Hi, the blog had been dead for a long while, isn't it?
Actually, I still had some posts I haven't published yet. Anyway, my position is change today, because I am too talkative, keep talking to Jessica.
So as a punishment, I have to sit beside a boy and that idiot is Cheong Keng Soon.
I was wondering how can Emily and Ming Xuan, who had sit beside him previously tolerate him.
Anyway, I got lots of homework again today:
3 PSP exercises- English Activity Book page 3 to 5 (Comprehension)
习字10 words, each 7 times作业 page 1 to 3Composition draft 2
Here is the Composition Draft 2.
Bank Robbery“Daring Bank Robbing attempt foiled by quick thing kid!” screamed the headline of The New Paper. I beam from ear to ear – I was in the news! As I excitedly devoured the story, events of yesterday came flooding back to my memories…
“Hey Mum, thank you so much!” I exclaimed. It was stifling hot and I was perspiring profusely, sweat dripping down my face.
I had been saving money in my piggy bank since two years ago and now it was full of money. When I told my mother about it, she allowed me to open a bank account for myself.
I could hardly contain my excitement when my mother and I arrived at the OCBC bank a stone’s throw away from my house.
While waiting in line for my turn, I started looking around the bank. My sixth sense told me that something unpleasant is going to happen soon. Little did I know that my suspicions were true.
Just then, two men wear helmets and mirrored sunglasses walked into the bank. One was tall and had a long and vivid scar running down on his left cheek. He was also very fierce-looking. If looks could kill, I think I would be dead by now. Another guy was short. He carried a big canvas bag and reeked of alcohol.
One look at them told me that they weren’t anywhere near good. They brushed past me as they ran to the teller quietly. Suddenly, I saw a mopped of black in both their pants’ pocket.
I look more closely and found that it was actually a… gun! I shuddered at the sight of it. Then, I suddenly dawned on me that they might be bank robbers.
Just as I was going to tell my mother about my horrible findings when the two men pulled out their guns in front of the teller. The teller was petrified. My mother and I were just as frightened to the core.
“Everybody squat down and don’t ever dare to make a single sound because of you do,” the tall one bellowed menacingly, ”this will happen to you!” He pointed his gun at a uniformed male worker, pulled the trigger and fired a shot at him.
BANG!
The innocent worker lie, dead, in a pool of crimson blood. The robbers, having proved their point, started commanding the teller to stuff big bills into the bag. Customers and other workers in the bank cowered in fear.
My eyes widen in horror and I was shaking like a trembling leaf. Stunned into silence by the unfolding drama, my face was drained of colour. I wanted to scream but nothing came out of my mouth, thankfully.
“Take anything you want… but… please… please don’t harm us…” Mr tan, the manager of the bank pleaded tearfully with the robbers.
The short robber grabbed Mr tan by his collar and pulled him out. “What do you think?” his mouth twisted into evil sneer and he gave a sinister laugh.
Just then, I realised that I was only a few steps away from the main entrance of the bank. I looked at the robber. One was busy stuffing bills into the bag and the other one was threatening Mr Tan. Both their backs were facing me.
It was now or never. Still squatting, I moved slowly to the entrance, looking a few times. Luckily, the robbers were too indulged in their thoughts of luxury to notice me. My mother shot me a worried just as I reach the entrance. I returned it with a smile and quickly hurried out of the bank.
I give a sign of immense relief and look frantically around trying to spot the robbers’ vehicle.
“There it is!” I thought to myself when I spotted a heavily tattooed man in a toyota sedan.
There was no time to be lost. I instinctively dug into the front pockets of my jeans and fished out an old blue Nokia hand phone. Training my eyes on the Toyota’s red license plate, I dialled ‘999’.
My quick thinking saved the day. Reacting quickly to my tip-off, knights clad in blue cornered and apprehended the bank robbers just as they were driving out of the neighbourhood.
They jumped out of their police cars and pounce on the robbers like hungry tiger pouncing on their prey. Struggled as they could, the crooks were no match for the professionally-trained officers of the Singapore Police Force.
As they were being lead away by the police, the tall robber hissed at me, “So you were the one who called the police? Watch out you stupid fool!”
“Maybe ten or fifteen years later when you are out of the prison!” I laughed at him, “And remember this: Crime does now pay!”
My mother rushed out of the bank and embraced me, “I am so proud of you son!” she cried. The police also praised me for my bravery.
I grinned with pride as I started to reread the news article again for the third time. Every dream begins with a small step. I had just taken that small step towards becoming a police officer in the future!
I think this should be okay, use a lots of good phrases and try my best to elaborate too. It was THREE AND ONE QUARTER in Microsoft Words.
I aiming for 32/40 and above for this Composition.
