Author – Emil
Yesterday I wore to school my blood-red, low top converse shoes. During the third lesson I noticed, that left one came untied. I thought that I would lace my shoe up on the break. But right before the end of the lesson, at my school a fire alarm was announced. Everyone had to be evacuate from the building. The class, in which I had a lesson, was on the second floor (european). A stairwell is quite wide, but in that moment was also very crowded and everyone were in a hurry. When I ran downstairs, somebody in the crowd stepped on my heel and pulled my left shoe off my foot. I could not do nothing. There was no chance to come back for my lost shoe. When I glanced backwards, even I didn’t see it. I could only to g downstairs with others, wearing only gray no-show sock on my left foot. This way I reached to the football pitch, wearing only one shoe.
When we ran, nobody kept an eye on such things, but when we already waited for the announcement of the director, other boy noticed that I had but one shoe and pointed on my feet to other ones. So they started lauging and teasing me. Soon they announced that it had been a training alert and we can come back to the school. I thought that I would find my lost shoe on a stairwell, where I lost it. But it turned out, that my blood-red converse vanished. But it turned out, that my blood-red converse vanished. I went to the caretaker, thinking that my shoe were in the lost and found box. But it turned out that my shoe is not there either. I tried to find it on staircase again, but but finally I had to go to the class still wearing only my right shoe. And I had to spent rest of my schoolday that way. Worst of all, I also had to went back home still wearing only one shoe.
Author – Emil
Last friday, my school’s corridor, a break between second and third lesson that day. I was in our school’s shop to buy a new pen (that one I used just broke). But when the bell rings, I was still in the shop. So I started to run back to my class, trying not to be late for my lesson. When I’d been running upstairs, I slipped at some moment and fell down the stairs. I got up and it turned out that i lost my right shoe. I looked back and I saw some kid, picking my shoe up off the floor and throwing it with all his strengh! So i immediately lost my shoe from my sight. I try to look for my shoe, but i couldn’t found it. So I reached the my class not only late, but with one shoe as well. Worst of all, that Mrs. Burska called me also to the blackboard! Everyone in my class saw me walking one-shoed. So, they laughed at me a lot that day, because I had to spent three lessons more wearing one shoe and only brown sock on my other foot. Finally, My shoe was given to the lost and found box.
Of course, I have boots in dressing room, but it is not allowed to wearing boots at school.
Author – Emil
It is still very warm here, and when yesterday, at Christmas Eve I went to the Midnight Mass, i’d been wearing my dress shoes instead of boots, as usually in december. I had a place on the bench at the side nave.
Everything was fine until it came time Holy Communion. But when I’d been going back and wanted to
take my place on the bench, I tripped over the other boy’s feet (he had them on the pew). I thought I would fall down, but fortunately it did not happen. Less happily, my shoe fell off my foot and landed somewhere on the floor. I looked back, but I could not saw it.
I could only take my place as if nothing had happened. I spent the rest of the Mass without my right shoe, hoping that nobody would notice. The floor of the church is made of stone, my foot was cold quickly, so I put it on the top of my shod one. Of course, the boy, who was sitting next to me on the right side, he noticed that I only have one shoe. I saw that he suppresses a giggle, but he said nothing. After the end of the cowherd I had to pass him, so he could go to the main aisle. He said very quietly, “”What a bad luck.”” I started can seek my lost shoe. I found it under the bench before that my one.
Author – Emil
I was coming back from school. In the rain, that started raining while my last lesson this day. It was raining pretty hard, so I quickly soaked. I saw that coming a tram and that id a green light for pedestrians, so I started to run as fast as I could, so that I could go across the street to the tram stop before the light turns red. And suddenly – my left shoe fell out of my foot. First I wanted to go after it, but then the light turned red and the cars immediately started to drive. I could only get away on the sidewalk, one shoe on, one shoe off. I stood there, with one sneaker and soaked through olive sock on my left other foot. I no longer thought about catching the tram. Somebody said, “”What bad luck!”” Someone else, some kid from my school, he began to laugh and said, “”Hey, Cinderella-boy, you have lost something!””. Finally, again I had the green light, and I could recover my lost shoe. But it was completely destroyed and unwearable, so I went back to the tram stop. I rode home by the next tram, wearing one gray sneaker and only an olive sock on my left foot. Others stared at my feet all the time.