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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

"Essayed" All The Way

Remember the essay I wrote about in one of the previous post? Well, here it is. I was gonna write a totally outrageous essay, but then I thought that maybe I shouldn’t give the teacher that BAD a headache. Ha ha. But, there’s a great bunch of exaggeration. Well, I just want to share it so I hope you enjoy it.

The golden beams of sunshine rained down upon the earth ever so brightly as a small population of country people began to stir. Just another normal day in Cha Cha village. However, among all these beautiful things happening, was a boy born for destruction and doom. His name – Vader. Vader was pretty much a very, very mischievous 12-yearold orphan. Having no loving parent, his Aunt May decided to embrace him as her adopted son and shower love and kindness upon this poor boy.

But Vader was not as he appeared to be. Maybe it was the friends in school, maybe it was because both his parents passed away, or maybe Aunt May was too loving to even scold him, but Vader was a queer and mischievous boy. Well, on that sunny day, Aunt May prepared a delicious breakfast of banana pie and watermelon for Vader. Vader just gobbled down the plate of steaming food without a word of thanks and proceeded to grab his school snack and school bag. And the door slammed behind him before you could say, “knife”.

Actually Vader was feeling a bit guilty that day because he was planning to play truant from school, so that was why he did not speak to his aunty. Every day, something mischievous was always playing on Vader’s mind. And today it was the rambutans in Uncle Dick’s orchard. Someone in school once told Vader that there was a secret passageway right to the heart of the orchard and the entrance was beside the Chu Chu River behind a thorn bushes. So Vader loitered around the river trying to figure out where the heck the entrance was. And finally he found it. And before you could say, “George Washington Bush”, he was already in Uncle Dick’s Orchard admiring the ripe rambutans.

While Vader was plucking a rambutan to eat, a brilliant idea flashed across his super boy mind. He figured that if he managed to get enough rambutans, he could sell it to buy a hat for Aunt May. You see, Vader was not all bad and evil inside. He still was a young boy with lovely thoughts. Just mischievous. Secondly, in Vader’s naïve mind, taking rambutans from Uncle Dick’s Orchard was not stealing. In fact, he called it “taking advantage of good opportunities”.

Well, since the place appeared to be deserted, Vader started to climb up to the top of the tree. Seating himself on a stable branch, he began picking the best rambutans he could see and stuffing his pockets and any place possible with as much fruit as possible. At last, Vader weighed a ton more because all his pockets and bags were full with red, hairy rambutans.

Vader then went to the market, whistling a happy tune to himself. On the way, he noticed a dog that was tailing him. Showing pity, Vader took one rambutan from his pocket and gave it to it. Ever since, that was Vader’s new pet dog, which he named Fur. Later on, Vader finally found a spot in the market that was suitable for selling. He took out his gigantic handkerchief and spread it onto the ground. Then he piled up all his rambutans for sale.

After an hour’s time, all Vader’s rambutans were sold because they were all ripe and juicy and big. That was because Uncle Dick always took care of his trees. In total, Vader managed to get RM 50. Vader bought a hat for Aunt May and a book for himself. Finally, he had RM 20left to spare. As an orphan, Vader had never heard of such a thing as a bank or savings account, so he was in hot soup trying to figure out what to do with that money.

Suddenly, an airplane flew across the sky. As he watched it, he remembered his teacher saying that “what goes around comes around”. So, he decided to do a kind deed to the first beggar he sees by giving the money to him. Soon, Vader saw an old man with no left arm lying on a mat beside the road. Feeling sad, Vader gave the 20 Ringgit bill to the beggar. The beggar could not believe his eyes as he took the money. As a gesture of thanks, he sang a song to Vader. The title of the song was “I’m not afraid”.

Feeling a sense of accomplishment, Vader began to skip his way home but stopped in his tracks as he noticed his aunt smiling at him from afar. Not knowing what the meaning of that look was, Vader rushed over to his aunty. Surprisingly, Aunt May did not scold him for playing truant from school. All she did was advise Vader not to repeat his mistake. Then, she said that she was very proud of Vader’s act of kindness to a stranger. Hearing this, Vader grinned broadly and presented the brand new hat to Aunt May. Aunt May was delighted and pleased.

Well, Vader decided not to play truant again and skipped to school with his new pet dog. His spirits were high, so he was ready for any scolding or basting from his teacher. Aunt May just stood there and sighed. From that day on, she knew that her decision to replace spanking with kind words was the best decision she had ever made because despite Vader’s mischievous character, she had succeeded in planting a heart full of kindness inside him.

By the way, if the storyline is a bit “narrow”, please know that it was a guided comprehension (there were 5 drawn pictures with one left empty. 3-4 words were given for every drawn picture. For the last picture, they asked me to think of an ending). Yup, we are really pampered in the English subject in my country. At my level, I would like to be asked to write something more challenging. But the government has to consider the weak students, too. Plus, my quality of English is not as good as it should be either.

p/s: I got 25 over 30 for that. Not too bad, I hope.

1 comment:

  1. Wow! a masterpiece. I could not have wrote so well. I thought you should have gotten 30 upon 30!

    Yeh! You can be an author of short stories and publish them. I bet you will get many admirer and followers of your short stories.

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