An Eclipse in broad day

I was still a little girl when I first experienced the fear and wonder of an eclipse. It was an ordinary day at primary school, and we had all heard about eclipses, but none of us really knew what it looked like. We were playing during our break time when suddenly, darkness fell over the daytime. Panic spread and we all ran for cover, not knowing what was happening. Fear gripped each child's heart, and we were all rooted to the spot, thinking the end of the world was upon us.

We stayed huddled in the shelter, not daring to speak, until suddenly we heard familiar voices calling our names. It was our mothers and siblings, reassuring us that it was just an eclipse, not the rapture. Relief flooded through us, and slowly we ventured out to witness the incredible sight.

Peeking through the windows, we gazed in awe at the sun being covered, and it was as spectacular as it was terrifying. From that day on, we all knew what an eclipse was, and it became a cherished memory of learning and experiencing something new. The fear transformed into curiosity, and we all felt a little bit wiser for having witnessed such a rare and beautiful event.