I seldom go late to school, but I really chose a bad time to go to school late for the first time (in JC life).
Over the weekend, my entire class was busy with running our funfair stall and we were all tired. I was one of the last few to leave as me and few others were busy cleaning up the stall.
It doesn’t pay to do a good deed. I was so pooped that I woke up late the next day for assembly. Guess what happened? As punishment, we had to clean up the funfair aftermath for the whole school!