Illustration by Aamnah Arshad
Illustration by Aamnah Arshad

The afternoon was bright, with the sun at its peak. My mother had promised to take me to the marvellous Legoland, so my hands were sweating with excitement.

I quickly got dressed in my favourite clothes and stood ready at the door before my siblings. After a while, we reached the grand park. The huge Lego buildings made me even more curious. I was amazed by the structures I had only seen on TV before. Seeing them in real life felt like a dream come true. Little did I know that something embarrassing would also make the day unforgettable.

It was our first trip to America. The feeling of being in a country where people speak English made me nervous because English is not my mother tongue. Naturally, I was not fluent in it.

Anyway, I spotted a teenage driving arena made of Lego and rushed excitedly towards it, hoping to experience the bliss of driving cars. An instructor stood at the entrance, speaking with an African accent.

I went up to him and he asked my name. I became nervous. Even though he had only asked my name, my face turned red and my mind went blank.

My mother noticed my terrified expression from a short distance and quickly came forward, answering in my place. I felt ashamed and wished I could dig a hole and hide in it. A bead of cold sweat ran down my spine, but thankfully, I convinced myself that I could still enjoy the rest of the day — or so I believed.

From then on, I decided to be extra cautious to avoid any more awkward situations. As we moved ahead, we saw a tempting stall selling cold beverages. We ran towards it and each of us got a drink. But unfortunately, my luck was not on my side, I spilled my drink on my favourite trousers, making it look as if I had peed!

My siblings laughed before anyone else did — yes, siblings can make you more embarrassed than anyone else in the world! Feeling cranky, I was torn between going home and exploring the amusing monuments made of Lego. Soon, my desire to make the most of this opportunity overpowered my embarrassment, and I walked all over the park with my wet, stained trousers.

Moving around the theme park like that made me red as a tomato and even caused a few people to laugh. I hope a day like this never happens again, though it certainly became a story I will never forget.

Published in Dawn, Young World, February 21st, 2026

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