Encounter with a Burglar! (Version 3) | Essay for 10 year olds | by Choi Minh

Encounter with a Burglar! (Version 3) | Essay for 10 year olds | by Choi Minh | Singapore

I would like to introduce you to Choi Minh - another budding writer from my class in Ngee Ann Primary School! Here is one of his works from his Primary Four (for 10 year olds) collection - "Encounter with a Burglar!"

There was a soft click as Mr Lai locked the gate. He beckoned to his wife and daughter, Staphanie. “Let’s go!” he said. Staphanie shipped off gaily, reciting the poem ‘Three blind mice’ while her mother trailed after her, yelling, “Wait for your father!”

As soon as they left, the window to their house creaked open. A scrawny man slipped into their bungalow and pulled a dirty cap over his brows. His shirt was crinkled and his jeans old and tattered. He snooped around and to his delight, the coast was clear. His lips curled into a wicked grin and he said, “Ha!” He had been scouting around the estate and collecting useful information about the Lai family. Feeling bolder, the burglar ventured into the master bedroom.

The burglar yanked the drawers open one by one and checked them to see if there was any jewellery in them. “Jackpot! I’m rich! Rich!” He squinted at the gold and diamond trinkets. He shoved the box of trinkets into his sack. His eyes widened when he saw several wads of crisp new hundred-dollar notes under the trinkets. He pranced around the room, congratulating himself. He quickly stashed them into his sack.

Unknown to him, the Lai’s neighbour heard the noise he was making in the house. He walked over to the house and was shocked to see the burglar. He called the police hotline. As the police siren wailed in the distance, the burglar cursed loudly and scrambled out of the house and into the garden. However, he tripped over a stone and fell. Several notes fell out of the sack and they were scattered all over the garden. Cursing angrily, he went on his fours and hastily stashed the notes into the sack.

Suddenly, he felt someone pin him to the ground. It was the Lai’s neighbour. He was restrained until the police arrived. The burglar was terrified and he beseeched, “I will never do it again! I promise!” The police officers apprehended the burglar and complimented the neighbour. The burglar was sentenced to a year of imprisonment. He never stole again. As the saying goes, ‘A burnt child dreads the fire’.

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Till the next time~ Elijah Wee

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About the guest writer (Choi Minh)

Hello! I am a brown haired, skinny and tall boy who is as clumsy as a bear. Besides my love for reading (my favourite books are "Harry Potter", "Rangers Apprentice", "Nightmare Academy", "Young Scientists" and "Vampirates"). I also have a passion for drawing. As for my favourite movies, I have a whole string of them - "Harry Potter", "Rise of the Guardians", "Lomax" and the "Green Lantern". One more thing, did I mention that my favourite music is "Over the rainbow"?

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