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Mrs Tan, the scatter brain | Essay for 9 year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore

Sometimes when there are so many things on your mind, you may tend to forget certain details ;-) Here's my essay on "Mrs Tan the scatter brain".

     As the last crimson rays of the sun lingered over the horizon, Mrs Tan was busy cooking dinner for her husband, Mr Tan. As she was cooking Mr Tan’s favourite fish, Mrs Tan whistled a happy tune. Just as she was garnishing the fish, the telephone rang out, breaking the silence in the home. Like an excited schoolgirl, Mrs Tan rushed to answer the call.

     The caller turned out to be Mrs Tan’s long lost friend, Agnes. Delightfully surprised, Mrs Tan began chatting merrily away with her long lost friend. The minutes ticked by as they had a lot of catching up to do.

     After the phone call had ended, Mrs Tan rushed into the kitchen and being forgetful as she was, she once again garnished the fish with yet another lump of salt before turning off the flames of the stove. Next, she dished out the fish onto a bed of lettuce. She smiled broadly at it and hoped that her husband would enjoy his sumptuous dinner that night.

     When an exhausted Mr Tan returned from work, Mrs Tan welcomed him home with a hug. Being as hungry as a wolf, Mr Tan slumped promptly into his favourite dining chair and sank his teeth ravenously into his meal. One bite Mr Tan stared at Mrs Tan, spitting out the fish like the rapid firing of a machine gun. Mr Tan asked Mrs Tan disapprovingly, “Why is the fish so salty?”

     On hearing this, Mrs Tan turned red in the face. She smacked her forehead and exclaimed apologetically, “Oh dear, I must have added salt twice to the fish.” Then she gave a sheepish smile and turned pink to the tip of her ears.

     Since this embarrassing incident, Mrs Tan vowed to herself to be alert and to complete a task first before embarking on another one.


Do you have any similar incidents to share when you had forgotten to do certain things to dire consequences? Hee hee ... 


See you,
Elijah Wee

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