Elijah's Life Experiences

Here is a story which touches on the ill effects of gambling " Out of the window I saw … "          They were at it again.          My neighbours next door, Mr and Mrs Tan, had been raising a huge ruckus every single day, for the last couple of months. Rumour was it that Mr Tan had been funneling off Mrs Tan’s savings to fuel his gambling addiction.          Mrs Tan was a middle-aged lady. She had raven black hair and almond-shaped eyes. Extremely slim and almost ‘fragile’, one would get the feeling that if Mrs Tan fell over, she would break into a thousand pieces very much like a porcelain figurine. Mr Tan, however, was the opposite of her. He was burly and a force to be reckoned with.          Every once in a while, from their apartment, a deafening barrage of violent slaps, agonizing screams and loud disturbing vulgarities would punctuate the still neighbourhood air. Why did Mrs Tan marry such a violent and useless man?          Suddenly, there was a

The following essay "Life with Ralf - my pet rat's tale" was composed when I was ten years old.          The moment had come.          As the doors of doom closed, tears fell like arrows of devastation from my mournful chestnut brown eyes. Just then, memories of Ralf like images on a movie reel started playing back in my mind …          The day had finally arrived.          A few days earlier, I had managed to persuade Father and Mother into allowing me to adopt a pet from SPCA. Oh, I can still smell the sweet scent of success of my momentous victory over Father and Mother.          Entering the SPCA, I was met with a blur of animals in their enclosures, from cats lazing around to dogs barking for attention. However, none of the animals caught my fancy at first sight.          Just then, at the corner of my eye, I spotted Ralf.          At first when I saw Ralf, it could barely stand up. Then struggling to take a few steps

Here is another work of mine from my Primary Four class work in Ngee Ann Primary School - "What a close shave" .          The sea glittered invitingly. “Remember the golden rule. Always safety first!” my mother reminded us before dropping Matthew, Venes and me off at the beach. I stole a glance at Matthew. He had a tanned body, jet-black hair and piston-like legs. The muscles on his arms were evident of his strength . Matthew looked as though he could scoop me up like a kitten.          Suddenly, I found myself gazing longingly at Venes. She has luxurious raven dark hair and a lovely face accompanied by straight eyebrows. She has the most enchanting smile I had ever seen. Maybe I could win her heart if I showed off my perfected swimming skills to Venes. Matthew would definitely be envious! Was it a good plan or what?          On establishing our spot on the beach, we rushed to the public toilets to change into our swimwear. Then, we leapt overzeal

Here's an essay entitled "Tsunami!"  by my Ngee Ann Primary School classmate, Tang Yu Jun during our Primary Four year.          “Mom, Dad, please wake up! You promised to take us to the beach today since I’ve done well for the test!” I said as I playfully pulled the blankets off both my parents. It was an idyllic and leisurely Saturday morning and my parents were still in bed. I had done well for my test, so my parents had agreed to bring my younger sister, Jane, and me to the beach.          We had already been woken up by the ‘ring’ of my alarm clock at seven in the morning. We had quickly zoomed to the kitchen to prepare some sandwiches. We had also prepared all the stuff we needed and put them into our rucksacks and were ready to go! We just had to wait for our parents to get ready.          Once we reached the beach, we immediately chose a shady spot under a tree to put our things. Birds were flying in the cerulean sky and a gentle bree

From my archives of my days in Primary two, here is another essay about "Death of a pet".       Mary, a twelve-year –old girl, took her pet Dalmatian for a walk along Holland Road. At that time of the day, it was bustling with activity . Many vehicles were seen. At a nearby open field, four boys were playing soccer.       Unexpectedly, one of the boys kicked the ball so hard that the ball flew into the air and landed right onto the busy road. Mary saw the ball rolling onto the road. Her dog began barking excitedly wanting to retrieve it. At that juncture , the black and white Dalmatian broke free from its startled owner and ran across the road not giving much thought to oncoming vehicles.       The dog desperately wanted to catch hold of the ball. Like a bolt of the blue, a car appeared approaching in it direction at top speed. Unable to brake on time, the dog was knocked down. It somersaulted into the air and landed with a thunderous thud onto the