plz plz plz plz plz help me... convert this longstory into 200 words- It was the other day at school, that changed my life forever. It changed the way, I thought, I felt and the way I saw the world in front of me. It made me reflect on lot’s of things. It made me realise that some of us are so fortunate that we have everything we need and more, while we can’t say the same about others. That day, I noticed a new face in my classroom. As the teacher introduced each other, I heard my classmates whispering about her. That was when I heard that the child could not feel things because she suffered from Hypoesthesia . She wouldn’t know what to touch or not whether it was acid or really hot food! She had lost one of her senses when she was just an infant. I empathised and felt really bad for her.
During recess, while walking from the cafeteria, I noticed a gang of cool kids picking on the new student. They asked her to put her hand into a bucket of icy cold water. Everyone cracked up while the others were teasing her. So I went up to them, but was scared that they would turn and tease me, so I hid behind a cubby. I knew what they did was wrong, but I didn’t have the courage to confront them. That night I didn’t say a word about what happened in school. I didn’t even inform my parents about the new kid. My mom tucked me into bed and kissed me goodnight. As I fell asleep, I got pulled into the realm of dreams… I found myself in my classroom with my hand stuck in a glass with piping hot water.
I could see my hand swelling and getting burned, but couldn’t feel a thing. The entire class erupted with laughter. It was strange- I could hear everyone’s whispers even if they were at the end of the classroom. And I could see much clearer as well. I realised that when God takes away one of your senses, the other ones are more acute. The teacher entered the class of kerfuffle and stopped my humiliation. The teacher kept inquiring whether I was alright. Suddenly, I smelt something burning. It was like smoke but from a distance. I kept telling the teacher that there was a fire in the building but she said I was just imagining things.
Fifteen minutes later the fire alarm rang and the building was evacuated. " Wake up, wake up, you are late for school again!”, shouted someone. I woke up with a startle. I then realised this was all just a nightmare. Thank god! I then sat up and began to think. I was in the shoes of that poor student who already had things going badly for her. She mustn’t have been comfortable to attend a school with " regular children”. And when she was just starting to get used to her new school life, we stepped all over it. Differently abled children learn differently but feel the same emotions. I just realised my mistake and rushed to get changed.
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It was the next in and it changed my life forever . It changed my Thought completely , the way I am seeing the world . I have realise that we have everything but still we want more and more but we can't say to others. On that Day I have seen a new face and all the classmates whispering about her . Then I know that she is suffering from Hypoesthesia , that she can't feel the things whether it is cold or hot. She lost one of her senses and then I really felt sad for her .
During recess, while walking from the cafeteria I have noticed that a gang of school kids teasing her . They were saying her to put her hand in the bucket with icy cold water. So I went upto them and little bit scared , so I hid behind a cubby . I know they are doing wrong with her but I don't have the courage to go infront of them . At night I slept and my mom tucked me and said good night . I dreamed and found myself in the classroom dipping my hand in a hot water.
It was just a imagination that I am dreaming.
After fifteen minutes the alarm rang , wake up wake up you are late for school again , shouted someone . I woke up and realise it was just a nightmare. I have sat and began to think.
. I was in the shoes of that poor student who already had things going badly for her. She mustn’t have been comfortable to attend a school with " regular children”. And when she was just starting to get used to her new school life, we stepped all over it. Differently abled children learn differently but feel the same emotions. I just realised my mistake and rushed to get changed.