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Tsunami! | Essay for 10 year olds | Tang Yu Jun | Singapore


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 breeze was caressing the trees. We then took out our things which we needed to build the sandcastles. We chose a wide open space and started our sandcastle-building. On one of the trips to get water, I was walking knee-deep in the water when suddenly, the water started to retreat! I stood rooted to the ground, my mouth agape in horror.

         There was dead fish lying on the seabed and a few minutes later, a white line appeared on the horizon. What on earth could it be? Tsunami! The words blazed fiercely across my mind. I bolted back to my parents and asked them if a tsunami was about to happen. “Oh my gosh! It is! Everyone, run! Tsunami!” my father hollered at the top of his voice. “Get to higher ground!” he added. Soon, everyone was bolting to the nearest tall building and shouting, “Tsunami!” It was very hard to get up the building with everyone pushing their way up but we somehow made it.

         Our legs turned to jelly when we say the tsunami causing so much damage. After the tsunami, we were warned not to go down in case there was a second tsunami. After we were assured that we were safe, we went out of the building.

         “It was good that you were vigilant or we would not make it out alive,” my mother told me. From that day onwards, I realized that a natural disaster could happen anywhere and at any time.

Scary huh, tsunami ... let's pray we all keep and stay safe from such natural disasters!

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