Model Compositions for Primary 6

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Model Compositions for Primary

Model Compositions for Primary Levels

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WJPB16524 ISBN: 978-981-07-8681-6

Pelangi Publishing Singapore Pte. Ltd.

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• Illustrated Poetry • Informative Appendices

Yvonne Ratnam

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In collaboration with Dickens Publishing Ltd. (UK)

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PELANGI PUBLISHING SINGAPORE PTE. LTD. ( 201112597 C )

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All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, photocopying, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of Pelangi Publishing Singapore Pte. Ltd.

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Printed in Malaysia

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Model Compositions for Primary 6 is written with young learners in mind and to expose them to writing in a very friendly and enjoyable manner by sharing with them what is close to their hearts. As such, the composition examples in the book are carefully planned and thought out based on understanding how a young mind learns, thinks and feels. The theme for each writing piece is drawn from the experiences, thoughts, ideas and feelings of young learners, and the themes presented in different writing styles are very relevant to school tests or exams.

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The book has a total of 150 Model Compositions.

The reader also gets to enjoy a bonus of Poetry.

Useful and handy Appendices are also included to help young learners build a stronger vocabulary.

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The theme for each topic is creatively and explicitly explained in simple language enriched with vivid imagery to stir up any young learner’s imagination. Each written piece also subtly carries the underlying values for character building. For language development, young learners can pick up useful phrases or words and use them in their own context.

Enjoy writing!

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The Football Match

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The Day of the Tremors 2

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Dad‘s Plumbing Experience 3

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The Fight

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Characters

The Flood

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The Butcher

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Doctor Lim

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A Day without Water

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Baby Belinda

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Amy Is Missing

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The Hairdresser

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The Blackout

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The Accident

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The Windy Night

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The Fishing Trip

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The Fire

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The Concert

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An Attempted Robbery 9

Neighbours 20

A False Alarm

The Handyman

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The School

Aunt Tammy

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The Hotel

Uncle Bill

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The Zoo

The Principal

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The Nurse

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The Newspaper Man

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The School Bus Driver 31

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The Flower Shop

Dr Lawford‘s Dental Clinic 28

Grandpa Sebastian

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A Visit to a Strawberry Farm 39

The Airport

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The Art Gallery

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The Toy Store

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The Island

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The Marine Life Park 44

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The Very Sepcial Children‘s Garden

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Tiredness 58

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Boredom 59

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Irritation 57

A Trip to Legoland Malaysia 48 The Caves

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Shame 61

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Helplessness 63

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Satisfaction 64

Fear 52

Excitement 65

Sadness 53

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Guilt and Regret

Joy 54

Shoplifting 66

Anxiety 55

Vandalism or Art?

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A Mixture of Stories

A Theft in School

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The Day That Went Wrong 81

A Burglary

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A Robbery

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Traffic Offences

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Jaywalking 69

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A Visit to a Cave

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An Unforgettable Incident 84

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Littering 74 The Pickpocket

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The Promise

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The Wedding

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Selling Pirated DVDs 78

The Prank

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An Attempted Kidnapping 79

Unsual Weather

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The Incident at a Shopping Mall

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The Con man

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A Child Abuse Case

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The Power Failure

The Beach

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The Girls in My Class 104

An Act of Bravery

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The Stray Kitten

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The Poor Pupil

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The Spot Test

The New School

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The Canteen Cat

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The Art Class

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Dennis‘ Favourite Place 99 in School

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An Altercation at School 110

Preparing for Examinations 100

Family and Family Events

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A Lesson from a Child 95

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Family Day

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The Wedding Anniversary Preparations 112

An Embarrassing Experience 102

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Travels and Interesting Facts and Stories

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Aunt Amber

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A Day with Cousins

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A Ride with Dad

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A Trip to Terengganu 126 The Rainforest

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The Sights of Paris

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Legoland, Malaysia

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The Unusual

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The Land Down Under 128

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A Surprise for Mum 123

The Towering Giants of the Forest

Our First Trip to London 124

The Misunderstood Shark 134

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Shopping in India

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A New World

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Sightseeing in Japan 137

A Very Special Car

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The Island of Langkawi 138

The Strange Stone

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The Weather

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Thriving Hong Kong

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The Watery Kingdom 142

Friends 155

The Forgotten World 143

Sleep 156

Journey to the Stars 144

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My First Day at School 159

Rain 169

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The Butterfly

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Spring-cleaning 161 The River

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Appendix 1

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Appendix 2

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Appendix 3

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Appendix 4

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Magical Journey

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The Hero

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The City

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Fun 163

The Tree

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My Dog

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The Fire

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It was a cool Sunday morning last week and I felt absolutely invigorated after a good night‘s sleep. My parents and siblings were still in slumberland as Sunday was the only day in the week that presented them with the opportunity to sleep till late morning. Since I wanted to have a full day of fun activities, I woke up early to have a head start.

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After the morning rituals, I ran downstairs to practise my culinary skills by making myself a simple but delicious breakfast. Scrambled eggs and the wonderful smell of hot cocoa were what I came up with. I sat down eagerly at the dining table and dug into the food, relishing every morsel of it. As I did that, I looked momentarily out of the dining room window which gave me a clear view of my neighbours’ house. The Tans were good neighbours and they were on a two-week vacation trip.

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Suddenly, I saw smoke emerging from one of their living room windows. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief and realised my eyes were not playing tricks. Soon plumes of black smoke were rising from the other windows as well. I quickly telephoned the fire brigade. Then I ran upstairs, woke up my parents and told them what I had witnessed. They looked out of their bedroom window and were shocked to see the Tans’ house engulfed in black smoke. My father immediately telephoned Mr Tan and gave him the bad news.

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In the meantime, the fire engine arrived and, with such efficiency and professionalism, the firefighters took control of the situation, putting out the fire within fifteen minutes. Fortunately, I had alerted the fire brigade before the fire got out of control. Only the living room, the kitchen and part of the dining room were badly burnt. The rest of the house was intact.

Mr Tan and his family came home late that night and they were distraught to see what the fire had done to their home. Nevertheless, they were very thankful to me for my alertness and prompt action. I realised how important it was for neighbours to look out for each other’s interests without being asked to do so.

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The Day of the Tremors

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Celine was reading a storybook in her mum’s office that Wednesday afternoon and enjoying the comfortable sofa, cool air conditioning and spaciousness of the plush room. It was on the twenty-fifth floor of the Brentwood Towers in the heart of the city. She was waiting for her mum to take her home during her lunch hour as she had just finished school.

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It seemed like a normal day as her mum stepped out of her office briefly to attend to an urgent matter. After about ten minutes, Celine felt a little dizzy and she thought it was probably due to her tiredness and lack of sleep for the last three days. Her exams were just over and she had been burning the midnight oil. Then suddenly, Celine gazed at the walls and things around her and realised they were actually swaying from side to side. She immediately held the sides of the sofa tightly and anxiety was written all over her face. “What’s happening?” she thought and then she saw her mother rushing into her office and grabbing her by the arm, saying, “Sweetheart, please follow me immediately now. We have to leave the building.” Celine sensed the fear in her mother’s voice and obeyed her.

The other office staff were all making their way down the flight of stairs quickly but orderly. Celine asked her mother what had happened and why everyone was getting out of Brentwood Towers. “A massive earthquake has hit an Indonesian city a short while ago and now we are experiencing some tremors,” said her mum. She told Celine as long as the tremors continued, people had to be away from the building.

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Celine clung tightly to her mother’s hand and both of them took the staircase as did many others. The walk down was terrifying as the building kept swaying off and on with the occurrence of each tremor. Despite this situation, calmness and orderliness was maintained and that was certainly commendable. Celine and her mum together with many others finally exited the building safely. The tremors stopped after a while and they were informed it was safe to re-enter the building. It was a scary experience but Celine was glad everyone was safe and sound, especially her mum.

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Dad’s Plumbing Experience

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It was Family Day. Joyce and her family were having a ball of a time playing charades. Her dad was very good at this game and Joyce and her mum were trying their absolute best to beat him and Joyce’s brother, Charles. The male-dominated team was too powerful and the ladies had to humbly accept defeat. Just as Joyce’s mum was about to go to the kitchen to prepare everyone some fresh tuna sandwiches and tea, a sudden loud gushing sound was heard. Everyone was shocked.

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Her dad ran straight to the kitchen and was shocked to see the kitchen sink tap spitting out volumes of water. “The sink tap has given way!” shouted her dad as he tried feverishly to abate the splashing and cascading of water down the floor. Water splashed everywhere, the cabinets, the microwave oven, the refrigerator, the dish rack and even Joyce‘s poor dad was drenched from head to foot. “Fetch me my tools, Joyce, quickly!” exclaimed her dad with such confidence, reassuring his family that soon he would fix the problem. The tools were given and the water supply to their home was shut off. Joyce’s dad laboured for an hour trying to repair the faulty tap, but it was to no avail. Removing the existing tap and replacing it with a new one would be a daring endeavour and one he knew would overwhelm him. After two hours of relentless trying, Joyce’s dad threw in the towel.

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Her mum picked up the phone and called Uncle Dave, a professional plumber. Within half an hour everything was fixed for a charge of a hundred and fifty dollars. The real plumber smiled politely to her parents, thanking them for his payment and off he went. No one said a word about her father’s failed attempt at plumbing, but that night before Joyce went to bed, she walked up to her dad, kissed him tenderly on the cheek and said, “Your’re the best dad ever and thank you.” It was a loving gesture that warmed her father’s heart and ended his day perfectly. Joyce was a very thoughtful and sensitive girl and her father loved her dearly.

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It was twelve midnight and silence enveloped the whole neighbourhood except for the occasional sound of a motorcycle or two. The peace and serenity of David’s neighbourhood was very lulling and his eyelids were so heavy with sleep. Within seconds David was fast asleep.

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At about two in the morning, David was suddenly awakened by a loud howling sound. It was the wind and it was moving at great speed, bending the branches of tall strong trees that started swaying vigorously to and fro. David wondered, “Would the strong wind blow off the roof tiles of my house?”. Then quite unexpectedly, “Crash! Crash!” was what he heard.

Something had fallen from a height and crashed with great force onto the ground. David did not know what it was, but he ran to his parents‘ bedroom and woke them up, saying, “I heard a very loud crashing sound outside my bedroom window, Dad. I’m afraid there might be someone out there.” Reassuring David that everything would be all right, his father went outside the house and checked the surroundings. Once he came back, he went upstairs and told David that two roof tiles had been dislodged by the strong wind outside and there was no intruder. David felt such relief and went back to bed. He wondered if it was going to rain heavily soon.

Strangely, the heavy downpour never came. There was a brief drizzle and then everything went back to normal. The weather was clearly fickle that night and so unpredictable. It was like the crescendo of a thunderous orchestra that never reached its much-expected climax.

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David crawled into his rather cool bed, wrapped his blue comforter around him and assumed a foetal position as the bed was not comfortably warm yet. As he lay in his bed, he wondered how terrible it must be for the homeless and drifters who lived outdoors on such a night when the wind was like a raging monster stripping and tearing things off in its path and mercilessly bending and breaking things that resisted it. He knew the next morning would reveal evidence of the wind’s brutal fury such as uprooted trees that lay across roads and bits of broken branches that lay strewn everywhere. Slowly David drifted off to sleep.

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The Flood

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The rain kept pelting down unceasingly for hours and people were stopped in their tracks that Monday morning. They sought shelter at bus stops, shops and some even stayed put in their vehicles.

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Andrew was ill that day with the flu and did not go to school. With a sweater on, he trudged to his bedroom window and started watching the people in the street in front of his block of flats. He saw a number of people waiting patiently at a bus stop. They all looked eager to leave the bus stop and proceed on their journey to school or work. The drains fringing his block of flats were filled to the brim and within seconds, they began to overflow. Andrew watched on anxiously as he was concerned for the people who were caught in what appeared to be the beginning of a flash flood. The bus stop was now flooded and the water level was rising slowly but surely. The rain kept on pouring in torrents, causing eventually a jam along the road. Some vehicles broke down, further aggravating the jam. It was quite chaotic and when the water rose to almost knee high, Andrew saw people on the ground level of the block of flats opposite his screaming and trying with all their might to salvage their belongings.

The floodwater had rushed like an intruder into their homes, submerging carpets, pieces of furniture, shoes and household appliances in its path.

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Many people, neighbours and strangers came to the assistance of those flood victims, but very little was achieved to save their belongings.

Andrew now felt really unwell and although he wanted to stay on at his window to see how things turned out for the flood victims, he had to lie down. He only woke up the next day.

That morning he felt a little better and was told by his parents that the flash flood did not harm anyone and that many who lost their belongings were promised some amount of financial assistance by the government. Apparently the floodwater subsided as fast as it emerged, thereby minimising the loss. Andrew was glad for that and that he lived on the tenth flooth.

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The Blackout

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Brian lived in the oldest housing estate in his city and it was a very pleasant, quiet and nostalgic place that had pre-war houses and shops, much to the delight of his elderly parents. Brian had no complaints about the place except that once in a while he had to put up with the inconvenience of a sudden blackout.

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On one such occasion it was most frustrating for him as he had been studying very hard that night for the examinations the next day. At about eight-thirty, just as he was totally focused on his Science notes, the lights and air conditioning went off. It had been particularly warm and Brian felt a little irritated and uneasy after half an hour of no electricity. The torch he was holding to study his notes was a strain on his eyes, not to mention the fact that the light it produced was slightly dim as the batteries were weak and he did not have any new ones. Stuck with poor lighting, Brian sat glued to his chair with a grumpy face, trying his best to ignore his predicament and focus on his studies. His family was having a fun time downstairs, telling stories and sharing their experiences for the day with a few lavender-scented lighted candles. Brian wished he could join them but he exercised restraint and concentrated on his studies.

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After an hour, the blackout became quite unbearable for Brian.

Turning off his torch, he grabbed a Japanese paper fan from his drawer, one left there by his mum, and began to fan himself vigorously. It only provided slight relief from the heat that had invaded his room. Brian put his head down on his study desk momentarily just to rest his strained eyes. He wished the electricity would come on soon and he could revise a bit more before having a shower and then jumping into bed for a good night’s rest in the comfort of his cool air-conditioned room.

After about forty-five minutes Brian’s wish came true and he wanted to scream out of sheer joy. He slept extremely well that night and woke up fresh and fully ready for his examinations.

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A Day without Water

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It was a gruelling day of three hours of rugby training that Saturday morning and James was filthy. He was drenched in perspiration and his shoes, shorts and T-shirt were covered with mud. The heavy rain the night before had left the school field in a muddy condition and several falls while training made him look like a mud-covered mole.

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“I badly need a shower,” said James to his friends. He was longing to go home and wash away all that dirt and grime on him. The moment he got home, James did a hundred-metre sprint to his bathroom. A firm hold on the shower knob and a quick turn and then, nothing happened.

Not a single drop of water came gushing down the shower sprout. “It can’t be! Not today!” screamed James. A cut in the water supply was not an uncommon occurrence, but it happened about once or twice a year.

Feeling disgusted with his situation, James hollered at his mum to get him a large pail so that he could retrieve some water from somewhere to have a bath. With an old sarong around his waist and a large pail in his hand, James, looking like a typical kampong boy, took the elevator to the ground floor. The moment the door of the elevator opened, he saw a huge truck delivering some large bottles of water to a few residents who had queued up to collect their ration of water. It appeared that the taps were going to stay dry for a while. Rushing to the truck, James collected three large plastic bottles of water. Carrying the bottles to his flat was exhausting, but it was well worth the effort as finally James had his much-awaited bath.

Although he had to use the water sparingly, that bath definitely felt like heaven.

Sitting comfortably in his air-conditioned room after a delectable lunch, James went through his impressive collection of stamps. It was a pleasurable exercise for him and it certainly took his mind off the dry taps and the pile of dishes that he would have to clean once things were back to normal. For now, he was going to enjoy every minute of being squeaky clean.

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Amy Is Missing

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I remember that terrible day when my little five-year-old sister, Amy, went missing. It was the worst day of my life. That day I was supposed to be keeping an eye on her while she amused herself at “Play World”.

It was one of those play areas with inflated castles, jungle gyms, slides and, of course, a huge enclosure filled with colourful plastic balls. Amy loved such places and, frankly, so did I when I was her age.

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I sat there like a sentinel, watching her attentively while Mum and Dad went to pick up a wedding gift for Aunt Sophie. For half an hour I never took my eyes off her. Then the shrieking sound of a kid screaming while throwing a tantrum distracted me. I watched that kid misbehaving and his parents trying desparately to calm him down. Their patience was amazing and I was quite sure all the kid needed was a good spanking. As I watched the commotion, I forgot about my little sister momentarily. Then when I looked at the inflated castle where she was playing, I could not find her. I was calm and composed initially, but when my search proved futile, panic set in. I called out her name loudly and even asked the people around if they had seen her leave the area. Strangely no one saw her.

I felt so upset and helpless. “What will I do? What will I do?” I kept saying to myself. Tears began to swell up in my eyes and I just did not know how to tell my parents that Amy was missing. I had failed both of them. Feelings of guilt overwhelmed me and I slowly took out my mobile phone to make the dreaded call to my parents. As I was about to dial the number, a pair of soft hands gripped my left leg and I looked with joy as Amy said “You could not find me, right? I scared you!” Those were the sweetest words I had ever heard.

Amy got a huge hug and I even kissed her. She did get a good scolding as well. I was so relieved that she was all right. Mum and Dad never knew what had happened that day, but I would never forget it.

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An Attempted Robbery

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It was the first of April and Steven was at the bank with his father that morning. Steven knew, on April Fools’ Day, one must expect the unexpected and he wondered if somebody might play a prank at the bank and give everyone a surprise.

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It looked like a normal day at the bank. Everyone looked serious and busy carrying out their assigned duties. Steven sat down and waited patiently for his father to deposit his money into his account and take him for lunch. While waiting, he noticed two men in casual clothes with caps on. They kept putting their heads down, making it difficult to see their faces. Steven thought they were behaving in a suspicious manner.

Then he remembered that it was April Fools’ Day. He smiled to himself and presumed that they were going to pretend to be robbers and give everyone in the bank a shock. It was going to be a lot of fun.

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The men then started whispering to each other as they took the queue with a few other people. Steven wondered if they had false weapons with them and now they were going to execute their prank. He then noticed one of the men’s pockets was bulging quite a bit, indicating that there could have been a gun in it. Excitedly, Steven could no longer keep the information to himself and so he ran to his father and told him very softly what he had observed. He told his father to play along and not inform anyone else about it.

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Steven’s father then patted his son on his head, told him to go and sit at the far end of the bank while he did something important. When Steven walked away obediently, his father left the queue, approached a bank officer and related everything Steven had told him. Within seconds, two plain-clothes police officers pretending to be depositors approached the queue where the men were in. They waited in it for a while and then, without warning, apprehended the two potential robbers. The gun was there and it was real. The robbers were real too. Because of Steven, an armed robbery was foiled.

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A False Alarm

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It was one of those nights when everything was conducive to a good night’s sleep; the cool weather outside, the dead silence and a perfectly satisfying dinner. Felicity, however, was, for some unknown reason, unable to sleep and it was not for want of trying.

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“A game on the iPad should do it,” thought Felicity, but not even a yawn came on. Then she heard a sound. It was not a loud one but rather a faint sound, like the gentle sound of leaves rustling in the wind.

The problem, however, was there was no wind that night. The rain that lasted hours had stopped and the air was still and cool. Felicity was a little disturbed and wondered if there was somebody in her house moving stealthily in her living room downstairs. There had been a spate of burglaries lately in her neighbourhood and as the story went, the burglar was very silent and none of his victims knew he was in their homes. One victim did say, however, he heard some very faint unidentifiable sounds on the night of the burglary. Felicity decided not to be the heroine and went to her parents‘ room to alert them about a possible intruder. As she got out of her bed she saw a shadow of someone pass by her bedroom door. The dim corridor light was on but she was certain of what she saw.

Now she was truly afraid and so she called the police using her mobile phone. The police arrived within ten minutes and two officers knocked on her front door. Felicity was so relieved that she rushed out of her room and ran to her parents’ room, telling them everything.

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“Dear, it was your father working late into the night on his project.

The stand fan was on, blowing air over his stack of paper. That was the sound you heard,” explained her mother, amused at her daughter’s vivid imagination. “What about the shadow near my door, Mum?” “That was me checking on your dad,” she said smilingly. Her mum and dad apologised to the police officers, confirming that was a false alarm. Felicity and her parents shared some hot cocoa and laughed over the whole incident. After that, she did have a good night‘s sleep.

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The Concert

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It was the final day of school. Anastasia and her classmates, as well as pupils from all the other classes, took part in a well-organised and creative concert for the whole school.

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It was unlike the normal items that were presented for such concerts, such as individual and group singing, dances and speeches, as well as storytelling. This time the pupils who were chosen to participate wanted to do something outstanding and memorable. Anastasia was appointed as creative leader by all the participating pupils and she brainstormed an excellent programme for that day.

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On the day of the concert the guests of honour arrived and were seated in the front row with her principal and all the teachers. The concert began with a welcoming speech by the principal and then the first item presented on the stage for everyone’s ententainment was a skit about Singapore’s early history. It was a scene of the time Sir Stanford Raffles landed in Singapore and a soliloquy by him of what he planned to do with the magnificent island. The item received a resounding applause from the auidence as the pupils acted out the scene perfectly. The next item was an art competition on the stage with four of the best artists in the school drawing a specific object and completing it to the best of their ability within ten minutes. It was such a thrilling and exciting item and the audience kept cheering the particiipants on with great zeal. The next item was an acrobatic performance done by an exhange programme pupil from China.

It was a magnificent display of grace, control and flexibility. There were dance and singing items, but they were presented in the form of brief musical dramas and plays. Even the props and lights were given attention to and contributed substantially to the overall success of the concert.

When the concert was over, all the participants took to the stage for the final bow and Anastasia was delighted to receive a standing ovation. It was the most satisfying day for Anastasia and she thanked all the pupils profusely for helping her to pull it off.

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Nanty was not really the outdoor type but his father was. His father wanted so badly to spend some time with Nanty during his school holidays last June. He hardly did that with Nanty as he was always preoccupied with his job. But lately he had noticed Nanty becoming more withdrawn and aloof. The observation prompted him to try to get close to Nanty and see if he could help him in any way if he needed it.

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The idea of a fishing trip did not go down well with Nanty, but his father was adamant as he knew Nanty would have a change of heart once he actually fished and, hopefully, caught a fish as well. They left their home at the unearthly hour of five in the morning and Nanty dragged himself all over the place before slumping in the front seat next to his father. He slept all the way to the little village in the southern tip of Malaysia. By the time they reached their destination, it was six-thirty and the sky looked glorious as Nanty saw the rising sun transform the dark sky into a rainbow of vibrant colours. Nanty stood on the pier with his father, awestruck by the beauty of the heavens. The two of them then carried their fishing gear and took their respective seats at the end of the pier. Nanty’s father showed him how to bait his fishing hook, hold his rod and swing the line into the sea. It was all so difficult to do and Nanty was not enjoying it. They sat there holding their rods, waiting patiently for the fish to grab the bait and reeling them in. His father was very chatty that morning, quite out of character for him, and Nanty enjoyed watching him rattle away about his fishing expeditions in the open sea. Then, suddenly, something pulled hard on Nanty’s line.

Nanty shouted, “I’ve got one! I’ve got one!” He held his rod tightly following his father’s instructions carefully. Nanty felt the adrenalin rush as he reeled his catch in proudly. It was a big fish and it took up much of the space in his fishing basket.

The fishing trip was great as far as Nanty was concerned, much to his surprise. Catching his first fish was amazing but what was better was bonding with his father.

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It was a humid evening that day in June and the atmosphere at the football stadium was electrifying. I had never seen such a huge crowd of people, each one was excited as they waited impatiently for the longawaited football match between Singapore and Malaysia to commence.

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My dad, a great football enthusiast, was by my side, discussing the strengths and weaknesses of both sides with a total stranger. It was amazing how an event such as this could bring people, even strangers, together. People were shouting, chatting, munching away and peals of laughter could be heard in waves across the stadium. “They’re out! It’s time!” exclaimed by Dad. The spectators stood up and applauded both teams as they ran onto the field and assumed their positions. With one blow of the whistle by the referee, the game was on. The cheers from the respective fans were deafening and I was caught up in the football fervour. It was so thrilling watching the players dribble and pass the ball so skilfully to one another. Then came the moment everyone was waiting for, the glorious goal. Everything was perfectly set up and then that memorable kick that sent the ball right into the goalpost, much to the bewilderment of the Malaysian goalkeeper. “Goal! Goal! Goal!” I screamed in jubilation as did the rest of the spectators. The roar of the crowd was unstoppable and people were hugging each other, screaming and singing with such joy. I looked around and saw whole families cheering and waving their flags as if a war had just been won. It was an experience I would never forget as I watched my dad enjoy himself thoroughly. He was a man who appeared to have not a single worry in the world and I knew he did. The match was a good one with a number of thrilling and anxious moments as the players faltered, got injured and made spectacular scores.

Finally, our Singapore team won the match and did us all proud.

My dad and I left the stadium completely satisfied with the result and we spoke about the match for days thereafter. It was one of the best days I had spent with my dad.

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It was an uneventful morning and Philip was sitting comfortably in the back seat of his dad’s car. The crowd of people rushing to work, school or other destinations kept him entertained. As expected, the traffic was building up and within a short time there was a traffic jam ahead. Philip’s dad decided at that point in time to take another route to his school.

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It was then that Philip and his dad witnessed something that they wished they did not. There lying on the side of the road was a motorcyclist.

His motorcyle was beside him and it was a tangled mess. Clearly the man, now lying in a pool of blood, was the victim of an accident. The driver of the vehicle that had crashed into him was not at the scene of the accident. “How could the other motorists leave this man like this to die?” said Philip. “Don’t worry, Son. We’ll help him,” replied his dad. Philip‘s dad then stopped his vehicle and called the ambulance. He then approached the motionless man and tried to see if he could do anything for him. It appeared hopeless as Philip’s dad stood over the man, hestitating to touch or move him in any way. Philip watched on anxiously as he did not want the man to die. He was somebody’s son, father, brother or husband and those people would be distraught should he succumb to his injuries. Within minutes the ambulance arrived, the paramedics attended to the man.

As they placed him on the stretcher, Philip was glad to observe that the motorcylist was still alive. There was hope for this poor soul and Philip felt relieved. Soon the injured man was whisked away in the ambulance to the nearest hospital and Philip’s dad came back to his car. He told Philip the man was in critical condition but he was in good hands now. He then sent Philip to school and told him he would pick him up after school as usual.

Philip bade his dad goodbye and as the walked to his classroom, he knew he would never forget the horrific scene that confronted him that morning and it made him realise how unpredicatable life was.

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It was a laid-back Sunday morning and every member of Janet’s family was preoccupied with their own thoughts and activities. Her dad was comfortably seated in his favourite rattan chair, engrossed in reading the bulky Sunday newspaper. Her mum, on the other hand, was cleaning the microwave oven meticulously. It was an anniversary gift and she was bent on keeping it in pristine condition. Her younger brother was lazing in bed, something he rarely had the chance to do as his week was usually filled with activities and school, requiring him to be an early riser.

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Janet had a hearty breakfast with her mum and dad, after which she decided to do some sketching. She was a budding artist according to her Art teacher and whenever she had some free time, she immersed herself in her artistic interests. After about an hour, Janet decided to watch a television programme. Her favourite Disney movie “Toy Story” was going to be televised and she was eager to watch it one more time. While she was watching the show, Andrew, her younger brother, who had just woken up, sat in front of the television and, after a few minutes, said, “Give me the remote control, Janet. I want to watch something else.” As expected, Janet refused to comply with his request. An argument ensued and then Andrew forcefully grabbed the remote control from Janet’s hand. Andrew had apparently been disagreeable for the last few days and as far as Janet was concerned, that act of disrespect and inconsideration was the last straw. She took a cushion and slammed it on his head. It was not painful but it provoked a fight. Soon the two siblings were hitting each other and yelling at the top of their voices. Their jarring shouts of anger ricocheted off the walls of the living room. “Stop that right now! Both of you go to your rooms!” demanded their mum sternly. With long faces, Janet and Andrew stomped to their respective rooms.

That afternoon, as punishment for their bad behaviour, they were confined to their respecive bedrooms for the day. It was a miserable Sunday for Janet and she never risked fighting with her brother again.

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Homework here and homework there, Why do I have so much to bear?

The days go by and the homework piles, My brother looks at me and wickedly smiles.

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Why should I suffer when I'm so small?

I should be outdoors with my new ball, Climbing and sitting on trees so tall, Jumping in puddles and drawing on a wall.

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Who am I kidding, I'm in for a hiding.

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It takes all night, I put up a hard fight.

I struggle with sleep, To complete my heap.

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No more homework anywhere, My table is completely bare.

I sing and shout with great delight.

I have overcome my trouble and plight.

I hand in my homework happily, Mrs Tan stares and says, “Finally”.

Then she hands me a bigger pile, “Hand this in tomorrow,” she says with a smile.

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How unpredictable you are, Whether in my hometown or afar.

Your sponstaneity can be so welcoming, Yet there are times when you are frightening.

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Why do you have such rage?

We feel trapped, like animals in cage.

Yet your gentleness is so endearing, Your gentle breezes are so refreshing.

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I love it when you hear me groan, “Oh the scorching heat!” I moan.

Then you give me some pitter-patter, Cooliness comes and things are much better.

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Your changeableness is what makes you exceptional, You make each day a journey sensational.

Please dear friend hold back your rage, Don’t stop us from reaching old age.

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Friends are people we all need, They make our lives interesting indeed.

Not one is ever the same, Therein lies my precious gain.

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Their good qualities help us to see, What we should strive in future to be.

At times when we are really low, They cheer us up with just a hello.

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Playing with them is lots of fun, Swimming, cycling and simply running in the sun.

I love them all despite their flaws, From Andy to Veronica with the claws.

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Samatha, Ben and Shirley too, James, June and Timothy Choo.

Thank you dear friends for being you, May I always be there for you too.

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