A narrow escape I was in hot water. I could not stop my sister, Jill, from crying. We had been fighting over which television program to watch and in the course of the struggle, I had accidentally twisted her arm. Jill ran complaining to Mum. Mum was furious as this was not the first time we had fought over trivial things. She scolded me harshly and went to fetch a cane. Cold perspiration trickled down my forehead. I dreaded the thought of having to suffer the painful strokes of the cane. I wished I had given in my sister earlier on. I prayed for Dad to come home early to save me from Mum’s wrath. Just then, the doorbell rang. Jill went to answer it. We were surprised to see Aunt Polly at the door. She had come to ask Mum to show her how to make some kind of chicken. Mum then became busy entertaining Aunt Polly in the kitchen and forgot all about punishing me. In the meantime, I apologized to Jill and applied some ointment on her arm. Before long, we were on speaking terms again, Aunt Polly certainly come at the right time. What a narrow escape! Courtesy begets courtesy One afternoon, my cousin and I went for a movie. Before the movie started, I went to the public washroom. It was very crowded; I joined the queue and waited patiently for my turn. When I was about to enter an empty toilet, the girl who was standing behind me asked me if she could use the toilet first. Her face was pale and she seemed to be having a terrible stomach upset. “Sure!” I said without hesitation. I could tell from her face that she was very thankful. After the movie, my cousin and I were supposed to meet my uncle at the airport. We decided to catch a cab there. At the taxi-stand, I saw the girl whom I met in the washroom. This time, she was ahead of me in the queue. We started a friendly conversation while waiting for our cabs. My cousin and I began to get worried when we had waited for quite some time and no cab had passed by. Finally a cab came. We waved good-bye to the girl because she offered to let us go in the cab first. We thanked her for being so considerate. She even helped us carry our shopping bags into the cab. From this incident, I fully agree that “courtesy begets courtesy”. It certainly pays to be courteous. . started a friendly conversation while waiting for our cabs. My cousin and I began to get worried when we had waited for quite some time and no cab had passed by. Finally a cab came. We waved. A narrow escape I was in hot water. I could not stop my sister, Jill, from crying. We had been fighting over which television program to watch and in the course of the struggle, I had accidentally. became busy entertaining Aunt Polly in the kitchen and forgot all about punishing me. In the meantime, I apologized to Jill and applied some ointment on her arm. Before long, we were on speaking