Elijah's Life Experiences

As the long awaited World Cup is coming, I wrote the following  "5 Whys I Love Soccer (Football)". Acceleration , simplicity , persistence , fun , inexp ensiveness - these five words flame my passion of soccer in my life. I have loved soccer since I was four - playing soccer since I was in preschool with Father and Mother. (1) Acceleration is one of the many reasons I like soccer. I love the rush of wind in my face as I raced the other team members to a loose ball; or when the other team has the ball and I run up to them and snatch it away. Hearing people cheer my name as I make a timely manoeuvre, I feel great! (2) Simplicity - The next reason for my love of soccer is its simplicity. Soccer is a simple sport that anyone can follow to start playing instantly. All you need is a ball to kick around in a place like a grass field, sandy beach, concrete floor of a basketball court or even on your bedroom floor. During recess when I join my friends for a game of ...

Here is a short descriptive excerpt on the "Incident with  an angry old man" An ear-piercing smash, sounding like the shattering of glass, penetrated the laidback air surrounding old Mr Lim’s house. The boys gasped in horror. They started to regret their act of sneaking into Mr Lim’s garden to have a game of football. Frank had kicked the ball so hard that it had smashed a window shattering it into pieces. He now stood rooted to the ground not knowing what to make of the situation.             “Who kicked the ball and caused it to smash my window?” Old Mr Lim’s voice was cold and hard. He came out of his house, his face scarlet with fury. If looks could kill, Frank would have been six feet under. Old Mr Lim was a tall, solid chunk of a man, the kind that chopped phonebooks into half for fun. His silver grey hair seemed to stand up like a porcupine, as if they were seething with rage too. Glaring at the boys, Justin...

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.        ...