crcb/emo_is huggingface dataset:
I was a passenger in a jumbo-jet which was accelerating down the  
runway and almost at the point of take-off, when the pilot  
suddenly braked and put the engines into reverse thrust, in an  
obviously urgent attempt to stop the aircraft. The hostesses show  
signs of concern and my first thought was that something was on  
the runway in our path and that we were in danger of hitting it.
When I had not done well in Geography at my MCE I was expected to  
get more than I did.
Years ago I fell in love for the first time. as natural for every  
school-girl I was day-dreaming. Later (after 3 years) we left  
each other. No one was to blame but I felt deep sadness. Even now  
I remember about it quite often.
My mother, sister and I were thinking about old times, our  
childhood, and we had a very happy time.
While playing I urinated on grandma's floor and did not go to the  
lavatory.  My cousin told grandma and she came.
A few weeks back, as I was in a hurry to leave the house, I left  
some of my things lying around.  This is something I never do. My  
uncle,who lives with us, as we live in a joint family, remarked that  
we were always doing things like  this.  This really got me mad.
When my fiancee travelled 2000 Km to visit me, and I hadn't seen  
her for 4 months.
I was sitting in the bus and a man with a very unpleasant  
smell came and sat next to me, to top it all he smoked  
continously.
When I found out that I had failed to pass my exams during the  
term by one point.  The fact that exactly the same thing had  
happened last term did not help.
When I nearly drowned in icy water wearing ice skates.  It was  
difficult to get out.
When my flatmate put me down because she "thought" she was better  
than me, or she felt she was.
I was an instructior in a youth organization.  Whenever we, the  
instructors would have a meeting the advisor would be present.   
He did not understand our worknig conditions but talked a lot  
and had a lot of outdated ideas.  Whenever we disagreed with him  
he was very discontent and said that we had a prejudice against  
him.  Why did he have to treat us as his subordinates ?
I felt sad at having to leave my girlfriend after constant problems  
and failed attempts at reconciliation.  My sadness was caused by  
the irreversibility of the decision.
I promised to fulfill an errand. Later I understood it was  
impracticable. The explanation I gave was accompanied by a sense  
of guilt.
In the past I used to think that my mother was a very nagging  
person.  When I started living at the hostel we had little time  
to meet each other.  Whenever I went home she would take care  
of me.  I gradually realized that what she had done was for my  
own good.  So very time I saw her I felt guilty.
I saw a man falling on the walkway. He seemed half dead, and was  
immobile. I felt disgust for the people who passed by without  
doing anything to help.
I went to a restaurant with my boyfriend for dinner. There we saw  
a couple. the man of the couple was a negro and he hadn't manners  
for eat.
The last day of school is traditionally celebrated by singing a  
song about all the students who are leaving.  In the song  
about me, there were things which irritated me a lot.
I caught a huge eel on a fishing line which I had pulled into the  
boat. I cut the line and threw the whole lot back into the water.  
Later that day and about ten miles away I went swimming and  
someone made the comment wondering how far eels could swim, I  
abruptly ended swimming for fear at an unseen eel for a few days  
until we had left the district.
When I saw that my bed at the hostel was a mess I guessed that  
someone else had used my daily necessities.  I felt that my  personal  
sanity had been affected.
I had asked the teacher to write a recommendation letter for me,  
but I had not provided enough information and had run short of  
time.
I had been searching for housing for Fall at UCB and I was  
finally offered a place - then an ordeal followed, first I  
accepted then refused - related to my parents judgment (they're  
paying for me). Turns out that I was so upset at what my Dad said  
to me that I hung up on him. He called back and threatened to cut  
me off financially and emotionally.
We went fishing some 5 or 8 kilometers off the shore of Lake  
Malawi. Before we could settle down the lake became very rough to  
the point of threatening our lives.
When I was travelling by tram, I tripped and fell against the  
door.  I thought that I was going to fall out.
When I was not in a position to control myself.  I had said too  
much and had been cruel with no other than my mother.
When my sister had the opportunity to do some modelling work. And  
I was quite jealous - later on the photographer decided not to  
take her photograph, and she was very upset - I felt guilty as a  
result, almost as if I had caused her to lose her opportunity, by  
not being genuinely happy for her in the first place.
One of the greatest joiy was when I succeded in acquiring a  
motorcycle through my own efforts.
Last Summer in Italy I was attacked by a dog.It was terrible to  
feel that untidy dirty dog against my naked skin.
I was away to school (Primary). In my abscence my young brother  
at home got sick suddenly. My parents took him to hospital. On  
the way he died. It came to me as a sad, sudden and shocking  
news and I felt very sad.
This also happened when I was very small.  I was beaten up by my   
mother for no fault of mine, I had just beaten up my younger  
brother for what I thought was his fault.  I was very angry with  
my mother.
When I played in a chess championship, I was disturbed by other  
people. I asked them to be quiet, but in vain.
My mother had for some time been trying to separate me from a  
good friend who, she thought, was not good company for me.   
Finally, at breakfast one day, we had an argument and I tried to  
defend my friend.
I was biking with my boyfriend, the sun shining after a long  
period of bad beather, afterwards we spent the evening and night  
together.
I was coming home in a taxi with a fellow worker of mine.  He was  
criticizing my earlier conduct towards him, which to my mind was  
unfounded.  When I reached home, I ran out of the taxi and  
slammed the door.
When I was young I stole something from a shop and got caught,  
then I was taken to the police station and my parents had to come  
and get me.
[ I would classify subjectively, a certain gesture or the way of  
talking of a person as disgusting or inacceptable.]
When a boy put a handful of cooked potatoes down my dress and  
there was no water to clean up.
I had not done my assignment seriously.  I only pretended to  
finish the work as the work did not have any meaning for me.  The  
whole thing made me feel guilty.
When I saw a woman subjugated by money and not being able to hide  
how she hated herself for not having the will power to get out of  
such a situation because it was convenient, according to what she  
told me.
I made friends with a classmate whose behaviour I did not like -  
he tried to flatter other people and did not respect me.
There was a time when my room looked terribly untidy; just at  
that time my aunt came to see me; fortunately I could prevent her  
from entering the room.
One day, when I was sitting on the bus, there was an old woman  
standing beside me.  I was very tired and sleepy and did not  
think of giving her my seat.  A 50 year old woman who was sitting  
beside me got up and gave her seat to the old woman and said,   
" Old woman, please take my seat, the youngstters these days are  
not used to giving their seats to others."  When I heard these  
words I was very ashamed of myself and wanted to get off the bus  
at once.
I thought that the guy I had been associating with for over a  
year went out 2 or 3 times with a high school girl whom he claimed  
not to like.
In the tram there was a fat, sickly looking woman in front of me  
who was asking for directions in a thick voice.  When she got up to  
go a disgusting smell of urine came from her.  I felt that I  
would choke.
I think that I am rather shy and do not mix with people as I  
would have liked to, out of shyness.
I was walking on a street alone in the afternoon when there were  
not too many people on the street.  A couple of guys were  
following me and I was ignoring them.  Suddenly one of them came  
in front of me and started using dirty language and harrassing  
me.  I got very angry and wanted to strike back at them.
I was travelling in a local train when a drunkard, smelling  
terribly, entered the same carriage and started eating fish that  
was stinking.
I had a quarrel with my father, because I was of the opinion that  
he decided in an authoritarian way which TV program we should  
watch. I became very angry and started throwing things through  
the room.
I am ashamed at myself sometimes when I am working with  
handicapped people and don't wish to be seen in public with them.
I thought him a good friend but he tried to lie to me several times.  
Last time was the height of impudence. He promised he would come  
home but he didn't. I felt a sense of anger and insult.
My older brother who gives me unwanted advices about problems in  
my relationship with my girlfriend.
My parents scolded me a lot for something I had not done.  It was  
my sister who had done it.
When I went to report a stolen good at the police station, the  
woman-officer-in-charge was very rude and did not seem to have  
respect for anyone.
Students on campus were unnecessarily creating trouble just to  
heckle the authorities - not to achieve something concrete, but  
to further their own interest.
I felt something close to that when I saw that there was a man on  
the terrace of the flat.
One day my elder brother badly scolded my father.  This was the  
first time that I heard such abusive language from my brother.  I  
requested him humbly not to use this kind of language but he did  
not care for what I was saying.  Finally I picked up an axe to use  
against him, in the meanwhile people intervened.
When I was a little girl about eight years old I broke the bey  
from a closed. Mother asked who did it. I said that it wasn't me, as  
I almost never lied, and my brother did it more frequently in  
spite my brother denieing it my mother gave him a few slaps.
A sense of guilt I felt once when I couldn't defend the  
confidence my teacher had in me and thus discrediting him at a  
concert.
I criticised an action of my mother and for the first time she  
genuinely took notice of it. I felt shame that I was almost  
taking the part of a husband, or at least an equal which I should  
not.
I was driving very fast on a small road and I met an oncoming car  
in a right handed bend.  The other driver was on his own side of  
the road and I had to skid out of it to avoid a collision.  It  
was dark.
When I cancelled an appointment with an idle story. Afterwards  
it appeared that the person had looked forward to it and reserved  
time for it.
When I was ten years old a classmate laughed at me because I had  
told him that my father had retired.
I threw away an object, which belonged to a friend, because I did  
not know what to do with it. My friend was very sad about that  
and I felt guilty.
A certain woman had asked me to make something for her and I kept  
putting it off.  When I finally made it, I did not see her for  
days only to be told one day that she had collapsed and died.  I  
felt quite guilty as she had jokingly said that I might not do  
what she had requested me to do.
When I was 12 years old, some friends of our family had come to  
watch TV. I lay on the floor and moved my pelvis. When the other  
people had gone, my mother told me that it had looked as if I had  
wanted to make sex.
The moment I got the news that I had been selected for the U.G.C  
junior national research fellowship.  It was a dream come true.
When I went to meet the family of my boyfriend in a party in his  
house. His mother was eager to know me and all his friends ready  
to make jokes about the situation.
My boyfriend had drunk too much and beaten me. When I had to show  
the letter the door, which was almost crashed, I felt ashamed.
One of my best friends'fiancT broke off the relationship because  
his feelings for me were stronger than for her. I felt the same  
for him, but did not really encourage him to leave her or stay  
with her - still felt shame.
I worked with several classmates on a project.  I was very  
anxious about the project while my partners showed no concern   
and when we had meetings on the project my classmates  did not  
pay any attention.  Some of them read books while the others  
argued on irrelevant questions.  The meeting would go on for two  
hours without the main theme being discussed.  We wasted time and  
could not reach a compromise.  My classmates avoided doing the  
work and the responsibilities, they seemed to value other  
projects more than this one.
My dog of 16 and 1/2 years - "Lord Grey" died in his sleep - His  
death caused me more and deeper sadness than I thought.
When I went to my room-mate's drawer to see if she had an iron   
which I could use, she came in.  I felt guilty as she may have  
thought that I had been stealing.
When I scored the third goal to my own side at a football match  
against William Murray Secondary School and we were badly  
defeated.
I promised to join a meeting but did not turn up as I did not  
want to do the work.
I and my cousin went to a filmshow at night. We went without  
making it known to my mother. While we were there at interval, I  
came across my mother just close to where we sat.
I felt disgusted on seeing my boyfriend after our separation.   
One day he was begging at the mass transit railway station and at  
that moment I hated him.
I wanted to be pregnant and did not succeed, so I was depressed     
at every menstruation.
Winning a race that I had been training for, for many weeks.  
(Running Race).
When I was with a girl who seemed to love me, while I was with  
her just to go to bed with her.
I felt guilty because I stole some sweets from my father's  
grocery. When he asked me who stole the sweets I told him it was  
my brother who stole the sweets and he was scolded.
When a soppy poem that I had written to a boy was found and every  
one read it and started teasing me about it.
At hostel, my roommate was a very selfish person and would avoid
doing anyhting that did not concern him.  A few of us prepared lunch  
together and had decided to share the work.  My roomate had  
promised to do the same but I had to wash the bowls everytime  
after dinner.  I tried to wait and thought that he would realize  
his fault.  I did not want to tell him to do the work as he is a  
university student and ought to have self-respect.  He  
disappointed me and so every time I saw him I tried to avoid him  
and did not want to keep any contact with him.
When a friend told me a story and I stayed dumb because I had no  
story to tell.
I'm afraid of not being able to go to the school I want because  
of suffering grades.
While watching a film of an experimental operation on a cat's  
brain in which the cat had metal pieces protruding from its eyes,  
mouth etc. to keep the head stable while being cut open.
It was at a comsomol(??) meeting, the last one because we were to  
graduate. The way one of my fellow-students behaved made me feel  
disgusted.
I get disgusted with the inherent racist attitudes of my  
brother-in-law in putting down various ethnic groups and also my  
unwillingness to challenge him about these attitudes in order to  
keep the peace.
I read in the newspaper about a 21 yr. old woman who was found  
naked and dead along a roadside. It turned out she had had two  
relatives 14 and 19 who were kidnapped, raped and killed earlier.
When I left all my friends at school (break up) knowing we would  
probably all go our separate ways, and none see one another for a  
long time.
After closing the front door I realized that I had left the key  
inside the house. I felt even more guilty since it was not my own  
house but the house of people I hardly knew.
I was angry when my friends said that I should not receive  
Nursing Science books because there was a rumour that I was  
intending to leave the college.
I was talking with an aunt of mine that I adore and I found  
courage to say "I love you" and just after that came the shame.
The first time I saw a pornographic film, all that in practice is  
so beautiful but on the screen appered as something mechanical,  
irrational, disgusting and dehumanizing.
[ I had, by being silent, disapproved my love and made him  
unhappy.  He had not been able to keep his promise.  I thus was  
thinking about my own conduct towards another person.]
As an evening class teacher I got positive feedback.  When the  
atmosphere is good and a kind of relaxed understanding exists.
Our Headmaster came to our hostel. The lights were off but there  
was a lot of noise. We shouted at him when he knocked at our  
door. We later saw that it was the Headmaster.
I went to the ballet lessons with a little friend in the dark. On  
a very quiet place a boy approached us from behind and asked at  
what time the lesson would be finished. I gave him an avoiding  
answer, he took me up and wanted to run away with me.
Looking up end-of-semester results, and finding I'd failed three  
out of seven (subjects).
When I overtook a car on the mainroad, misjudging the distance of  
an oncoming car and this resulted in tooting and flashing from  
the other driver (we could have collided), and I had an  
acquaintance in the car with me.
I felt disgust toward meat when I felt sick with the steak after  
a week only on meat.
I had promised to say goodbye to a person who was going on a  
trip, and I did not turn up.
I was given an exam which I thought did not measure at all my  
ability or my knowledge of the subject.
When I was twelve I was babysitting some children but I did not  
act very responsibly and one of them was injured.
When my demand for accomodation on the campus was refused and the  
rooms were allotted to first year students who were from "Rucher"  
and came from influential families.
One day I took a packet of sweets from a certain Grocery at  
Nathenje. Then later on I started to feel guilty and realised  
that I had done a wrong thing to him.
When the teacher asked me a question in class, concerning  
something I had read earlier, and I did not know the answer, so I  
felt ashamed in front of the whole class.
I felt a physical fear, if I can call it this way, today, in the bus where  
I was sitting on the first seat. While turning the driver didn't  
see the tram which was making a dash towards us (coming from the  
side I was), and whose driver intended to cross in yellow  
light.
A very close friend of mine invited me to spend the holidays with  
him.  He was very kind, good and understanding.  However it  
turned out that he had two of his cousins at his place.  He,  
however gave me everything I needed - even transport money.
When I cheated my trusting girlfriend by telling her that I was a  
qualified doctor and later she found out that I was only a  
medical student at the preclinical level.
I was afraid when my first boyfriend threatened to make an end to  
our relationship because he didn't love me enough while I loved  
him very much.
We were writing Primary school leaving Examinations when I had  
fallen at the steps going into the Exam room.
I feel disgusted at my cousin, who is bad-mannered, does not know  
how to behave and talk to others, he does not respect elders and  
lies all the time.
My friends and I were sitting at a restaurant. We were talking  
and a few of them said awful things about women. I became  
disgusted by their narrow-mindedness.
When my boyfriend asked me to go out with him and I refused  
because I wanted to go out with another guy.  I did go out and my  
boyfriend found out.
Before Uni started, I had to leave home and take up residence in  
Brisbane (the "big smoke") leaving home, my family, and moving to  
such a big place was quite intimidating at first, and I was  
anxious about it.
I was very angry with a girlfriend for interferring a little too  
much with my personal affairs. I told her so rather strongly and  
she started crying.
When I was in lower six I joined an interview group to  
interview the general public.  One of my friends in the group  
lost her purse and she was very nervous.  Five of us had to go  
another place so we left her, and planned to see her later.  Then  
I heard her describing how her purse looked.  I realized that I  
had seen her purse on the floor and had not wanted to do any  
thing about it.
The sense of guilt came over me too, when I interrupted my  
studies. Why ? Because I felt guilty before my parents ! They  
believed in me though this event did not make them disbelieve me.
I was in form five at the boarding school and my friends and I  
had gone drinknig beer in the nearby village.  And we were caught  
red handed there by a form master.
I was in a dark cellar and saw a glowing red point. I thought  
that it was a person with a cigarette - but it was only the red  
switch.
A piece of work was marked as bad by the teachers I and some  
fellow students didn't agree with their vague criticism. I felt  
myself taken in by the teachers and felt disgust.
I liked to see off my aunt (from Zaire) to the airport. That  
appeared to be impossible because I had to go to school. For long  
time I wasn't sure if I could accompany her. Two days before the  
departure they told me I was allowed to miss school.
I heard that a friend had died in an accident; group situation:  
suddenly a friend came in and said "Have you already heard  
that..."; there was a terrible consternation, silence, then  
everybody shouted excitedly "How could that happen...".
I was very sad when I heard that my uncle had passed away  
untimely at home.
I was alone in my parents' house, having made plans to spend the  
afternoon with a lover (plans which the lover cancelled),  
watching a movie and considering my life and circumstances -  
pressures of examinations in particular.
The only event I can remember is having a nightmare when I was  
very young (3 years old) I dreamt about a machine which was going  
to crush me.
I kicked the dog outside on a cold night because he was annoying  
me. The next day he came down with the flu and we thought he was  
going to die.
My boyfriend and I did not have any contact with each other during   
the Summer holidays.  I met him the day of the registration and looked   
through him.  In the canteen he asked me if I wanted to have a drink and   
I said no as I did not want him to do me a favour.
I felt disgusted when I was in a restaurant which didn't appear  
to be clean and orderly. (I do not like to be in unclean  
environments).
When a teacher tells a story which isn't true. It only reflects  
his way of interpreting reality.
I was talking badly about a person to some friends, and  
discovered that his daughter was listening.
When I took a small boy's share of choclale.  He was our guest  
and so had been given a larger share of the sweets.
My sister and brother in law returned from Sri Lanka where they  
adopted a child. I went to pick them up at the airport.
[ One day I arrived home rather tired and found the house..... In  
addition I was asked many questions which I did not want to  
answer.]
My baby sister was 2-3 months old and when I was trying to get  
her on my back, she slipped and fell.
This summer I got into a fight with one of our patrons (at a  
theatre). He hit me and I hit him and her friend, he hit my friend  
and we all hit eachother.
Day before yesterday my mother bought me a new pair of shoes,  
without my having asked for them.  She told me that when she saw  
the pair of shoes she felt like buying them for me.  I really  
liked the shoes and they made me feel that my mother cares for  
me.
Someone signed up for a workshift at the co-op where I live and  
she did not want to work the switchboard. I became very angry.  
She had mentioned earlier that she wanted and needed the  
workshift to me so I did not sign up.