tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49763237976911893972024-03-12T05:56:34.666-07:00Good phrases for Essay/Composition Phrases and guidelines on writing descriptive essays. Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-18256941504690353922018-03-16T23:45:00.001-07:002018-03-16T23:45:08.334-07:00Descriptions<br />
<h2>
<b>Male</b></h2>
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<ul>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The man had tanned wrinkled skin, and a blatant scar trekked across his right cheeks, amplifying his rugged features. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The teenager had taut sinewy arms as a result of his regular gym sessions, enhancing his winsome looks. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The elderly struggled to walk up the staircase as a result of his gaunt physique. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The disheveled man sported a head of unkempt hair and a dirty pair of trousers, as he loitered the streets with a cigarette balanced on his thin lips. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Decked up in professional suit and tie, John smiled brightly at his interviewers, revealing his dimples.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Josh boasted his wealth by being decked up in flashy designer clothing and stylish hairdo.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The chairman exuded an aura of authority as he pursed his thin lips and demanded an answer from his employee in a throaty voice. </li>
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Woman</h2>
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<ul>
<li>Amy's heart-shaped face is framed by her voluminous silky tresses, making heads turn as she sashayed down the runway with her long evening gown. </li>
<li>Age appeared to have caught up with Tricia, as her once flawless skin is now wrinkled and dotted with age spots. Despite that, she still maintained her classy smile and elegant demeanor, drawing attention from everyone at the event. </li>
<li>The elderly women walked with a limp, wheezing repeatedly, enhancing her frailness. </li>
<li>Her brown almond-shaped eyes were complimented by her hazel brown hair, making her look alluring and mysterious. </li>
<li>Tendrils of curly hair that had been highlighted a bright crimson red escaped from the confines of her cap and framed her oval-shaped face like a halo. </li>
<li>Dressed in a simple blue dress and adorned with a pair of pear earrings, Emily looked like a refined young lady. </li>
<li><br /></li>
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Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-22224047502476502302014-12-20T19:11:00.005-08:002018-03-16T23:46:13.963-07:00Act of mischief<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b><u>Bullying</u></b></div>
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<ul>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Terror gripped his whole being as the bullies approached him with their signature roguish smirks.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">On hearing the thundering footsteps of approaching menace, the poor boy broke into a brisk walk.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The notorious bullies cornered the poor boy at a secluded spot.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The threatening glares of the bully caused the girl to break out in cold sweat. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The discipline master unleashed a terse lecture at the bullies' obnoxious behavior. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">With arms crossed in front of his barrel chest, the man demanded in a nasal whine that belied his built.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">My heartbeat quickened as I stepped foot in the deserted school building, where the notorious boys are waiting for me.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The obnoxious bullies snickered rambunctiously as they leered at the poor boy who fell victim to their mischief. </li>
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<b><u>Vandalism</u></b></div>
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<li style="text-align: justify;">Traces of the misdemeanor were evidently visible in the classroom walls that were filled with unsightly graffiti. </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The discipline master interrogated the class succinctly in a grave tone but none of the culprits owned up, </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The two boys were wielding the brushes like swords, slashing them against the originally white-washed wall.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Throwing all caution to the wind, the boy started drawing haphazardly across the walls.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The mischievous kids began vandalizing the seats on the bus haughtily with penknives.</li>
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Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-509854891448185752014-01-18T21:53:00.002-08:002018-03-16T23:46:33.428-07:00Crime ( theft, burglar, robbery etc. ) <span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>PHRASES</b></span><br />
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The robbers brandished their weapons and disfigured he entire luxurious interior of the jewellery shop. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">With a deadly glint in his eye, he motioned the victims to keep quiet.</span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The suspicious looking man drew a menacing knife from under his cloak, threatening his startled victim.</span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The entire bank fell into a nerve-wrecking silence after the robber fired a series of shots with his gun. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Bullet whizzed over our heads. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Informations tumbled out of our mouth incoherently as we reported the crime to the police. </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>PARAGRAPHS</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The police were in hot pursuit of the fleeing robber. In his panic, the robber ran helter-skelter as he headed to the nearest exit. This proved to be a costly mistake for him as the police officers gave chase like a group of Olympic athletes. In no time, they had caught up with him and immediately cornered him to one side. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The burglar sensed that he was not alone. He spun around and saw me. He hurriedly put down the vase and grabbed a nearby baseball bat, lunging at me with it. Fortunately, I managed to dodge the attack. I let my heavy haversack which I was carrying off my shoulders onto my hands I swung it with all my might and slammed it into the burglar's stomach. He staggered backwards and collapsed with a loud "thud" in a heap on the floor. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Out of the blue, I noticed a burly, suspicious stranger pacing about in remote corner of the shop. At first, I assumed that he was a little weird so I did not pay much attention to him, not until a gleaming sharp knife appeared in his firm hand. I gasped. To my horror, he slowly advanced towards me, as if he might attempt to launch his attack at any moment I clutched my chest as a surge of intense fear engulfed me </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Two masked robbers, armed with daggers, entered the jewellery shop stealthily in the middle of the night. Never did they expect that the police had already surrounded the building. They smashed the glass displays and stuffed the glittering jewellery into a bag Just as they were about to make their escape, the whole place was swarmed with policemen. Beads of perspiration trickled down their foreheads as the panic-stricken robbers fled.</span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Bile rose in the back of my throat as the robber held me at knife point. My heart thumped furiously against my ribs and a loud buzzing sound vibrated in my eardrums. The masked robber smiled with amusement at my apparent fear. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The two men wrestled and rolled on the floor engaged in a precarious struggle. The valiant passer-by held the robber's hand in a vice-like grip, preventing him from using the knife. After some twisting, he managed to unarm the robber. </span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">As I approached my apartment, I heard sounds around the corner of my neighbour's apartment. I proceeded slowly and quietly towards the their apartment, and was surprised to see the main door ajar. Wild thoughts raced through my mind. I gingerly swung open the door and saw that the living room was in disarray. Drawers were ransacked, furnitures were toppled over. What confirmed my suspicion was the sinister looking stranger standing in the middle of the room. </span></li>
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Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com84tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-73025896600747256092013-12-27T21:27:00.000-08:002013-12-27T21:27:00.143-08:00:) <br />
Suggestions on what phrases you might want me to contribute?<br />
<br />Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com78tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-69486656503315854802013-12-27T21:16:00.000-08:002013-12-27T21:16:08.851-08:00' Said ' <div style="text-align: center;">
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<b>Words to replace ' Said ' </b></div>
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<u><b>Anger</b></u></div>
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<ul>
<li>Fumed</li>
<li>Roared</li>
<li>Snarled</li>
<li>Snapped</li>
<li>Chided</li>
<li>Exploded</li>
<li>Growled</li>
<li>Retorted</li>
<li>Bellowed</li>
<li>Barked</li>
<li>Yelled</li>
<li>Snorted</li>
</ul>
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<u><b>Fear </b></u></div>
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<u><br /></u></div>
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<ul>
<li>Stuttered</li>
<li>Whimpered</li>
<li>Gasped</li>
<li>Implored</li>
<li>Pleaded</li>
<li>Stammered</li>
<li>Whispered</li>
<li>Screamed</li>
</ul>
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<u><b>Sadness</b></u></div>
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<div>
<ul>
<li>Sobbed </li>
<li>Moaned</li>
<li>Lamented</li>
<li>Wailed</li>
<li>Cried</li>
<li>Whined</li>
</ul>
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<u><b>Excitement</b></u></div>
</div>
<div>
<u><br /></u></div>
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<ul>
<li>Exclaimed</li>
<li>Raved</li>
<li>Ranted</li>
<li>Screeched</li>
<li>Shrieked</li>
<li>Screamed</li>
<li>Squealed</li>
</ul>
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<u><b>Command</b></u></div>
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<u><br /></u></div>
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<ul>
<li>Ordered </li>
<li>Demanded</li>
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Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-35192636869799234442013-02-08T02:06:00.000-08:002013-02-08T02:06:00.283-08:00Back . <br />
Wow. It had been 3 years since I've updated this blog. To be honest, I've completely forgotten about the existence of this blog only until like, 5 minutes ago. Aha, my apologies.<br />
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Since I've seen comments requesting me to include more good phrases and paragraphs, I'll continue to post more, hopefully. I look through my previous posts and realised that there were many typos. I'm sorry. I'll edit those posts too. (:<br />
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<br />Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-6423812307649112252010-10-14T01:29:00.000-07:002013-02-08T02:08:08.613-08:00Sing To The DAWN( Good Phrases)<strong>I like this book and would like to share with you some good phrases and sentences:</strong><br />
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<strong>1. It was still dark, but in the wet moonlight outside the window she could still see shimmer of raindrops on smooth banana leaves.</strong><br />
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<strong>2. Dawan liked this part of the day the best of all, when the waves of afternight twined so gently around the slow swirls before-dawn.</strong><br />
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<strong>3. Somewhere in the distance, the crowing of a rooster drilled through the fluid stillness.</strong>Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-89843047887867965482010-10-07T00:21:00.001-07:002013-02-08T02:08:23.838-08:00Blackout and chaos<span style="font-size: 130%;"><strong>Blackout and chaos</strong><br />• Without warning, the MRT train jerked to a halt and everything turned pitch dark. Panic invaded the carriage I was in. Some of the commuters screamed at the top of their voice and burst into tears. Fear ripped into my lungs, robbing me off all oxygen. I could hear my own pulses and my heart palpitating with the chilling fear that was setting in. The carriage was soon abuzz with nervous chatters and some lights from mobile phones illuminated the carriage.<br /><br />• The train came into a sudden halt. The light in the carriage started flickering and the whole train was engulfed in darkness.<br /><br />• The train was plunged into total darkness! The train was in total chaos and fear snaked around my heart as I adjust to the darkness.<br /><br /></span>Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-55746695584592060742010-10-07T00:19:00.000-07:002013-02-08T02:08:37.530-08:00Fire<span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 130%;">Fire<br /><br />• Fire spread itself throughout the whole building like locusts destroying everything in its path. Everywhere, people were taking off in all directions with fear visibly etched on their faces. The fire changed from orange to blue as the temperature rose like the thick black fumes that were stretching skywards.<br /><br />• Pandemonium broke out, people dashed off in fear, hoping to escape from the clutches of the raging fire. The howling wind fed the raging flames and the fire sang a grim tune triumphantly as it burnt. The repugnant burning scent filled the air as the ravenous orange flames swallowed up the building.<br /><br />• The orange clutches of fire wrapped its fiery fingers around the whole building, turning the whole building into a gloomy black. The roaring flame escalated ferociously when aided by the strong winds. The entire building was transformed into an incinerator with its strong flames, cremating everything into ashes.<br /><br />• Everything and anything that can be burnt was fried in the fiery cauldron of yellow flames. Smoke and sparks were whirling in all direction. The sharp shrill of alarm reverberated through the whole building.<br /></span>Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com102tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-70694075672265794702010-10-07T00:06:00.000-07:002010-10-07T00:07:28.807-07:00Car Crash<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Car Crash</strong><br /><br />• The young driver sped recklessly on the highway. The bus zipped past cars and lorries and was traveling at a speed on 120km/h with 20 passengers on board! Suddenly, the bus veered abruptly to the right and plunged into a ravine, crashing into a tree.<br /><br />• The driver’s foot riled the accelerator and pushed the taxi to its limits precariously. All of a sudden, the car in front of them braked. The driver slammed his foot down, attempting to salvage the situation with an emergency brake.<br /><br />• The tyres blazed the rough cement road as it screeched with a deafening sound. The car went free-wheeling and turned turtle before coming to as stop.<br /><br />• A deafening blast rose into the air. The car had crashed into a tree. The windscreen shattered into smithereens. Thick layers of burnt dust puffed out of the rattling engine. Traffic came into an immediate total standstill.</span>Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com72tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-91849780901923818862010-10-07T00:05:00.001-07:002010-10-07T00:07:48.825-07:00Chasing after a snatch thief and robbery<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Chase</strong><br /><br />• The thief grabbed my bag and dashed across the road, running like a mad horse on steroids. I immediately pelted towards the thief before pouncing on him and giving him my signature punch on his face that made him cry out in pain.<br /><br />• The security guards gave chase like a group of Olympic athletes. In no time, they had caught up with the thief and handcuffed him.<br /><br />• The snatch thief skedaddled away and disappeared round the corner. Upon seeing that, I immediately gave chase and scooted around the corner at the speed of the light. Soon, I narrowed the gap between the thief and me. Taking the opportunity, I sprinted towards him and threw myself on him.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Robbery<br /></strong><br />• Armed with rifles, the four masked robbers rushed into the bank and held up the staff members and the customers at gunpoint.<br /><br />• “Don’t move!” the robber bellowed. Silence hung in the air as time stood still. All the customers and staff members raised their trembling hands and crouched in fear.</span>Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-32475629961058739122010-10-07T00:02:00.000-07:002010-10-07T00:03:08.098-07:00A fight<span style="font-size:130%;">A Fight<br /><br />• In mere seconds, punches were thrown. Fists were sent flying. A fight had erupted! I watched in horror as the two men wrestled each other to the ground. One of them had already owned a bloody lip.<br /><br />• Their heated argument turned into violence. The two men exchanged blows. Bystanders cowered in fear and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">leapt</span> out of their seats to escape from any fury that might come from either of the two men.<br /><br />• Like a relentless murderer, he went head-on with John. John swung his fists and hit his cheeks. The sudden punch cracked across his cheeks, bursting the fine blood vessels in his mouth. Instantly, he could smell blood which was pooling beneath his tongue.<br /></span>Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com54tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-63995765965937387092010-10-06T23:58:00.000-07:002010-10-07T00:01:59.258-07:00Writing a GOOD composition<strong>Writing a GOOD COMPOSITION</strong><br /><br />Content:<br />• Answer all “WH” and “H” questions<br />• Check the time sequence of the story<br />• Pick the most appropriate introduction<br />• Include direct speeches<br />• Make use of five senses<br /><br />Language:<br /><br />• Use the correct tenses<br />• Check your punctuation<br />• Use similes, idioms, adjectives, proverbs<br />• Replace words that you use repeatedly in the story<br /><br />A good composition......<br /><br /><br />Includes……<br />• Ideas that is ample, relevant, and fully developed.<br />• Almost no errors in grammar, spelling and punctuation.<br />• Wide And appropriate use of vocabulary.<br />• Good paragraphing and content.<br /><br />• Include:<br />• What were the characters doing before the scene?<br />• What was the time of the day?<br />• Were there any direct speeches?<br />• Is a sunny or windy day?<br /><br />• Who were the characters?<br />• Did you describe their appearances, actions and their facial expressions?<br />• What was the relationship between the characters?<br />• Where are the characters?<br />• Why were the characters there?<br />• What happened to them?<br />• Why did this incident happen?<br />• Are they affected?<br />• How does the story end?Overwhelmed.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07363254017776906025noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4976323797691189397.post-58690311785167536972010-10-06T23:53:00.000-07:002014-07-28T01:25:28.806-07:00Model Composition: Fire<span style="font-size: 130%;">Fire<br /><br />Q: You and your father were at a crowded supermarket. When both of you were <em>queuing to pay for your groceries</em>, you heard the fire alarm go off.<br /><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">It
was a Saturday morning, April 14<sup>th</sup>. It is a splendid morning, and m</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">y father and I were planning to go to
the nearby supermarket to buy some ingredients for making a birthday cake for
mum’s birthday. We left the house and ambled
along the streets with our hands in our pocket, thinking about what
ingredients we needed for the cake.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> Soon, we reached the supermarket. It was bustling with </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">enthusiastic
housewives</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">, </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">many early birds were hovering
around discounted food items, t</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">here were
long lines of queues </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">yet</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> nobody seemed to mind at all. </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">“And yet I thought we were
early,” I told my dad, who nodded in agreement. </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">My father and I</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;"> grabbed a trolley and</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> made a beeline for the bakery ingredient section.</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;"> I was already feeling </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; font-size: 14pt;">claustrophobic as we attempted to avoid the busy shoppers, and was
relieved when I realized that section of the supermarket is deserted except for
a few wandering shoppers who seem to had lost their way in this gigantic
building. Rows and rows of different brands of sugar and flour seem to be
greeting us. My father and I were flabbergasted by the selections of
choices. </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">When we reached the</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;"> end of the aisle</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">, we saw a young boy</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;"> not more than 5 years old</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">playing with a few matchsticks. Dark circles
formed a circumference round his eyes and added the years onto his boyish face,
he was decked in a yellow t-shirt and brown jeans. His parents are nowhere to
be seen. </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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matches, it is very dangerous as there are many goods here that can easily
catch fire,” my father warned
him</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;"> out of
good intentions.</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> The young
boy mumbled a ‘yes’ and scurried away to another side of the
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for our groceries, afraid that we would not be able to finish baking the cake
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of</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> fire alarm </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">reverberated
through the entire supermarket building</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">. Many people let out bloodcurdling screams and for me, I
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end, all traces of lethargy disappeared.</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;"> Out of
nowhere,</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">someone </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">grabbed my hand</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">, and it took
a moment for me to realize it was my father. Together,</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> we </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">dashed</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> out of the supermarket</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">’s exit.</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;"> When we got out of the supermarket,
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got the greatest shock of my life. Fire had spread itself throughout the whole
building like locusts destroying everything in its path, everything and
anything that could be burned was fried in the fiery cauldron of yellow flames.
The fire sang a grim tune triumphantly as it burnt. T</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">he entire supermarket was covered in a thick gloomy blanket of smoke.
Sparks and flying splinters hit us.</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">
I could feel my own pulses and my heart palpitating as the orange clutches of
fire wrapped its fiery fingers around the whole supermarket building. There is
a thick repugnant scent as we waved away the smoke as best as we could and
looked in the building with our hearts in our mouths. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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of sirens of the fire engine could be heard. Within minutes, the
policemen also arrived, followed by paramedics. We were quickly ushered down to
a safer place but also with a good view of the fire where more paramedics
arrived to check on us to see if we had suffered any ill effects of smoke inhalations.
Meanwhile, the firemen battle the blaze
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groceries were all burnt and </span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt;">hence</span><span style="font-family: "Bookman Old Style","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体;">, my father and I went to a bakery shop
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which would be etched in my mind forever. “Son, you must learn never to play
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