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A near drowning incident at East Coast Park (Primary 3 Essay for 9 year olds by Elijah Wee, Singapore)


Here is another post on an essay which I wrote at home when I was in Primary 3 (9 years old). I am currently at Ngee Ann Primary School and enjoying my learning journey here with my kind and attentive teachers and cool friends. Hope you enjoy this essay!

            The East Coast Park had beautiful scenery. It was one where birds would be seen chirping merrily. It was a tranquil Saturday morning. Golden rays of sunlight sprinkled the ground. Cynthia, together with her best friends, Sally and James, were skipping excitedly at the East Coast Park. They were beaming with happiness.

            Unexpectedly, black clouds gathered in the sky. At the same time, the wind was whispering dismally through the swaying trees. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky and this was followed by light rain. A few minutes later, raindrops fell like a thousand silver needles, forming ripples on lakes and puddles.

            At that juncture, the loud rumble of thunder sounded out, sending shivers down the spines of Sally and James. Cynthia was so scared that she walked backwards not realizing that she was heading towards a pond.

            Reaching the edge of the pond, she lost her balance and fell into the icy cold water. After Sally and James had witnessed the incident, they stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do for a few fleeting moments. Regaining their composure, Sally called for help while James tried to pull Cynthia out from the pond but to no avail.

            At that very moment, a voice sounded out, “Let me handle the situation from here.” It turned out that a passer-by carrying an umbrella heard Sally’s calls and decided to trail the voice to find out what was happening.

            As Cynthia was pulled out from the pond, the rain subsided. Cynthia thanked the passer-by for her kind gesture. Being thanked incessantly for her kind gesture, the passer-by said, “As a citizen, it is indeed important to be generous and to help people around you especially those in need.”

            “What a close shave!” Cynthia, Sally and James heaved a sigh of relief after the passer-by had left. If it was not for the passer-by’s vigilance and proactive action, Cynthia could have drowned.

Have you read other exciting essays on drowning incidents? I would love to read and share ideas with you on developing interesting stories.

Hear from you soon?
Elijah Wee

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