Describe an unforgettable incident that you saw on your

way home from school.

It was a hot afternoon and the heat from the scorching sun was quite
unbearable. I was cycling home from school after arranging the books in the school
library as I was a librarian. The road was quiet. I felt hungry and was looking forward
to reaching home and having my late lunch.
When I was cycling along the roadside, a motorcyclist appeared out of the blue
and roared past me. He had almost knocked me down and I was rather taken aback by
his sudden appearance. I then noticed there was a passenger behind the motorcyclist
and they were heading for a lady, who was walking on the pavement at the side of the
road.
The motorcyclist then stopped beside the lady. After dismounting from the
motorcycle, the pillion rider tried to snatch the lady's handbag but she resisted. Feeling
furious, he took out a knife and brandished it at her. On seeing the knife, the lady was
scared and apprehensive of getting hurt. Having no alternative, she let the mugger
have her handbag. After getting hold of the handbag, the mugger shoved her. He
shoved her so hard that she fell into the ditch. The obnoxious criminal then mounted
the motorcycle. His accomplice, who was also the motorcyclist, sped off and they
escaped from the scene.
I was shocked at what I saw. The robbery happened so fast that before I could
do anything to try to foil it, the whole incident was over. I ran to help the lady. When I
reached the part of the ditch where the lady fell into, I saw her seated at the bottom of
the ditch. She had scratch marks on her arms and legs and was groaning in pain. I then
realised that she was pregnant. I assisted her to get out of the ditch. I felt sorry for her
as she was in a state of shock. I comforted her. Soon, a car stopped beside us and a
man emerged from it. Upon seeing the condition of the lady, he asked me what had
transpired. I related the whole incident to him. The benevolent man then offered to
take the lady to hospital. As I was an eyewitness to the crime, he requested me to
come along in order to help lodge a police report.
The doctor who examined her said that apart from some superficial scratches
and minor bruises on her limbs, she was doing fine. The baby she was conceiving was
healthy as well. I was glad to hear that. A few days later, she came to my house to
thank me personally for lending her a helping hand. However, the snatch thieves were
never apprehended. I would never forget this incident or the snatch thieves' faces as
long as I live.

Describe an unforgettable incident that you saw on your

way home from school.
It was a hot afternoon and the heat from the scorching sun was quite
unbearable. I was cycling home from school after arranging the books in the school
library as I was a librarian. The road was quiet. I felt hungry and was looking forward
to reaching home and having my late lunch.
When I was cycling along the roadside, a motorcyclist appeared out of the blue
and roared past me. He had almost knocked me down and I was rather taken aback by
his sudden appearance. I then noticed there was a passenger behind the motorcyclist
and they were heading for a lady, who was walking on the pavement at the side of the
road.
The motorcyclist then stopped beside the lady. After dismounting from the
motorcycle, the pillion rider tried to snatch the lady's handbag but she resisted. Feeling
furious, he took out a knife and brandished it at her. On seeing the knife, the lady was
scared and apprehensive of getting hurt. Having no alternative, she let the mugger
have her handbag. After getting hold of the handbag, the mugger shoved her. He
shoved her so hard that she fell into the ditch. The obnoxious criminal then mounted
the motorcycle. His accomplice, who was also the motorcyclist, sped off and they
escaped from the scene.
I was shocked at what I saw. The robbery happened so fast that before I could
do anything to try to foil it, the whole incident was over. I ran to help the lady. When I
reached the part of the ditch where the lady fell into, I saw her seated at the bottom of
the ditch. She had scratch marks on her arms and legs and was groaning in pain. I then
realised that she was pregnant. I assisted her to get out of the ditch. I felt sorry for her
as she was in a state of shock. I comforted her. Soon, a car stopped beside us and a
man emerged from it. Upon seeing the condition of the lady, he asked me what had
transpired. I related the whole incident to him. The benevolent man then offered to
take the lady to hospital. As I was an eyewitness to the crime, he requested me to
come along in order to help lodge a police report.
The doctor who examined her said that apart from some superficial scratches
and minor bruises on her limbs, she was doing fine. The baby she was conceiving was
healthy as well. I was glad to hear that. A few days later, she came to my house to
thank me personally for lending her a helping hand. However, the snatch thieves were
never apprehended. I would never forget this incident or the snatch thieves' faces as
long as I live

DESCRIBE THE SCENE AT A CROWDED MARKET

It was the end of the year. It was that time of the year when almost every
supermarket in town was having a sale an end of the year sale, a back to
school sale and festival sales. The school holidays coincided with three major
festivals Hari Raya Puasa, Deepavali, and Christmas. As Deepavali was just two
weeks away, Mama took us on a shopping spree. A poster war seemed to be going on.
Colourful posters advertising an array of products were stuck on walls of buildings,
tress and fences. Even vehicles like buses, vans and taxis were not spared.
We got down at the bus stop and walked to the supermarket, which was just a
stones throw away. From the street where I was, I could see the colourful window
displays beautifully adorned dummies clad in kebayas, baju kurung, saris and
Punjabi costumes.
A cacophony of noises greeted us as we approached the supermarket the
continuous din created by the excited shoppers and the loud music that blared from the
hi-fi sets of roadside vendors. A gush of cold air greeted us as soon as we stepped into
the supermarket. What a pleasant feeling it was to let the cold air caress your skin. In
contrast, the heat outside was stifling. Now and then, announcements could be heard
over the PA system.
We walked past the cosmetics counter. Salesgirls were trying to entice
customers by letting them try some of the products. The smell of cologne wafted in
the air. Some interested customers were seeking product information. The salesgirls
readily obliged.
The jostling crowds did not seem to mind the noise or the shoving. Ladies
clutched their handbags as they tried to make their way to the counter with their
purchases. Exasperated mothers were trying not to lose sight of their children. The
only people who appeared not to have a care in the world were the teenagers who
strolledfrom one department to the other.
Mama had a perpetual frown on her face. She was not used to such crowds.
She checked her shopping list to see if she had got all that she wanted. Then, pushing
her trolley laden with her purchases, she made a beeline for the counter. Of course,
there was a long queue. When she had paid for the things, we were ready to go home.
Clutching our shopping bags, we stepped out of the supermarket. It was
already dark. We had not noticed the time passing. We quickly made our way to the
bus stop and boarded the first bus that came along. As the bus inched its way through
the heavy traffic, we could see the neon lights myriads of colours flashing all over the
town. It was a kaleidoscope of colours, one that reminded us that Deepavali, the
festival of lights, was close at hand.