(Scroll down to read the composition written by Chong Enya, Primary 3)
We are over the moon to share this incredible news with our community! One of our talented students at Writers' Guild , Chong Enya, had her composition, A Brave Act, presented by her primary school teacher in front of the entire class! 🎉 Not only that, her essay was chosen as a model for her peers to learn from.
The young writer, eager to apply the phrases she had learned during our recent topic at Writers' Guild, brilliantly weaved them into her school composition.
Here's a snippet of her amazing work:
"Dumbfounded, I cupped my hands over my mouth and stared open-eyed at the scene before me. It was Johnny and he was drowning!
Without hesitation, I plunged into the water. A curtain of water sprayed upwards and outwards as I dived in.
Straining against the tide, I grabbed the struggling boy beneath his arms and pulled with all my strength. I clutched his arm so tightly that my knuckles turned white. For a moment, time seemed to slow down. While pulling Johnny to the shore, I used so much strength that veins stood out on my forehead."
The young author returned to our centre beaming with pride, sharing how she had confidently applied the emotive phrases she had learned with us. We are absolutely thrilled for her! 🌟
We take immense pride in nurturing our students' passion for writing and helping them develop their own unique voice. As our proprietary writing techniques are so easy to learn and apply, students quickly develop confidence in writing. Our creative writing classes focus on stimulating their imagination, building confidence and sharpening their skills, and this beautiful story serves as a shining example of their progress.
Congratulations to our shining star! 🌟 Keep inspiring and writing amazing stories!
A Brave Act
"Ring!" The ice cream truck sounded in the distance. My older brother, Tom, and I stopped mid-jog to grin at each other. We both ran to the ice cream truck, competing against each other to the truck. Tom and I were so busy competing with each another that we did not notice what was going on nearby until we heard a blood-curdling scream.
We jumped out of our skin in fright. Immediately, we stopped in our tracks, scanning the beach to find out where the sound came from. Out of the blue, someone caught my eye.
Our neighbour, Mrs Lee, was desperately screaming and pointing to the open sea. A crowd had already formed by the time we reached. As Tom and I squeezed through the crowd, we could see a boy flailing his arms in the water. Dumbfounded, I cupped my hands over my mouth and stared open-eyed at the scene before me. It was Johnny and he was drowning!
Without hesitation, I plunged into the water. A curtain of water sprayed upwards and outwards as I dived in.
Straining against the tide, I grabbed the struggling boy beneath his arms and pulled with all my strength. I clutched his arm so tightly that my knuckles turned white. For a moment, time seemed to slow down. While pulling Johnny to the shore, I used so much strength that veins stood out on my forehead.
Dragging the unconscious Johnny to the shore, I shouted for Tom to perform CPR on him as he was trained in it. Someone in the crowd called the ambulance as Tom worked on waking Johnny.
Johnny coughed out a mouthful of water and was able to breath again. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause. Mrs Lee thanked and praised us profusely. Just then, the ambulance arrived. We waved good-bye as they thanked us before the door closed. We headed to the ice cream truck and bought our ice creams, even though I was dripping wet.
I arrived home as happy as a clam. The day I did a brave act will be etched in my mind forever!
