Peals of laughter wafted into my ear. I turned to face the origin of the noise. Two adolescents of age six or seven were having fun tossing the ball to each other by the side of the bustling road.
"Hey! Pass the ball to me!" Wee Meng hollered to his playmate, Yong Chun.
Wee Meng was an articulate boy with an inquisitive nature. His lanky figure was formed by his unhealthy preference for tidbits and dislike of vegetables. His slick dark hair was neatly combed to the side with his mother's help. Wee Meng's small round face was wrought with a snub nose, tiny brown eyes and dozens of freckles.
Coincidentally, Yong Chun resembled Wee Meng physically. At first I was still wondering if they were twins. Yong Chun seemed to be of the same age as Wee Meng. However, the liliputian Yong Chun had huge black eyes which glinted when he saw Wee Meng’s new toy.
The boys’ joyous laughter cheered me up while I was waiting impatiently for my bus at a nearby bus-stop. The boys’ mothers were standing a distance from the boys, exchanging the latest gossips in the neighbourhood. These two gossip-mongers were so absorbed in other people’s businesses that they were totally oblivious of what their precious boys were doing.
“My ball!” Wee Meng cried, as his new ball bounced over onto the road.
“I’ll get it.” Yong Chun offered, since he was the one who accidentally threw the ball to the road.
“No! I’ll get it!” the headstrong Wee Meng ran towards the road before Yong Chun could lift a finger.
Wee Meng gave Yong Chun a smug look after he had picked up his ball. But little did he realise the imminent danger. A crimson Toyota sped from afar. The driver obviously had no intentions to slow down upon seeing Wee Meng rooted precariously in the middle of the road.
I watched the rest of the happenings with immense apprehension. Wee Meng’s frail figure was flung into the atmosphere by the impact of the collision and landed some few metres away, powerless and defeated.
did i mention b4 tat i was very gd at english composition writing when i was in sec 4?? my english english teacher (he's frm UK) gave me 18 out of 20 for e above picture sequence short story lorz. muahahahaha~
i was so proud of those compositions tat i still kept my compo book till now. every now n then when im packing my room i'll take em out n marvel at myself. LoLoL~
for those who tink my english sucks, i scored an A2 for my english 'O' levels okayy... not oni potatoes do well in english horz. hehz~
but after tat in jc i got C5 for my GP lahz. -_- aiya im oni gd at story-writing, those serious assertion-substantion shitty essay i cannot make it lahz. haha~
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