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Alas! A Rainy Day at the Beach | Primary Three Essay for 9 Year Olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore


During my Primary Three days, I wrote the following essay "Alas! A Rainy Day at the Beach". Tell me how you find it.


It was a sweltering hot Saturday afternoon. Mr. Lee and his family were at home enjoying each other’s company and watching television. In the midst of the afternoon movie, Mrs. Lee suggested that they go to the beach to chill out.  Mrs. Lee’s suggestion was greeted with glee by her children, Jack and Jane. Like eager beavers, the Lee family immediately started packing into the car what they needed for their outing. Grinning from ear to ear, Jack and Jane, entered the car.


On reaching the beach, Mr. Lee, Jack and Jane made a beeline in the direction of the sea. The children were wearing their newly purchased swimming gear from Bangkok. Meanwhile, Mrs. Lee laid out the picnic mat under the shade of a nearby Rain tree. Comfortable, she took out her book and started to read it.


They were having so much fun at the beach. Unexpectedly, a clap of thunder rumbled in the distance followed by a streak of lightning. It grew louder into a deafening crescendo with each passing minute. Just then, the sunny blue skies were cloaked by dark stormy clouds.  At that juncture, without any warning, it began to rain cats and dogs. The picnickers scrambled hurriedly away from the beach with their belongings in their hands. The Lee family scurried back into their Toyota to take cover from the merciless downpour.


Everyone was disappointed on how the day had turned out to be. Seeing their glum faces, Mrs. Lee suggested, “Shall we go to the nearby TimeZone amusement centre instead?” The children cheered excitedly on hearing their mother’s suggestion. Mr. Lee also promised them that they would return to the beach the next day. Both Jack and Jane looked at each other and beamed with happiness. It was indeed a great family bonding day!

Is the beach your favourite haunt? Well when there is good weather of course ... ;-)



See you soon~

Elijah Wee, Singapore

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