Student sample for assessment
Written by a Year 6 student in Brunswick, Victoria, Australia.
I was walking to the library after lunch when I heard voices coming from the office. One was Mr Chen, my teacher. The other was my best friend's dad. I stopped to listen. I know I shouldn't have, but I wanted to know what they were talking about. 'Her parents are getting divorced,' Mr Chen said. 'She doesn't know yet. They're going to tell her this weekend. I'm telling you because she might struggle when she comes back to school. Can we support her?' My heart stopped. My best friend is Maya. Maya doesn't know that her parents are getting divorced. And now I know. This is the biggest secret I have ever held. For two days, I acted normal around Maya. We sat together at lunch. We did our work together. But inside, I felt confused and sad and worried. I couldn't tell her because I wasn't supposed to know. But I couldn't not know, either. The secret sat inside me like a heavy weight. On Monday, Maya came to school looking sad. Her parents had told her. She walked straight to me at lunch and started crying. 'My parents are getting divorced,' she said. And I held her hand and listened to everything she said. But then Maya asked me, 'Did you know? Did anyone tell you?' I had to make a choice. I could lie and protect the secret. Or I could tell her the truth. I thought about how she would feel if she knew I had kept this from her. 'Yes,' I said. 'I heard Mr Chen talking to your dad. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I wanted to, but I didn't know how.' Maya was quiet. Then she said, 'I'm glad you know. I'm glad I don't have to explain everything because you already understand.' And she squeezed my hand. That moment taught me something. Keeping a secret can be the right choice. But sometimes honesty is more important than keeping quiet. And sometimes the person you're protecting will understand your choice, even if it was hard.