November/December Holidays Fun Pack 2015 - Yong E-Shean

The Keep-Me-Busy Book

I sit at my desk

Open my book

The book with its dog-eared edges

And yellowish-stained pages

I stare at it with anticipation

As I envision the next action

The character will take

I dive right in without a pause

With 365 pages, this book is sure to keep me busy

For the rest of the December holiday

The Wild Woods - Yong E-Shean

            The running track lay before John like a huge Black Hole, except that it was red in colour.  The eerie moonlight shining down on the track made it all the more menacing, sending shivers down John’s spine.  He placed his valuables on one of those cute little plastic chairs meant for spectators, and headed down to the track to start his daily jog.

           On the fifth round around the track, John ran past two majestic apple trees for the fifth time.  However, this time, it occurred to John that there was something strange about the two apple trees.  “Did the trees just move an inch to the right?” John thought, puzzled.  He hoped not.  As he stared stolidly at the trees, he almost thought he heard a muffled cough.  He listened intently, but a second cough never came.  Strange.  Really strange.

           As John cautiously and hesitantly approached the two apple trees, a gust of wind blew.  Being overly reactive, John immediately perceived the gust of wind to be that of a hand touching his shoulder.  With a yelp of fright, he dashed straight towards his two hundred million dollar cobalt blue Porsche.  He took out the car keys from his pocket, opened the car door with desperate and shaky hands, flew into it, and drove off.

           Back at the running track, a blue iPhone 5S and an Ocean Pacific wallet were spotted lying on a plastic chair, patiently waiting for their owner to retrieve them.  Unfortunately, their owner had already driven off in sheer fright and panic, abandoning them.

Done By: Yong E-Shean

A Time I Persevered And Was Successful

During my Primary 6 Camp, I had the opportunity to attempt rock climbing.  I had long dreamt of climbing to the top of a rock wall, but it was easier said than done, as I soon found out.  In the beginning, I breezed past the first ten metres.  However, the higher I went, the more exhausted I began to feel.  Fatigue overtook me as I struggled to carry on.  My legs and arms ached from the stress of my body weight.  I did feel like giving up at times when the fatigue was too much to bear. Furthermore, I was afraid of heights, which made me all the more panicky to be so far away from level ground.  However, I still managed to climb up the wall, inch-by-inch, step-by-step.  My classmates down below also shouted words of encouragement and cheered me on.  After what seemed like eternity, I could finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. I had almost reached the top of the wall!  It was within arm’s reach as I used my last strength of energy to boost myself up.  And I did it!  I had actually managed to climb up the rock wall!  In the end, I was able to turn my long-held dream of climbing to the top of a rock wall into a reality.

Done By: Yong E-Shean

Homework on Suspense - Yong E-Shean

Suspense and Anticipation

In a book by Enid Blyton, titled “The Mystery Of The Burnt Cottage”, the plot is about a group of teenagers who set out to solve the mystery of a cottage which was burnt down. The suspense comes at the part when the young detectives go on a walk and find a piece of indiscriminating evidence which points to Mr Hicks as the culprit.  However, the village policeman does not believe them.  The suspense comes at a point when the young detectives do not know who to turn to to tell about this find and leaves the reader wondering what will happen next.  The story also makes the reader concerned about what might happen because if the culprit, Mr Hicks, was allowed to go free even though he had committed the crime, this shows that the law was unjust.  This causes the reader to be concerned because most people would want the law to be fair and just towards all.

Yong E-Shean - Poetic Devices

My Poems

Rhyme

She touched her toes

With a wonderful pose

A ballet she was

Of all the best

By Yong E-Shean

Rhyme

A lonely train

Travelled in the rain

With all but vain

For it was soaked to the drain

By Yong E-Shean

Rhyme

A great ballet was she

With a pretty face had she

In a rose-coloured dress was she

Ah, how I wish she was my date

By Yong E-Shean

Rhyme

He said that it was long

But he was wrong

He said that it was strong

But it was not in the least strong

By Yong E-Shean

Alliteration

She swung the school sack on her back

And took the bumpy slow coach towards school

Swish-splash, swish-splash, her school sack went

So like the filled bottles in her sack

By Yong E-Shean

Alliteration

Sandy Susan and her sister Sandy Sue went to the seaside in their swimming costumes.  They swam and splashed and spotting several seashells on the sea bed, dived down to collect the seashells.  Swish-splash, Swish-splash they went until the seashells were all in Sandy Susan’s hands.

By Yong E-Shean

Alliteration

The Sun rose up

She spread her sun rays

Upon the small suburb below

Waking people from their sleep

By Yong E-Shean

Simile

As hungry as a giant she was

The restaurant was packed with people

She waited as patiently as a lion

But the next second she was roaring like a drill

How people stared at her

With eyes as big as footballs

And sheer terror running through their minds

How they scuttled

As fast as blowing wind

And at last she got a seat

Served by a timid waiter

By Yong E-Shean

Hyperbole

I slipped and fell off the mountain

I plunge down at the speed of light

I scream so loudly that all the birds flying in the sky drop dead

I land with a thud so hard and loud that I cause a mini Earthquake

And the thud can be heard from the opposite side of the world

By Yong E-Shean

Personification

The poor table tried to stay still

While the child used him

The child kicked the table and he winced in pain

The child placed her heavy school bag on him

And he strained to carry the weight

He thought it would soon be over but he was wrong

The child was staying back in the classroom

And so he would have to wait

When everyone had finally left

He sighed in relief and stretched his legs

“Ah, what a poor life I have”

He thought as he prepared himself for the next day of school

By Yong E-Shean

Symbolism

I was two when lightning struck

So electrifying and strong was the lightning

That I completely failed to pick myself up

So devastating was the lightning that it left me in pain

For the rest of my unfortunate and miserable life

By Yong E-Shean

Symbolism

The roses bloomed after the dark days ended

The time for a new beginning

Where new friendships are forged

And dark pasts are forgotten

By Yong E-Shean

Metaphor

A snake she was

So cunning and deceiving

One second a sweet girl

The next a hairy beast

By Yong E-Shean

Metaphor

A bolster he was

Full of warmth and care

Filled with sunshine and roses

Which spread like sun rays

By Yong E-Shean

Imagery

So crystal clear the sea was

So that you could see the corals

And the beautiful shoals of fish in the water

So pure the water was

So that you could see dolphins swimming here and there

Just beneath your feet

Ah, how mesmerizing the sea is

By Yong E-Shean

Free verse

I stand in the MRT

Waiting to reach my stop

I can’t wait for school

Because my friends are there

And of course there are also

The extra humourous teachers

By Yong E-Shean

Allusion

They are like Pooh and Piglet

The best of friends

Together through thick and thin

Always there for one another

How I wish I had such a friend

By Yong E-Shean

Rhythm

The school bell goes

Bong! Bong! Bong!

The students go

Scatter! Scatter! Scatter!

To their seats

As the teachers go

Click! Clack! Click! Clack!

To the classrooms

Where the students are waiting for them

By Yong E-Shean

Onomatopoeia

Dum! Dum! Diddy Dum!

Went the drums

Clang! Clang! Clang Clang Clang!

Went the cymbals

Squeak! Squeak! Squ-e-a-k!

Went the violins

Ah, what nice music

No wonder people are rushing

To the site of the performance

By Yong E-Shean

 

Yong E-Shean - True Me Poem

My True Me Poem

My real name is E-Shean.

A name I wish to be called is Bookworm because I like to read books.

The animal that’s inside of me is a horse because I am born in the year of the horse.

The object that’s inside my heart is Fun because I like to joke about.

The word on my forehead is Studies because I know that studies are important.

The sound that I love is water splashing because I like to play with water.

The smell that I love is nice smells because nice smells smell better than bad smells.

My favourite time of the day is 10 p.m. because that is when I go to sleep.

My grandparents always says to me, “You have grown so much since the last time I saw you.”