Sick!
I knew from the moment I arrived home, I would get the flu. If being soaked to the skin wasn’t enough, I was cold and I was sniffling. Here’s me thinking that I’m invincible and I can survive in any sort of weather. I couldn’t have been more wrong. I was only in the rain for a minute or two and already I was sniffing like crazy. I have a very sensitive immune system, which means I’m not even prone to the simplest illnesses. What a weakling, eh? But I had no idea of what would follow through.
On Thursday, I wasn’t looking forward to school, for some strange reason. I didn’t know what it was, but an “inner voice” was telling me to stay home that day. I should have listened. I just passed it off as being lazy, found the strength to get ready for school and went to the bus stop with my chauffeur. My mum kept bugging me to take a cardigan, but I just ignored her. It was too early in the morning to listen to my parents. I really regret not taking my mum’s advice, because at school, it was like sitting in a freezer.
Throughout my classes at school, I just stared listlessly at the teacher and coughed. People were giving me the evils and moving away from me, probably because they didn’t want to catch my flu. I joked that I was “spreading the love” to my classmates, but that just made them run away even faster. I felt so…isolated, like I was being quarantined. Goshness, you’d think I’d have leprosy the way people were running away from me. Some faithful friends stuck by my side and did their best to cheer me up, but every time I laughed, it would come out as a wheezing cough. Bleh! At that moment, I didn’t blame them for running away from me.
Finally, it was home time. I couldn’t wait to jump into my warm bed and catch up on some sleep. I told myself that it would only be a catnap of two hours…nek minnit, its eight o’clock when I wake up. OMG, I didn’t think I was capable of sleeping that long. I was up to my eyeballs in homework, but I couldn’t work up the energy to get up and do it.
I didn’t go to school on Friday. I was so depressed! Jerome Kaino was coming in on that day and The Hunger Games was coming out that night too! Why did it have to happen this week?! I thought to myself. I felt like crying when I heard that everybody had taken photos and had their “moments of fame” with Jerome. Well, he isn’t exactly a Sonny Bill Williams, so I didn’t get that worked up over him. I wanted to throw a tantrum when I couldn’t go to the movies, but I resigned solemnly to my fate. Oh well, that can be saved for another weekend. Another thing is, if I wasn’t sick that Friday, I wouldn’t be writing this depressing story. Argh! -Norma Ngatamariki

Herald Issue 608 21 March
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