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The Broken Vase (Primary 2 Essay for 8 years olds by Elijah Wee, Singapore)

Here's another Primary 2 (8 years old) composition I wrote which describes  about the incident of the broken vase.


The Broken Vase
It was raining heavily today.  John and Tom were bored as they could not go outdoors to play.  Then they got an idea to play football in the house.

They decided to play in the living room where there was lots of space.  John and Tom started to kick the ball around.

They were having fun when suddenly Tom kicked the ball and accidentally hit a flower vase on a table.  The vase dropped onto the floor and shattered into many pieces.  They were frightened.  Just then, their mother came into the living room.  When she saw the broken fragments of the vase on the floor, she flew into a rage and scolded them.
                  
Their mother scolded them for playing football recklessly in the house as there were a lot of things around in the house which could be damaged.  John and Tom apologized to their mother and promised her not to play football in the house ever again.

Have you broken anything at home? I certainly have and got my fair share of scolding and punishments from my parents. I am still learning how not to incur the wrath of my dad ;-P


More essays to come,
Elijah Wee, Singapore



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