Elijah's Life Experiences

A rather unexpected turn in events ... "Birthday … the day was (supposed to) to be fun … " - an essay I did up during class at Ngee Ann Primary School.      The day was going to be fun!      I was preparing for my birthday that day with my parents and my younger brother, Matthew, and my younger sister, Allison. "Justin, when are we going to throw the party?" Matthew asked, exhilaration bubbling out from him like bubbles from a soda bottle.      "Soon," I replied and threw a smile at Matthew.      In next to no time, we had decorated the whole entire house with colourful decorations and finished the task of preparing the scrumptious food. I grinned smugly, for I, the birthday boy, had done my part in preparing for the party!      Knock! Knock! Was there someone at the door? As soon as I opened the door, I saw my friends' beaming faces. They were indeed as cheery as sunbeams...

Hi there, here is one of my Primary Four essays - "An exciting and most memorable event".             Never.             Never did I ever expect to win the soccer tournament and claim the trophy. My team members and I were proud of our achievement. Just then, memories of the soccer match came flooding back to me. I was soon teleported back into the past … …             “Do the best for this tournament. Make your parents proud of you. We have come so far and we cannot lose now.” Our cool as cucumber captain exhorted us. An insidious fear crept slowly into me, like a snake slithering stealthily into my gut. I shook off my fear and joined the team to huddle together. Our hearts began beating as one. “To GOD Be THE GLORY! MG POWER!” we shouted in unison.        ...

"That was the best birthday party ever!" is the title of this next essay from my Ngee Ann Primary School classmate, Stephanie Luong.             “That was the best party ever!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I helped clean up the leftover food lying on the table. I was too besieged with exhilaration and jubilation to even pick up a plastic cup. I kept replaying in my head several times what happened that day…              I woke up early that fine Saturday morning. The smell of dew filled my nostrils as I quickly slipped on a pair of denim jeans and a t-shirt. I took a quick peep out of my window and saw the sun still lazily rising over the horizon . I dashed down the stairs with a spring in my step . When I entered the kitchen, I was shocked! There were no presents, no breakfast prepared and not even a simple birthday cake! I tried my best to fight back the tears that was starting to well up in my eyes...

Here is another essay on a birthday ... though with a twist ...           The birthday was unforgettable.           Matthew would remember it for many years to come. Recalling it sent remorseful tears down his cheeks.           It was a tranquil Saturday afternoon. Matthew was at home engrossly glued to the TV with an episode of “Glee”. His mother, Mrs Gan was out from buying a gift for Matthew. Unable to bear her son’s incessant demands for a gift for him, Mrs Gan relented and went to Toys R Us to purchase a toy for him. As her husband had passed away a few years ago, Mrs Gan had to work extremely hard simply to make ends meet for the family. Sporting bone white hair and heavy eye bags, Matthew’s mother looked as old as the hills. The number of wrinkles on Mrs Gan’s face was most telling of the number of years she had slogged.           Just then, a call came through. ...

Here is an essay on "Caught red-handed stealing in school"  - crime certainly never pays off ...             “Mummy, may I have that mobile phone, please?” Mike pleaded pitifully to his mother. He tugged at her skirt insistently, so much so that it was most annoying. He gestured emphatically to the mobile phone of his desire. The mobile phone was displayed prominently up front in the shop’s showcase. Refusing to give in to her son’s persistent demands, Mike’s mother dismissed his request with a wave of her right hand, and a glare of annoyance. Still not wanting to give up, Mike pleaded yet again. This time round, Mike’s mother reprimanded him. Embarrassed, he walked away, head hung low. The next day, before class could start, Mike’s coal-black eyes stared at the mobile phone that one of his classmates had. She was seated in front of him. It was the mobile phone that he had so badly wanted to buy the previous...

Here is an essay about "A Challenge" .              “Hooray!” My parents are going to purchase a Lego toy for me!” I thought as my parents and I walked in the direction of the Lego shop called Secret Chamber. Having passed my examinations with flying colours, my proud parents decided to purchase a Lego toy for me.             I decided to quicken my pace as I filled with excitement. When I reached the shop with my parents, gasping for air as they caught up with me, I entered it and went about selecting my Lego toy. A while later and I had decided to buy a Lego city police helicopter. As my parents paid for the toy, my heart was jubilant and sang out in great joy. My eyes danced as what I had wished had come true.             Reaching home, the first thing I did was to remove my shoes and rush into my room to ...