(1) Headmaster
I stood in the heart of the room, the ornate walls surrounding me. Adjusting my onyx robes, I cleared my voice, such that it was blaring enough to be heard. “Ladies and gentlemen, the light of knowledge.” My portly assistant clutched in his hands a lighted candle, its flame strong and searing. He passed on the flame to a petite young boy, his graceful pupils mirrored a future of knowledge and success. Carefully, he allowed his palms to move towards his partner, passing on the light of knowledge. I was appeased, my coral lips turned into a smile, for I knew the light of knowledge would enlighten their hearts and fill their souls throughout the years they will be in the school.
(2) A new student
His half-opened eyes were fixed upon me as he held an awkward mechanism in front of himself. A sudden flash… The stinging siren of the bagpipe infiltrated the peace like an incoming wave. We marched into the hall as we took our seats on a few wooden benches, their texture reflected upon their age, its sides were peeling off. Instantaneously, a bald man in swaying black robes ascended the stage. His deathly tone repelled every tinge of laughter and anticipation in the hall. “Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?” His blaring voice shook the hall. I did not know what the future in this school meant for me. I rotated my neck, only to see my parents staring back at me…
I enjoyed reading the perspective of the headmaster and the new student as you describe the various experiences and opinions that each person has. In the perspective of the headmaster, who had been with the school for several years, you show that he was filled with pride and anticipation.
ReplyDeleteThe new student is described as being foreign to the new environment. I also enjoy your vivid use of imagery.
Jonathan Choong 2A1 09