Rebecca: Look, there’s smoke coming from six stories up.
Hugh: Yes, I know. Didn’t you hear the fire alarm go off upstairs a few minutes ago?
Rebecca: No, but I’m really glad there’s a fire station only a few blocks away. Hey look, there’s the fire engine. Here come the firefighters!
Hugh: Yeah, let’s get back to work. I’m sure they’ll have the blaze under control pretty quickly.
Rebecca: How can you work with all of this excitement? Maybe I should get the fire extinguisher from the hallway and go upstairs to help.
Hugh: I think that’s a really bad idea. You can see for yourself that the firefighters are getting ready to fight the fire. They’re getting the ladder out and attaching the fire hose to the hydrant. Anyway, it’s probably just a false alarm.
Rebecca: If the smoke detector went off then I’m sure there’s a fire. We’ll know if we start to see something burning near a window or ashes coming down.
Hugh: I’ve never seen you like this before. Why are you so excited?
Rebecca: I wanted to be a firefighter when I grew up. I’ve always had a fascination with fire.
Hugh: Ah, that explains it. Would it make you feel better if I lit up a cigarette?
Script by Dr. Lucy Tse |