Elijah's Life Experiences

Have you ever experienced (probably yes?) a most unforgettable incident which served as a hard lesson in your life? Well, here is a story about "A punishing incident" ...           The day was indeed beautiful.          I had managed to persuade Mother to let me go to East Coast Park to cycle. At first, she was rather reluctant and thought I would get into trouble. But after much coaxing she agreed. Till this day, I can still remember the fateful moment of sweet success and triumph. Oh, how happy!          “ Hey guys! I’m here! Sorry to keep you waiting,” I called out to my friends, Zack and Sean. They were waiting under the coconut palm at East Coast Park. A few days back, we had planned to meet up at East Coast Park to head out cycling. Last week, I had acquired new cycling skills and could not wait to show them off to my friends. Upon rea...

"What happens when you shirk your homework?" - this was the title of an essay I wrote in Primary Three (9 year old). Tell me what you think? Jack sat in his seat, his eyes glued frantically onto his Science assignment.  Being particularly weak in the topic, he had been desperately recollecting from the deepest recesses of his mind to solve the questions posed but to no avail.  Miserable as he was with the lack of progress in his assignment, he prodded on as glum as an oyster . Out of the blue , a familiar voice rang out.  “Jack, come out and play.  It is a glorious day outside!”  Almost instantly, he put down his assignment and tore down the stairs of his house as eager as a bridegroom to the beckoning sunshine outside. Like a bird freed from its cage , Jack played football with Mark in the open field with wild abandon .  “Jack, what are you doing?” his mother’s voice shrieked from behind him.  Like a thief caught red-handed , Jack stood r...

Here was a short essay I wrote about a case of overeating by  “Mark the Glutton” . It was a sweltering hot afternoon . Mrs. Tan had just returned home after buying a number of jars of chocolate chip cookies. They were from her favourite store “Donna Manis”.  Just as Mrs. Tan placed the last jar of chocolate chip cookies into the kitchen cabinet, the telephone rang, initially startling her .  Like an excited school girl , Mrs. Tan rushed to answer the phone call. She smiled broadly as the caller was her long lost friend. Just then, her son, Mark, came into the kitchen as hungry as a wolf . He began searching the kitchen for food like a hunter its prey . Mark was pleasantly surprised when he unexpectedly stumbled upon jars of his favourite chocolate chip cookies.  Without hesitation , he immediately reached out for the three jars and began wolfing them down leaving no trace except for the biscuit crumbs . He enjoyed himself immensely as he savoured...

Learning how to ride a bicycle has been quite an experience for me and it has not been easy! Here is a short essay I wrote when I was in Primary 2  (8 years old) on this. Well in this picture composition, it was rather smooth-sailing though! Learning how to ride a bicycle It was a Sunday afternoon. John’s father brought John to East Coast Park to learn how to cycle. John was excited as he had always wanted to learn how to ride a bicycle.                    When he got his bicycle from the rental shop, John immediately hopped on the bicycle, put his feet on the pedals and started to pedal. His father told him not to be afraid and to just keep pedalling. John listened to his father’s instructions and kept pedaling on.                    After ten minute...