The Mango Theft Incident – Version 2 (for 9 year olds) by Elijah Wee’s Classmate, Kooi Xiu Min | Singapore

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 his hands gleefully. “Now, I’ll have juicy mangoes to eat!” he thought to himself as he ran towards the tree and began to climb it.

Soon, he found himself scaling up the tree at great speed. Just as he was about to reach out for a mango, he peered down from the great height. When he saw that he was already high up in the tree, his heart skipped a beat as he looked around frantically.

Suddenly, the branch that he was holding on to, gave a sickening crunch. The branch snapped! Tim’s legs turned into jelly as he lost his balance and fell from the tree. He screamed in exasperation, “Help!” He fell onto the grass with an almighty ‘thud’ and lay motionless on the ground. Fortunately, Mr Flaherty heard his shout and came rushing out of this house. When he saw Tim with an agonized expression on his face, Mr Flaherty’s face turned red with horror.

After regaining his senses, Mr Flaherty asked Tim in concern, “Are you alright?” Tim nodded his head, with a contrite mutter of “I’m so sorry for trying to steal your mangoes.” Mr Flaherty whipped out his mobile phone and called up Tim’s parents. His parents arrived within minutes. They gazed at Tim as they said to Mr Flaherty, “Thank you, Mr Flaherty. Tim, I think you’ve sprained your ankle. Let’s go home now.” Together with his parents, Tim hobbled home and he vowed that he would never let greed get the better of him.

Signing off until the next post,

Kooi Xiu Min, Elijah Wee’s classmate, Singapore

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About the guest writer (Kooi Xiu Min)

Hello! I am an extremely talkative girl who could be a tad hot-tempered at times, and well, I do love tricks ... ;-) Besides my love for reading (my favourite series are the Malory Towers and St Clare's series from Enid Blyton), I have a passion for music and my favourite soundtrack is "Les Miserables". As for movies, I love "Oz, the great and powerful".