It was a very cold morning as it had been raining very heavily the previous
night. As my mother was feeling a little under the weather, my sister
volunteered to drive me to school. I had overslept and as a result, was running
a bit late for school. We got into the car hurriedly. The road was already
congested with traffic. It appeared that everyone was late as well.
was a careful driver and despite the fact I was already late, she refused to
drive fast on the slippery road. I was lucky she was such a resolute and careful
person because a few hundred meters away from the school, we witnessed a tragic
accident. it all happened very quickly, as most accidents do. A car full of
school children had made a left turning without signaling and as a result a
school bus crashed into it. A few cars behind the school bus rammed into the bus
as they could not brake in time and soon it became a pile up. The already
congested road became jammed with vehicles that came to a crawl. I told my
sister that I wanted to help the victims and she nodded silently. She brought
the car to a halt not too far from the accident spot.
The scene that greeted
us was something I would never forget. It left an indelible imprint in my mind
to date. The impact of the accident had plunged three school children out of the
car. The driver, a lady, lay lifeless on the steering wheel. I rushed to the
children who were preschoolers. Two of them were seriously hurt and bleeding
profusely from the head and hands. they were conscious although too weak to
realize what had happened. One of them had her left hand severed and appeared
unconscious. I think she was killed on the spot. In the meantime passers-by had
called the ambulance and while waiting we tried as best as possible to help the
The passengers in the school bus too were injured. I dashed into the
bus and saw the driver laid slumped on the wheels. He had severe injuries on the
head. While my sister helped him down from the bus, I told the injured school
children to stay calm. Most of them appeared to suffer from minor cuts and
bruises on their arms and bodies. it was really fortunate that nobody was badly
hurt. By then a few adults had entered the bus and together we instructed the
children to come out of the bus slowly. The children were crying and screaming
for their parents and we had to hug them to keep them quiet.
ambulances had arrived. A traffic police car was there too. Two policemen were
taking down statements from eye-witnesses. The injured and the dead were whisked
away to the hospital. My sister and I later gave an account to the police of
what had happened.
I was late for school. In fact, many drives were also late
for their work. I informed my teacher of the accident and both felt that it
could have been prevented if the drivers had been more careful. Innocent lives
would not have been lost otherwise.