Friday, January 8, 2010

My Pet

On my last birthday, I celebrated my birthday at the zoo. I saw a tiger cub in the cage. It was so cute. I wanted to get one home but my parents didn’t allow me. I whined all the way home and got my dad really angry. So, he grounded me in my room.
I got on the internet to orer a tiger cub. I went to my father’s wallet to get a credit card to pay for my tiger cub.

The next day, the tiger arrived in a brown package. I took the tiger into the house and into my room. I slammed the door and opened the package. I thought and thought for a name, and finally I named it Tigger.

Later, I fed it with my favourite Sprite and it sneezed. The drink splatted all over my face. Then I realized that it doesn’t drink Sprite. I fed it again with some egg. Suddenly, Tiger fainted and did not move at all. I shouted to my parents for help. My parents’ exclaimed, “What tiger?”

I answered, “My tiger cub!”

My parents ran into my room and brought Tigger to the vet.
The vet gave me a long lecture about keeping an endangered animal. My father grounded me again for a week and unplugged the internet connection. After this lesson, I felt very sorry for Tigger but I will miss him.

Ng Zi Ling
10 years old
March 09
SRJK Yuk Chai

An Unexpected Visitor

Someone rang the door bell as Jimmy was about to catch his afternoon nap. With a grunt, he crawled up from the couch and dragged his legs reluctantly towards the door. He cursed under his breath as the wooden door did not budge even though he yanked at it a few times. Only after a minute of twisting and tugging at the door knob, Jimmy managed to open the stubborn door with an objecting creek. That was when he saw a figure of a man, tall and lean, standing on the front porch.
“Good afternoon, may I spea to Jimmy? Jimmy Mc Coy?” the man asked.
“Well, I am Jimmy. Who are you and what do you want?” said Jimmy as he scrutinized the face of the stranger against the glaring sunlight. He felt annoyed. Missing his Sunday naps always put him in a temper. Jimmy does not get many visitors, just an occasional visit from a long distant relative or salesmen which he will drive them off with a fit. With this man, there was something familiar about his face that jimmy could not recall. Even the voice was familiar, it sounded like someone Jimmy had known from the past, just that he had a deeper voice with a tinge of formality.
“Jim, it’s me, Max. Don’t you remember your old pal back in the orphanage?” The man showed his teeth with a big smile on his face.
“Max! It’s you! I can’t believe this. Where on earth have you been?” said Jimmy after recognizing the old familiar cheeky grin he missed during his childhood back at the orphanage. They both got into a tight friendly hug. The feeling was like reconciling with a long lost brother. With his irritation fom missing the afternoon nap long gone, Jimmy felt delighted. He would sacrifice every afternoon nap just to rattle on about the good old days, tracing back every childhood memory that he had shared with Max back then. Those memories were priceless to him. It was something he would carry to his grave.
Jimmy was older than Max. Well, not literally as Max was in the Orphanage before Jimmy. They practically grew up together. They shared the same room, the same bed, and almost anything you can think of. Back then, Jimmy’s tiny feeble figure made him a prey for all kinds of bullies, not until Max stood up for him and they were inseparable ever since. Jimmy’s adoption split their friendship and brotherhood. Jimmy remembered how hard he tried to beg for his parents to adopt Max, and how Max’s envious eyes stared into him as he left the Orphanage. He had not heard of Max ever since.
Seeing Max before his eyes was unbelievable. He had visited the Orphanage after graduation but was told that Max had taken off. It has been his wish to track Max down, to reconcile with his long lost pal. And tell him how much he had longed for his friend’s companionship. He had even hired an investigator and glanced around every street as he drove to work, with a feeble hope that Max would miraculously appear. Now, with Max seated in front of him, he was awestruck. He was speechless. All he could do was study his friend with curious eyes, along with hundreds and thousands of questions forming in his head.
Max’s features had changed from the picture Jimmy had in his head except his smile. There were scars on his face, one on the forehead and a small one on his chin. Jimmy recognized the mole on his left cheek. Jimmy knew it was the Max he had long known. Max was thin, almost gaunt. His skeletal body was clearly visible under his white T-shirt. He looked pale and frail, and Jimmy noticed how Max tried to hide his shaky hands. Occasionally, Max seemed to be distracted when they were talking about the old days. His eyes darted around, as if looking for something, and jimmy was worried. He thought of every possible reasons for Max’s unusual behaviour. He even thought of asking him, but he shrug it off as soon as Max was back in the conversation.
Jimmy threw all the accumulated questions he had in mind for years to Max that whole afternoon. He had learned that Max had left the Orphanage to get a job, though he never mentioned what job it was when Jimmy asked further. Max had travelled around the States for his job, which explains why Jimmy has not been able to contact him throughout the years. Max was back in town and heard the news of Jimmy finding him in the Orphanage. He came as soon as he could.
That evening was an unforgettable one for Jimmy and Max. They could feel the joy they used to share back when they were kids. Jimmy felt his tears welled up when they talked about the late Sister Maria and the other kids from the Orphanage. They reminiscent the ups and downs they went through together and how bold and brace they were every time they had sneaked off into the haunted forest back in the orphanage and had come back feeling all creeped up. It seemed like a journey back into time that evening until Max decided it was time to leave.
“Jim, I won’t be back for awhile after this,” as all he said after a long pause.
“Promise me you will visit again. You are always welcomed.”
“Well, that depends. I need to go for a vacation, you know, get away from my job for awhile. I do not know when I will or will not be coming back. Well, it is the greatest day of my life, meeting you again, Jim. I really hope we get to meet again in the future,” said Max as he turned into the silent street.
It was not long after Max left when someone came knocking at the door again. As Jimmy was expecting to see Max’s cheeky grin again, he found himself facing two men in black suits.
“Sir, we are FBIs. Have you seen this man? His name is Max Junior and he was last reported to be seen on this street,” one of the men explained while the other handed out a picture which made Jimmy speechless in disbelief.
Across the street, Jimmy saw Max’s face turned into a solemn smile and disappeared into the night.

Pua Yu Min
17 years old
2009
SMK Damansara Jaya