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develop a story in about 150 to 200 words with the help of the hints given. the hints are , it was my first exam, I was already late, i dashed to my bicycle but it fron tyre was flat, I rushed out to the road and.......

Answer 1

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It was my first exam.I was already late.I dashed towards my cycle and found it was punctured.Panic stricken.I rushed towards the main road to get into the cycle repair shop. suddenly there was a accident on the road between a car and a pedistrian. The car went. but the guy who was walking was badly wounded. No one was ready to help him coz some of them were not interested in wasting time while others were taking it as show. Some were just gossiping about the pity condition of the man. Finally I decided not to be a viewer. I went hold him by his hand ,sat on a auto and went to the hospital. The nurse took him to the operation room. I was outside and was thinking about my exam . After some time the doctor came out from the operation room. The wanted to See Me. So I went to the him. HeSaw my school dress and asked me 'r u from dav school ?' I said yes. He asked me about my exam. I narrated the whole incident. He said that he was our new principal who was going to school but unfortunately this happened. He thanked me and told me that I can give exam once again. I also got bravery award.

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Answer 2

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$<p style="color:cyan;font-family:cursive;background:black;font size:25/40 px;">..IMPORTANCE OF TIME</p><p>The first day of the exams and the subject was the most dreaded, Maths. Mind you. they</p><p>were the Boards. I woke up late, blissfully unaware of the alarm that rang obediently</p><p>at the scheduled time of 5 a.m. I had to rush with my morning ablutions. No time for</p><p>breakfast. The clock struck 8.30. The reporting time at the centre was 9 a.m. and I</p><p>needed 40 minutes to reach.</p><p>Cursing my stars, and shutting my ears to mummy's admonitions, I dashed towards</p><p>my scooty. As fate would have it, the 'fellow' refused to comply. Panic-stricken. I rushed</p><p>towards the main road to find some other means of commuting. The auto-rickshaws</p><p>were on strike, and no taxi was available. I began sweating profusely and tears welled</p><p>up in my eyes.</p><p>Suddenly, a car stopped in front of me. I was shocked to see the occupant. It was none</p><p>other than my English teacher. "Hop in", he said. Taking a detour from his route to our</p><p>school, my most favourite teacher, calmed me down all through the journey, wished me</p><p>luck, and reached me at my centre, exactly at 9 a.m. I secured 98% for Maths for the</p><p>first time in my life, thanks to the good wishes of a great teacher.</p><p>A wonderful teacher and a great human being, I hold him in great esteem even today</p><p>and try to replicate his outlook towards life and relationship with students...$