6E Essays Blog
Friday, June 30, 2006
It was like any other typical afternoon. The weather was scorching hot and beads of perspiration trickled down my forehead. I was in my room, hogging onto the computer as my PSLE was just over.
"Game over! Restart again?" flashed my computer screen.
"Oh! Come on! Stupid game!" I chided, banging loud onto the table so violently that the table shook, like earthquake! Just then, my mother entered my room.
"Not again!" I thought, thinking that she was about to ask me to switch off the computer and do homework!
"Mum! PSLE is over! Can't I take a break eh?" I inquired.
But she didn't ask me to switch it off. She asked me to run an errand for her, which was equally bad. I just hated running errands.
"Alison, can you run down to the supermarket to the grocery-shopping for me please?" asked mun, with a broad grin on her face, "here's the list and you may buy some sweets or ice-cream if you want."
"Aw! What a hot day," I thought,"I don't think I will bulge even if I am offerred abalone or shark fin!"
I amde my way to the supermarket and grabbed a basket. It was more like a wet market to me. With wet floors and it smelt like toilet! Housewives were doing their grocery-shopping and it was packed! With people, like sardines in a can. I headed to the sections with difficulty and grabbed any stuffs in view-those needed by my mum.
"Frozen beef," I read from my list. It was at the bottom of the shopping list, right down! I yelped in delight as I could leave the hot, stuffy supermarket soon. Finally!
I was queing uo at the check-out counter when someone from behind gave a sudden, hard push. I fell onto the ground, with groceries strewn all over the floor. I was fuming with anger. Picking myself and the groceries up, I turned around, ready to give the culprit a sound scolding.
Ah! Shock robbed me of speech! It was unbelievable! The person who pushed me was an old, wizened man in his sixties. He was panting and gasping for breath. I thought it must be some Ah Bengs. Seeing the apologetic look on his face, my anger subsided. In a concern voice, I asked if he was hurt and also for the matter.
"Girl, did you see a young, burly man with hazel-coloured hair and pierced ears?" he inquired. I took me a moment to realise that he was robbed.
We instantly looked around and saw a lady chasing after a fleeing man, who was grabing a purse, a man's purse. I immediately sussed out that his purse was snatched.
"Thief! thief! Stop the thief!"I screeched, on the top of my voice. Curious shoppers glanced at me. Then, they realised what's going on. They sprinted as fast as cheetahs but failed to caught hold of him. He had run too fast.
"Crash! Bomb!" lots of noises. Throwing stuffs at view, he wished to block our way to get away scot-free but too bad. We managed to jump across it.
Just then, we stumbled upon two policemen, patroling the area. They were right in front of the culprit while we were behind him. There was no way out! The culprit surrendered to the police and returned the purse.
"Disgrace! What a disgrace!" shrieked a young woman. She was trowing carton boxes at him.
What a relistic scene! The culprit was the Singapore Idol runner-up, Sylvester Sim and the woman was the Singapore Idol contestant and his ex-girlfriend, Maia Lee! :D
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Wu Yi Tian was alive and kickin on 9:35 PM x
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