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The missing book from the school bag | essay for 10 year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore


Presenting another essay, this time during the earlier part of my Primary four school year, entitled "The missing book from the school bag" ... 

            “Oh no, I am late for school!” Sarah thought when she looked at her alarm clock. She then immediately made a beeline for the bathroom. Her round face and her brown doe-like eyes were filled with anxiety. Finishing her bath, Sarah rushed into the dining room where her mother had placed Sarah’s breakfast.

            Like a voracious wolf she gobbled down her breakfast before rushing to pack her school bag. Sarah had not packed her bag the previous day. She raced against time to pack her school bag. When she thought that everything was in her school bag, she shot out of her house like an arrow. In her hurry, she had accidentally left behind her English textbook.

            Reaching her classroom, Sarah looked at her watch and realized that she had reached school in the nick of time. When all the students and the English teacher, Mrs Ong reached the class, Mrs Ong began her English lesson. She asked all the students to take out their English textbooks.

            As everyone took out the English textbooks, Sarah rummaged her school bag frantically in search of her English textbook. Two minutes later and it hit her like a ton of bricks. It then dawned upon her that her English textbook was left at home. Beads of perspiration began to form on her forehead and upper lip. Sarah felt a flutter in her chest. At that juncture, her friend, Matthew who was seated beside her, tapped Sarah’s shoulder lightly. Looking at Sarah, Matthew enquired politely, “Would you like me to share the textbook with you?” Sarah replied, “Yes. And thank you, Matthew.”

            Since that day, Sarah was happy that she had made a good friend in Matthew. She also made it a point to sleep earlier on school days so as not to have the incident repeat itself. Sarah also never did things at the eleventh hour ever again.

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