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Snake in class! (Primary Two essay for 8 year olds by Elijah Wee from Singapore)


Do you take to snakes? Err ... I feel kinda squirmish when I see them crawling around, even when they are behind cages! Here is an essay about the incident "Snake in class!"

Mrs. Lee was teaching her pupils English in class. All the pupils were paying attention to her. The pupils liked her as she was a kind teacher. Her face was always bright and cheery.

Mrs. Lee was explaining to the pupils a question and Jane was taking down some notes down based on what Mrs. Lee was teaching them. Jane was about to complete writing down her notes when she heard a hissing sound. Turning around to see what was making the sound, she realized that there was a dark green snake. The snake had coiled around a broom next to the bin. It was almost lifeless. Her face turned as pale as a ghost and she then let out a loud ear-piercing scream. When the rest of the pupils heard her scream, they were dumbfounded and turned to see what happening. Seeing the venomous snake, they let out a blood-curdling scream too.
                  
Shrieks of terror filled the classroom as the pupils moved away from the snake. When Mrs. Lee saw the snake, they instructed for everyone to get out of the classroom. Once the pupils were out, she alerted the school cleaners to catch hold of the snake and put it into a gunny sack. The school cleaners poked the snake, lifted it up and placed it into the gunny sack. One of the cleaners then tied up the gunny sack and was going to bring the snake to the zoo. Mrs. Lee got the pupils to come back into the classroom. The pupils heaved a sigh of relief when the snake was no longer in the classroom. When they reached home, they narrated to the parents what had happened in school.

Any close encounters with snakes you have to share?

ta~
Elijah Wee


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