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Incident in the School Canteen | Primary Three Essay (for 9 Year Olds) | Elijah Wee | Singapore

Recess time is my favourite period of my school day. Isn't it yours too? Anyways, I wrote the following "Incident in the School Canteen" when I was in Primary 3. Do have a read.

The bell rang to mark the beginning of recess. Like buzzing bees to a honeycomb, the overzealous pupils hurried down the flight of stairs towards the canteen. Eagerly, they queued to purchase the mouth-watering food and beverages to fill up their growling stomachs. Tom and Jack also rushed to the canteen, wanting to get to their favourite stall to have their favourite meal – wanton noodles.
When Jack and Tom reached the stall, they queued immediately. While waiting to buy their food, they began fighting playfully with each other. It was very normal as they had done this all the time. Before Tom could react, Jack gave him a push which sent him into Jane’s path and this inevitably caused him to unintentionally knock into Jane.

With a thunderous thud, Jane lost her balance and fell to the ground. The bowl of piping hot soup spilled onto Jane and scalded her. Instantly, Jane let out an ear-piercing scream. Unable to tolerate the pain, she curled up like a worm on the floor. Dumbfounded, Tom stood rooted to the ground, worried of the punishment that lay before him.  There was total silence. At that juncture, Mrs. Lee heard Jane’s loud cries of pain and she rushed to Jane’s aid. She immediately took Jane to the General Office and applied some ointment onto her. Jane’s parents were also informed of the unfortunate accident.

Meanwhile, Jack and Tom were questioned. They narrated to the Discipline Master what had happened. They were reprimanded for their misdeed. From that day onwards, the boys never ran nor did they play in public places.

Have you encountered any interesting incidents during recess time?

See you soon!
Elijah Wee, Singapore

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