Elijah's Life Experiences

"A light purse makes a heavy heart" , my next story, tells us that there is no easy way out in life and one has to own up to what one has done. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.          A light purse makes a heavy heart.          That was what I always used to tell myself. We were poor. Ever since Father’s demise, Mother has been working tirelessly day and night to make ends meet. The number of wrinkles on her face evidently showed the years of devotion she had selflessly put in to support the family. Sporting bone white hair and a body almost as thin as stick, Mother looked as old as the hills. Despite being told of the importance of ‘wants’ and ‘needs’, I just could not seem to stop shooting envious glances at what my classmates could very well afford. Take for instance, the latest phone model that made me as Jealous as a Spaniard. Can I buy it? The answer was very simple – NO...

Here is an essay on "Caught red-handed stealing in school"  - crime certainly never pays off ...             “Mummy, may I have that mobile phone, please?” Mike pleaded pitifully to his mother. He tugged at her skirt insistently, so much so that it was most annoying. He gestured emphatically to the mobile phone of his desire. The mobile phone was displayed prominently up front in the shop’s showcase. Refusing to give in to her son’s persistent demands, Mike’s mother dismissed his request with a wave of her right hand, and a glare of annoyance. Still not wanting to give up, Mike pleaded yet again. This time round, Mike’s mother reprimanded him. Embarrassed, he walked away, head hung low. The next day, before class could start, Mike’s coal-black eyes stared at the mobile phone that one of his classmates had. She was seated in front of him. It was the mobile phone that he had so badly wanted to buy the previous...

"Committing theft at the shopping centre" was put together as one of my practice essays when I was nine years old.             The shopping centre was packed like a can of sardines with shoppers swarming around for good buys. As the cold, freezing air wafted through the shopping centre, families and young teenagers were seen leisurely window-shopping. A primary six student named Sue was in her school uniform and was browsing through some jewellery at the department store. School had ended for the day and Sue had called her mother, Mrs Lim to seek permission for her to go to the shopping centre. Mrs Lim agreed to let Sue do so.             As she entered the department store, Sue saw a middle-aged lady holding a necklace and walking out from the department store. Sue stared longingly at a necklace similar to what the middle-aged lady ...

I have recently requested my great pals and classmates from Ngee Ann Primary School to contribute their essays over here. Our English teacher, Ms Shah, has been our pillar of support for our essay sharing initiative. Here's the first contribution from my very first guest writer, Kooi Xiu Min with her essay,  "The Mango Theft Incident – Version 2" - well, version one was mine which I posted some time ago over here . “Oh … I’m so hungry!” Tim groaned. He had been walking home from his tuition class and was famished for he had not eaten a morsel for lunch. To make matters worse, the sun shone mercilessly and Tim was soaked with perspiration. From the corner of his eye, he saw his neighbor, Mr Flaherty’s mango tree. His tummy growled loudly as he licked his crimson lips. “Mangoes, here I come!” he declared, with a malicious glint in his eye. After glancing around quickly, to make sure nobody was watching, Tim climbed over the fence and rubbed...

I had the following assignment when I was in Primary Three to describe an "Encounter with a thief in the MRT train station" . It was rather fun developing the story ;-) “Tick! Tick!” Second after second dragged by as Janet waited for the train to arrive. As she was waiting, she noticed a suspicious-looking middle-aged man. Janet observed him and saw that the middle-aged man was dressed in a blue shirt, a pair of brown pants and he had glasses on. She saw that the man was staring at an elderly man’s wallet in his rear pocket. Just then, the train arrived. When the elderly man was about to board the train, the middle-aged man saw his chance and pulled the wallet out from the elderly man’s pocket. Then, the middle-aged man took off, as swift as the wind, towards the exit of the train station. When Janet saw what had happened, she first stood rooted to the ground. After raining her composure, Janet alerted the security guard by shouting at the top ...