I had had my share of embarrassment when I was a child, but the most unforgettable one was the time when I had decided to be a hero. It happened when I was twelve, an age when the young could not wait to become a hero. I could still remember that incident vividly.
That day, my aunt would be arriving at the airport soon. I was asked to fetch her to our house. Grudgingly, I put on a cap and walked to the airport. As the airport was just a stoneâ€™s throw away from our house, I reached there in no time at all.
Just as I had entered the airport, I heard a scream coming from my left. I turned my head towards left to find myself looking at a brawny man holding a handbag and an old woman pursuing him. I broke into a run towards them and tackled the man when I was near.
I snatched the handbag from the man who had fell. Thinking that I had done something good, I beamed at the old woman and returned her handbag to her.
Instead of getting a praise from her, I got a scolding. â€œSee what youâ€™ve done! Now I have to re-take the scene again!â€ she reprimanded me. Looking around, I soon realized my dreadful mistake. The camera man frowned and the director glared at me. The people around me chided at me.
Throughout the whole time whilst I was there, I received angry stares from many people. Finally, when my aunt arrived, I pulled at her arm and hurriedly exited the airport. When asked why I was in such a hurry, I related to her what had happened. After listening to my story, she too rebuked me for spoiling the scene.
We walked back home in silence after that. That day was no doubt one of the most embarrassing days of my life.