My Worst learning experience.

My Worst learning experience.

During my high school life, I had the most great and enjoyable time. High school was the best years of my life that I would always remember and if I had a chance I would go back and retake it again. But of course I also had some bad days.  Out of those good and bad days there was one worst time that I could not forget and by chance I would not want to. Those days I look back and I realize that I use to be a lot sad but now I can laugh at it and take it as a funny memory. The time my father didn’t allow me to go to prom because I was scolded and I violated my dad’s punishment and went to the prom.

I would like to start by saying, it was my last year and unfortunately it was my last chance to see all my school fellows altogether and see my school for the last time. The day before the prom I had an argument with my father and we crossed went to each other and involuntarily I misbehaved to him and so he took a strict action by not allowing me to go to prom. That night I tried apologizing but obviously he didn’t care because he was so angry and insisted on his punishment. Morning I had to go to the school but knowing that at the prom evening I wouldn’t be there was killing me.

In addition, I cried all out that night until the morning I had a terrible headache and I went to school with my eyes swollen. All my friends were talking about what they were going to wear and how their hair style and make up was. Hearing my friend plans for the night was making me even sadder and when they asked me what was I thinking and how my dress is, my answer was I am not attending to the prom. One of my best friends came up with an idea of attending to the party behind fathers back; out of his permission. The idea sounded great to me, but this time the problem was, I was not prepared and I had no dress. My friend again offered me an idea by lending me one of her party dress and so we decided to implement the plan.

By the time of prom everything went perfectly well. My friend dressed fit me and looked amazing we covered up my swollen eyes with makeup and went to saloon to fix my hair. Unfortunately, things didn’t work after all, my headache started getting worst and the music irritated me, the food disturbed my stomach and so I vomited. After a while I started feeling bad. By coincidence my dad came home early from work that night and when he couldn’t find me at home, he knew that I would probably be at the prom so he came and scolded me in presence of all my friends in addition to that I fainted. When I open my eyes I found myself at hospital.

In conclusion, the day that was meant to be the best day of my life and high school turned out to be the worst day of my life and my worst learning experience was not to do anything behind my parents back.

                                                                                                      Koray AKCA