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“It’s Not Critical”
Everyone in Brightfield town panicked when the power suddenly went out on the morning of the final examinations. Students rushed out of classrooms, teachers argued in the corridors, and parents crowded the school gate, demanding answers. Rumours spread quickly—the exams would be cancelled, the computers were damaged, the whole term was wasted.
In the middle of the confusion sat Ada, a quiet student known for her calm nature. While others complained loudly, she gently closed her book and said to her classmates, “It’s not critical.” They stared at her in disbelief. How could she say that when months of preparation seemed lost?
Ada explained that they had already studied well. Whether the exam happened that day or another, their knowledge would not disappear with the electricity. Her words slowly cooled the tension in the room.
Soon, the principal arrived and announced that the exam would continue using printed question papers instead of computers. There was a collective sigh of relief. The crisis everyone feared was no longer a disaster.
Later that day, Ada helped a nervous friend revise under a mango tree, using sunlight instead of electric bulbs. When the exam ended successfully, many students realised how fear had exaggerated the problem.
That evening, Ada’s teacher praised her attitude. “Not every problem is an emergency,” she said. “Some situations only need patience and clear thinking.”
From that day on, Brightfield students learned an important lesson: panic often makes small problems seem big. Sometimes, all it takes is a calm voice to remind everyone that it’s not critical.