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Monday, July 03, 2006
Dappled sun shoned through the trees, creating mysterious shadows. Sunlight filtered through the clouds. Tiny specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of afternoon sunlight that slanted through the windows. "Dulcia! Come here for a minute!" Mum called, her voice booming across the living room. "What now?!" I answered irritably. "Here, take this list. Please go to the supermarket to get these things for me." And after handing me the list of groceries she needed, I was forced to go to the supermarket. "Damn! I was watching my favourite show, 'Tactics' !" I thought to myself, walking into the supermarket reluctantly.
As I scanned through the shelves for my groceries, I would tick them off the list. Soon, my basket was full of food and other stuff. As I walked towards the checkout counter, I was shocked to see that the counters were packed with shoppers, and serpentine queues forming in front of each counter. I searched for the shortest queue and starting queueing. Suddenly, someone pushed me from behind and all the things in my basket fell to the floor. I felt so angry that I turned round to give that disrespectful jerk a piece of my mind.
To my surprise, it was a handsome young guy who pushed me. "I am so sorry, please allow me to help out." The man apologised and began picking up my groceries. "W-what? Oh, thank you." I replied, blushing furiously. "Here you go, miss. I am terribly sorry." The handsome man apologised again and he walked off. Too stunned by his looks, I did not give a him a scolding. I checked my groceries and handbag for any items unpicked. However, to my horror, I realised that my wallet was missing!
I spotted that handsome man at the exit, and almost immediately, I went after him, leaving my groceries behind. "Stop there! You thief, return my wallet to me!" I screamed, chasing after him. He saw me and he took flight, making a quick exit onto the road. As I ran out of the supermarket, I saw the thief hopping onto a motorcycle, riding away.
"No.., my wallet..." I thought in misery. As I watched the thief riding away, tears of despair stained my face. "Haha.., what an idiot!" A group of boys not far away said, laughing. I was furious as I thought they were laughing at me. However, when I was about to scold them, I heard a cry of frustration. "What's wrong with this thing?!" The thief cried, angrier that ever when we realised he had got a flat tyre. Immediately, I phoned the police. Within a minute, the police arrived. Things happened very quickly. The police took the thief by surprise and, in no time, subdued him.
I thanked the police and took my wallet back. "Why were you guys laughing just now?" I asked the group of boys curiously. "Well, we were bored and decided to have some fun. We spotted a motorcycle nearby and decided to meddle with it." They replied, still giggling away. "What did you do?"Ii asked further, bursting with curiosity. "We poked a hole in his tyre, with something real sharp." They replied, "We have got to go, bye!" And with that, they left. "What a group of 'nice' boys!" I thought to myself, walking back to the supermarket to get my groceries. "Now, I have to get the groceries again. Where is my list?" I said to myself, looking deep into my bag. "Oh no! I've lost the list, help me! NO!!!--------" I cried out in despair... ... ... ...
Dulcia Quek 6E
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"Joan, over here!"my mother shouted from the kitchen. Reluctantly, I stood up from my chair and went out of the study room. As I entered the kitchen, my mother started in this sweet, persuasive voice, "There you are, darling. I have a tiny little errand for you to run. Come on, just some groceries, you can do it."Without waiting for my reply, my mother shoved a handful of notes and a long shopping list into my pocket. Sighing, I closed the door and dragged my heavy feet towards the supermarket. It was just so typical of my mother to send me out on an errand when I was doing my weekend homework.
"Hey, Auntie! You have forgotten to take your vegetables!"I had been at the supermarket for 1 hour and was just queueing up at the checkout counter to pay for my groceries. The queue was very long and I had a hard time trying to fit the unpaid items into my hands. Suddenly, a hard push on my back sent all the groceries in my hands flying. As I felt my face smash into the ground, anger that I, normally a tolerant person, never had filled my mind. I stood up and turned around to see who that clumsy person was and to give him a piece of my mind. Noticing a tall teenager with flaming red hair running away,I immediately gave chase.Everyone seemed to be watching the scene in front of them with great interest.
" Hey you! The fiery red hair! Stop now!"The teenager, after running away from me for ten minutes, seemed to have got tired and his steps started to get smaller and slower. Turning around, he asked angrily, "Why do you keep following me?" " Isn't the reason obvious? You bumped into me and now, I DEMAND AN APOLOGY!"I yelled back." It was not me. It was my little brother. He knocked into you. Look, he is in front of me. Ask him if you do not believe me." Casting the little boy in front of the teenager a questioning look, I was answered with a tiny nod. Feeling my cheeks burn, I ran back to the supermarket. Now, everyone seemed to be trying hard not to let out loud bursts of laughter.
Picking up the groceries from the floor, I quickly went to a shorter queue to pay for them. Just as it was my turn to pay, I turned out my pockets but only to find them empty. Feeling the anger boil in me again, I threw the groceries down and ran after the red haired teenager who had no idea that I had spotted him in the crowd and knew what he had done.As I ran, I shouted out, " Help me, everyone!It's real this time ! He has stolen my money! Catch the pick-pocket!"
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Sunday, July 02, 2006
“Son, can you help me go to the supermarket to get the items on this list?” my mum yelled. “No problem mum,” I said as I took the shopping list from my mum’s hand. As I had nothing to do, I decided to help her get the things she needed.
It was about a five minutes walk from my apartment to the supermarket so within minutes, I was there, looking for the things on the list. After I got all the things I needed and was about to pay, someone pushed me from behind and everything in my hands fell onto the floor! I was furious with the inconsiderate person who pushed me. I turned around and was flabbergasted. The person was actually John, my kindergarten friend. He was usually kind and friendly but he was never so inconsiderate. No matter what, I still gave him a scolding. He apologized and helped me pick up my shopping and walked away. I queued up again and when I paid for my shopping an old lady tapped on my shoulder and pulled off a piece of sticky paper on my back and gave it to me. On the piece of paper, there was a “Kick Me” handwritten on it. So that was why John pushed me I thought.
I was burning with anger at that moment and I was angry with John for playing such a prank on me. I decided to play the same trick on him. I took out a pen and wrote “I’m dumb” on another piece of sticky paper. I walked towards John and pasted the piece of sticky paper on him while tapping his back and saying, “Hi John.” Fortunately, he did not notice anything suspicious and he walked on. We chatted for a moment and after that I said goodbye to him and walked home. I turned back and saw that the sticky paper was still there.
When I got home, my mum saw a piece of paper on my back. It read “So are you”. It was at that moment that I realized that John was just faking he did not notice the piece of paper. I did not hate John for doing it because I knew that he was mischievous by nature.
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