Karen, Judy and I were the last ones back in the classroom after lunch. Our classmates were playing outside.

“Look at what I found in Ms. Lee’s office.” Karen held up a small box filled with pieces of chalk in every color of the rainbow.

“Wow! What fun it would be to write on the chalkboard while everyone is outside,” Judy’s eyes shone with joy. “But Ms. Lee doesn’t let us do so,” I responded, already feeling guilty, although we had not yet done anything. “Don’t be a chicken, Janet. No one will ever know,” said Karen, reaching into the box and drawing out some chalk. Judy also began drawing.

I unwillingly joined my friends in the artwork, afraid of being caught. However, I found it was very funny. Then something struck Judy. She said excitedly, “We’re all right-handed. Let’s see who can write their name best using their left hand.”

Picking up their chalk, Judy and Karen started. I chose a white piece from the box and began to write. The handwriting was a bit shaky, but no one would doubt that it said “Janet”.

“We’d better get this board cleaned off now,” said Judy, eyeing the clock. She picked up an eraser and began erasing our handwork from the board. Everything came off... but my name! In disbelief, I looked at the chalk I held in my sweaty hand. On closer examination, I found that it wasn’t chalk at all, but a piece of white crayon (蜡笔). I was sweating and my knees felt weak. My mother had a saying: “Fools’ names and faces always appear in public places.” I never understood fully what it meant before. Now I did! I was a fool, and there was my name in crayon to prove it. And the teacher would be returning soon.

“Quick! Let’s get some wet cloth,” said Judy, springing into action.

Ms. Lee never asked about the abrasion (磨损处) and maybe never noticed it.

How to Protect Our Eyesight

As a high school freshman, I am honored to have entered a new chapter in my life. After experiencing ups and downs, I have learned a lot of great value.