It was the eve of Teacher's day. Jolene felt very excited as she was going to perform a dance on stage during assembly. Her backpack was bulging with presents for her teachers. Jolene half-staggered to school to school, the heavy load fully weighted on her shoulders.
When Jolene reached the school, she immediately changed into her costume. She waited impatiently behind the curtains as the principal gave a long speech. At last, it was her turn to perform. She was so nervous that goosebumps popped out everywhere on her body! She had to breathe in deeply to compose herself.
As Jolene emerged from behind the curtains, a dazzling ligwt flashed into her face for a moment. Blinded by the bright light, she accidentally stumbled and tripped over a wire and crashed against her dance partner, Freda. There was a sickening thud as they collided against each other. Both girls fell backwards. A panic-stricken Jolene flailed her arms wildly in attempt to save from crashing onto the floor, but to no avail.
Luckily, the girls had only bumped their bottems on the ground and were not severely injured. Only when the audience started laughing uncontrollably, did the girls realise that they looked hilarious. Freda's face turned as red as a beetroot and so did Jolene's. A stagehand popped out from behind the curtains and helped the flushing and embarrassed girls to their feet.
As Jolene and Freda limped back behind the curtains, she felt paticularly downcast as she could hear the audience voicing discontent in the performance and murmering sarcastic remarks about her. She could also unconciously feel Freda throwing cold looks at her.
Despite Jolene's slip-up in her performance, the rest of the performances were a great sucess. By the end of the day, everyone was good-natured again. This event would stay in Jolene's mind forever.
8/23/07
8/22/07
It was a cool, refreshing day when I made my way to the hospital to visit my grandfather. Armed with a basket of fresh fruits,I made my way to the service counter. "Where is Mr Lim's ward?" I queried. After getting the answer, I went on my way.
Just then, I heard a din coming from a nearby ward. Curiously, I went over and peeped in. The sight I saw made me bend over. The floor of the ward was littered with bandages, plasters, and blood! The sight of it made me sick. Furthermore, there was unbearable stench coming from the ward. The patients were poor people, who came from the worst and most desolate parts of Singapore.
My face went slightly green and vivid images of the vampire Dracula formed in my mind. The loud uncanny voices of the patients unnerved me. I squinted at them and hurried through the corridoor to my grandfather's ward. Suddenly, a thought struck struck me. Would my grandfather be in a ward with conditions alike or even worse then the ward I had just seen?
Nervously, I strode down the corridoor. My pace increased with every step. My face was pale with anxiety. At last, I reached the door of the ward. I paused for a moment, hesitating to open the door.The tension was unbearable. Finally,bracing myself, I burst into the hospital ward. I was greeted by a familiar face whiched cheered me up considerably. "Hi grandpa!" I said brightly. To my utmost surprise, instead of greeting me with the usual way, he nodded his head and flashed me a smile. Then, he pointed to his throat and and made some hoarse sounds.
Just then, i remembered that grandpa had injured his throat and had been warned not to stress it too much. I circled my thumb and index finger to assure him that I was alright. Placing the basket of fruits on the table, I turned around to study the interior of the ward. "Hmmm,"I thought. The bed was comfortable, the air-condition facility was good, and the view from the window was scenic. I heaved a sign of relief and my grandpa looked at me questioningly. "I'll tell you next time!" I said, grinning broadly.
I signed contentedly. The enviroment here was nice, and the floor was litter-free. A doctor was attending to a patient across the room and a gentle nurse was helping a man with crutches walk across the room. I accompanied my grandfather for a while then bade him goodbye. What an eventful day it had been!
Just then, I heard a din coming from a nearby ward. Curiously, I went over and peeped in. The sight I saw made me bend over. The floor of the ward was littered with bandages, plasters, and blood! The sight of it made me sick. Furthermore, there was unbearable stench coming from the ward. The patients were poor people, who came from the worst and most desolate parts of Singapore.
My face went slightly green and vivid images of the vampire Dracula formed in my mind. The loud uncanny voices of the patients unnerved me. I squinted at them and hurried through the corridoor to my grandfather's ward. Suddenly, a thought struck struck me. Would my grandfather be in a ward with conditions alike or even worse then the ward I had just seen?
Nervously, I strode down the corridoor. My pace increased with every step. My face was pale with anxiety. At last, I reached the door of the ward. I paused for a moment, hesitating to open the door.The tension was unbearable. Finally,bracing myself, I burst into the hospital ward. I was greeted by a familiar face whiched cheered me up considerably. "Hi grandpa!" I said brightly. To my utmost surprise, instead of greeting me with the usual way, he nodded his head and flashed me a smile. Then, he pointed to his throat and and made some hoarse sounds.
Just then, i remembered that grandpa had injured his throat and had been warned not to stress it too much. I circled my thumb and index finger to assure him that I was alright. Placing the basket of fruits on the table, I turned around to study the interior of the ward. "Hmmm,"I thought. The bed was comfortable, the air-condition facility was good, and the view from the window was scenic. I heaved a sign of relief and my grandpa looked at me questioningly. "I'll tell you next time!" I said, grinning broadly.
I signed contentedly. The enviroment here was nice, and the floor was litter-free. A doctor was attending to a patient across the room and a gentle nurse was helping a man with crutches walk across the room. I accompanied my grandfather for a while then bade him goodbye. What an eventful day it had been!
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