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The Reward after my Exams | Essay for 8 year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore


"The Reward after my Exams" is an unpublished essay from my days in Primary Two.


      Yesterday, my family and I went to Vivocity to buy the Hex bugs toy from ToysRUs.  We were intending to have our dinner there too.  After my father had parked his car, my family and I went to ToysRUs, which was on the second floor, to buy the toys.

      When we reached ToysRUs, I saw a huge variety of toys there.  I quickly rushed to find the Hex bugs while my family followed behind me.  When we reached the Hex Bug section, I happily chose the Hex bug toys I had been looking forward to.

      Then we went up to have our dinner at a restaurant which was an “eat all you can eat” buffet restaurant.  Its name is Marche.  Before we could go in, one of the staff gave each of us a card to use to pay for our food. After we got our seats, I went with my parents to select the food I wanted.

      Within minutes, my parents returned with trays of delicious food. It smelled so good that it made my mouth water. There were fried squid rings, roasted chicken thighs and delicious lamb meat. After finishing off our dinner with ice-cream, we headed back home. It was a wonderful day. I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I am now awaiting my Teacher Tracey’s present as well as my much awaited holiday to the USA in December.

The best time as a student is the time after the exams, don't you agree?

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See you soon,
Elijah Wee, Singapore

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