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Quarrel among siblings at home | Essay for 9 year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore


"Quarrel among siblings at home" was a practice essay during my December school holidays.

            Matthew burst into laughter and it resonated through the newly refurbished living room. He had his chestnut eyes glued to his favourite programme on television. Matthew was seated comfortably on the marble floor, thoroughly enjoying himself. The cartoon programme enthralled him with the comical antics of its animated characters. Matthew’s cheeks were flushed with amusement.

            At that very moment, the television screen then flashed a ballet dancer as graceful as a swan. Matthew yelped out in total surprise. He was flabbergasted that his sister, Jane had the remote control in her right hand. Matthew went hysterical with rage and yelled at Jane, “Give me the remote control!” Like a spoilt brat, Jane pulled a sullen face and replied tormentously, “Too bad. If you want the remote control, you have to try get it from me.” Like a matador about to be attacked by a raging bull, Matthew dashed forward and pounced on Jane. A heated fistfight ensued and they kept hurling vulgarities at each other.

            Without Matthew and Jane realizing, the television channel had been changed to the news channel. It turned out that their father, Mr Lim who had changed the channel when he witnessed his two children in a brawl. He broke them apart, reprimanded them and told them to go to their rooms. Matthew and Jane clenched their teeth. Annoyed, they walked to their rooms with their heads down. Half an hour later, Mr Lim went into Matthew and Jane’s room. Mr Lim’s face was a red mask of fury as he was totally enraged by the incident. He reprimanded Matthew and Jane. Once again his eyes darted fire. Matthew and Jane trembled in fear and were actually remorseful and regretted what they had done. They pleaded with Mr Lim, saying, “Please forgive us, Father. We shall try not to be so aggressive in the future.” Tears brimmed in Matthew and Jane’s eyes as they spoke these words. After hearing their apology, Mr Lim’s heart softened almost immediately. He had calmed down and forgave Matthew and Jane for their impulsive behavior.

            From that incident, Matthew and Jane vowed never to fight again. They also finally understood the meaning of the saying “A fault confessed is half-redressed”.

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Have you ever quarrelled with your brothers or sisters before? Let's learn to forgive and forget, shall we?

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Elijah Wee, Singapore

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