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Squabble in the school canteen | Essay for 10 year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore

This was my first work when I turned 10 years old (Primary Four by Singapore school standards). Do have a read on the following post "Squabble in the school canteen".



“Rrrrrinnnng … “ The school bell rang for recess. Children walked briskly to the canteen. Long queues were already starting to form in front of the various food stalls when a girl stepped into the bustling canteen. The girl walked to the noodle and rice stall. The vendor’s stall was tucked away in a corner but it was the most popular stall in the canteen.

As the girl queued up, the aromatic smells which permeated the air, caused the children’s stomachs to inevitably growl in hunger. Just as the girl was about to be served, a group of three girls appeared. When the queue caught their eyes, they decided to distract the girl in the queue so that they could jump the queue. They approached the girl at the front of the queue and started chatting with her. It was not surprising, considering that the girl at the front of the queue was a best friend and she was in the same class, with the group of girls.

After a while, the boy who was also from the same class as the girl in front of him, and the group of girls started to grow mildly irritated by the initial chatter from the three girls. “Stop wasting our time,” the boy said, with a surge of irritation. The three girls ignored the boy and one of the girls fished out a five- dollar note from her pocket and asked the girl if she could purchase three dishes for them. The girl nodded her head in agreement and taking out her wallet, she pulled out a crisp five-dollar note.

The boy, including the students behind him could not take it any longer. Annoyed, their eyes darted tongues of crimson red. Unable to control their anger, they burst out hurling a string of remarks, “Can you stop wasting our time?” Nevertheless, their annoyance fell on deaf ears. The three girls continued their incessant chatter. Just then, the form teacher of the three girls, the girl in front of the queue and the boy arrived at the scene. It turned out that the form teacher had been notified about this by a student from another class.

When the girls realised the rage that had brewed in their form teacher’s eyes, the girls drew in their breath sharply. Chills raced down their spines. The form teacher’s face was a red mask of fury and his brows furrowed in anger. As the fraternity of school goers looked on, the form teacher started reprimanding the three girls, his eyes smouldering with anger as he began reprimanding the children. When the form teacher finished with his scolding, the girls felt terribly remorseful about the incident and apologised to everyone in the queue, especially the form teacher. Hearing their apologies, everyone forgave them.

Soon after that incident, everything went back to normal and the three girls went away, cheeks burning in embarrassment.

What are your thoughts about jumping queues? Rather inconsiderate, don't you think?

Have a great day!

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