IGCSE FLE Narratives & Sample Responses

A time when I was in charge

Write a story about a time when you were in charge.

"And the valedictorian award goes to Sarah Jones," announced the Dean as I stood next to him holding the merit and sash. As Sarah stepped onto the stage, a roar of applause deafened the walls of our university. There she stood with a peaceful demeanor and composed stature facing the Dean. But,her eyes were steadfast on me; looking for that admiration she earned.

Sarah bolted rushing towards me "Sir, there is no way I am taking this detention for something I haven't done. If fighting bullies is an offence, I will do it again and again till I am not thrown out officially.'' The fire in her eyes was daunting and menacing. It had an element of honesty. Before I could explain myself , I was called to the principle's chamber.

Time has never been so lazy. As if hibernating. We sat facing each other where one was constantly fidgeting with the pen unable to control and the other was in charge to let that not stop until the time is up. Her fidgeting seemed safe. Constant ticking of the clock was in perfect harmony with the leg shaking , pen moving, thoughts racing and I was in charge. For what ? To make sure the detention goes smooth till the wards arrive for my rescue.

Sarah had temper issues. The moment she finds any injustice happening, she erupts. This time it was a senior who tried his luck on a junior, just then found him being knocked down in front of bystanders who wisely chose to stay out and be safe instead. But Sarah cared for nothing. She was the boxer in the ring and such scenes were quite usual by now. Some loved her, and the others loved her out of compulsion.

I remember once mom said. "Break the silence with being silent."

Sarah let out her rage," Do you think I am a psycho?'

I said "No."

She had an outburst as if it was buried and deep-rooted. When she spoke about being a victim of bullying in her middle school, I could fill in the blank.

I didn't have to do much. Just lend her my ear. All she needed was a let out of anguish built up. She broke down like a baby.

Before she could say anything, I shook her hands firmly and walked her to the podium where countless eyes waited to hear her speak.

All she spoke' Thank you Mr. James for being in charge.'

She turned around and walked down the aisle with dignity and resonance.