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Mischief at the library | Primary 3 essay for 9 year olds | by Maegan Lim, Singapore

Please welcome a new writer onboard - my classmate, Maegan Lim. Here is a work of hers from her Ngee Ann Primary School Primary Three (for 9 year olds) collection - "Mischief at the library".


April and Andrew were cousins. Their pastime was reading. One Sunday morning, April’s mother said, “Why, the weather is so fine! Shall we go out for breakfast, and then go to the library?”

“Yes! Yes! Please?” April and Andrew exclaimed. After changing into their clothes, they set off to the coffee shop near the library.

After having their breakfast, they walked quickly to the library. They were excited as it was their first time there. They were chatting loudly as they approached the library. “Shh! Talk softly,” April’s mother said, frowning. A librarian addressed them heartily. As they walked towards the children’s section, they saw a lot of people there.

April and Andrew raced towards the award-winning books section. Andrew climbed up the bookshelf to get a book. Meanwhile, April took a pile of books and flung them down onto the floor. She plopped herself down on those books. She picked one up and read it aloud. There were some funny parts and April laughed out loud so hard. “Shh!” The people in the library told April. However, she ignored them.

“I am bored,” said April, stifling a yawn. “Let’s play ‘hide-and-seek’, shall we, Andrew?”

“Yes! Great! I’ll hide and you’ll seek!” Andrew exclaimed.

“One… Two...,” April counted. Andrew hid behind a bookshelf and giggled. “…Nine… Ten! Ready or not, here I come!” April yelled at the top of her voice. She heard Andrew laughing. She pulled a pile of books down from the shelf and yelled, “I’ve found you! Let’s play again!”

“Not so fast!” a voice bellowed. “Clear up this mess immediately!” The children turned around. It was the librarian. They cast apologetic glances at her. “We’re sorry… We’ll clear this mess now,” they said.

“Yes, now!” the librarian said and stalked off. April and Andrew quickly grabbed the books that were strewn on the floor and put them back nicely on the shelves. When the librarian approached them, she warned them not to play around in the library again. April and Andrew then left the library.

They vowed to never misbehave in the library again.

Oh shucks! Maegan has not provide me with her profile to add to her work yet. Ok, I'm gonna have to pester her for this.


See you next time,
Elijah Wee

Photo credit: Chris Devers / Foter.com / CC BY-NC-ND

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