.

• Question 11.

You had booked a ticket on an early morning train. However, you woke up late and missed it.
You then decided to run to catch a bus to the next station where you hoped to catch up with
the train. Narrate the entire event, how you felt, the effort you made and how you finally
caught the train. What did you learn from this stressful experience?

Answer:

• A Lesson of Punctuality

The alarm bell buzzed at 3:00 am to wake me up from my sleep so that I could catch my train
which was to leave for Udaipur at 5:00 am. However, I put the alarm off and went back to
sleep.

Around 3:45 am, my phone rang. I reluctantly answered, half asleep. On the other end of the
call was my cousin who enquired whether I had got ready to leave the house for the station.
Her question “What time will you reach the station?” threw me open from my sleep. I looked at
the watch and rebuked myself for beeping extra, when ideally I should have been getting ready.
I told her that I would reach the station at 4:30 am and hurriedly put the phone down. I got up
from my bed and rushed to the bathroom.By 4:10 am, I reached the cab stand. However there
was no cab to be found.

In a state of panic, I called up my friend who stayed nearby. Thankfully, he answered my call
and rushed to help me. He drove as fast as he could and we reached the station exactly five
minutes before the scheduled time. However, to my utter shock I was on the wrong platform. I
hurried to the platform where my train was waiting. Unfortunately, by the time I reached the
platform, the train was rolling on its wheels.

My cousin was shouting at me from inside the train and asked me to run. I ran as fast as I could
but missed it. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I did not know what to do. Other
passengers were looking at me and some were mocking at my carelessness. However, an old
couple came and suggested me to catch a bus to the next station where I might catch up with
the train.

I hurried to the bus stand which was nearby. Thankfully, the bus was about to leave. I found
myself a seat and prayed to reach in time. To my relief the bus dropped me an hour prior to the
scheduled timing of the train. I bought the water, drank some and splashed the rest on my face.

This stressful experience taught a very important lesson to me of punctuality. Time and tide
wait for none. It’s better to be early than late.

• Question 12.

Narrate an incident from your own experience when you expected to do very well, but for
some reason were unable to do so. Explain what happened and why it happened. What
lesson did you learn from it?

Answer:

• Life Lessons Learnt

Very recently I experienced a Life Lesson which I am going to remember throughout my life. I
live in a locality with independent houses. Recently, a man shifted to a house close to my
house. He became quite friendly with my children and often used to give them sweets and toys.
He became friendly with my parents also. Suddenly, he stopped coming in the park. He did not
meet anyone for many days.

One day my sister Kavya and I were playing with the bat and ball and the ball went into this
neighbour’s house. We were very sure that our neighbour would allow us to pick up the ball.
We rang the bell which was answered after a long time. We asked him, if he could give us our
ball but, that man very sternly said “No” and closed the door. We were really surprised at the
neighbour’s behaviour. He was so friendly but his sudden change of behaviour perplexed me.

Suddenly, one idea struck me by watching water tank behind neighbour’s house. We wanted to
get our ball so we climbed the water tank and jumped inside neighbour’s house. The door was
open. Nobody was there. We went inside and tried to look for the ball under the bed.

I saw the ball. Hurriedly I took out the ball and along with it came a gold bar. We took out both
the ball and the gold bar and climbed up the water tank again. Reaching my house I found my
father watching a news on TV.
I couldn’t believe my ears when the news reader read that 20 gold bars were stolen from a
jewellery shop. They showed a picture of the gold bars and it was exactly like the one we had
found. I quickly told the whole story to my father who immediately called the police. The police
came and searched this neighbour’s house and gold bars were recovered and he was arrested.

The police informed my parents that the man was a thief, a smuggler and under his
pleasantness wanted to carry on illegal activities.

Now, I realised that this person should not have been trusted and I should thought over the fact
why he was trying to be so friendly with his neighbours. I learnt the lesson that we should never
trust a stranger, or neighbour.

• SELF ASSESSMENT

• 1. School life is full of ups and downs. Describe some of the happy and sad moments
of your ten years of school life.