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A Blackout | Essay for 9 Year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore

Here's come my essay on "A Blackout".

As the skies slowly darkened, the neighbourhood was abuzz with the sounds of families preparing dinner in their respective kitchens. Helping to lay the table, John’s stomach was growling as the aroma from the food on the table beckoned him. Settling comfortably into their seats, the Lim family tucked into their meal eagerly.

Unexpectedly, the entire household was cloaked into darkness. Loud yelps of shock and surprise from the residents resonated through the otherwise quiet neighbourhood. Giving out a loud squeal, Sally almost dropped her chopsticks to the ground. John, on the other hand, froze into stunned silence with his eyes bulging like an owl. At that juncture, Mr Lim made a phone call to his friend from his handphone with the sole purpose of checking if he was experiencing the blackout in his home as well. As calm as a cat, Mrs Lim groped around in the darkness, trying to locate the drawer which had contained the candles and the box of matches.

Moments later, Mrs Lim returned with the lighted candles. The children cheered happily as the light from the candles offered comfort and security. Following this, a light banter started by Mr Lim helped John and Sally to relax as the family helped themselves to their dinner which was fast turning cold.

Moments after the Lim family had finished their meal, the entire house was bathed once again with the reassuring brightness of the house lights. “Hooray, the lights are back!” exclaimed Sally excitedly as she clapped her hands and pointed animatedly at the dining room light. Loud cheers of joy soon erupted around the neighbourhood. Switching on the television, the Lim family found that the blackout had been caused by a power failure at one of the nearby generators.

Have you ever experienced a blackout?

Another essay soon~
Elijah Wee, Singapore

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