Primary 3 Composition: A Lost Puppy

As we reach the halfway mark in our year, Teacher Suba and I have been reviewing our students’ SA1 results and reflecting on the positives and challenges of the past 6 months; including ways that we can maintain the students’ good results as well as ways that we can help those who may need more encouragement and support from us.

At the risk of sounding boastful, both of us are very pleased with how most of our students have performed, but most importantly, how much they have improved in the last 6 months. After all, not every student can score an A-star and it is as rewarding for us to see a student improve well.

To end the semester off, for our younger ones at least, I will do one post for each level.

Teacher Suba’s P3 group group has blossomed since starting with us. They have grown in confidence and speed in writing and have been hard at work mastering the Paper 2 techniques.

Today’s model composition comes for one of the students in the Friday P3 class. Teacher Suba used the old P3 format as all of them were being tested this way for their SA1 Paper 1.

The 3 pictures were a girl receiving a puppy/ girl carrying a bowl of dog food and unable to find her puppy/ girl and parents driving around/ a question mark.

We will also be holding free trial lessons again for the Saturday P3 class on 29th June 1pm – 2.30pm. Do contact us if you are interested in the trial.

Teacher Suba and I would like to wish all our P3s and all the P3s out there a restful and happy June holidays! 🙂

A Lost Puppy

            One balmy Sunday morning, Jane woke up. She folded her blanket, put her pillows back neatly and walked out of her room quickly to give Fluffy, her puppy, its breakfast. She counted out four scoops of dog food, putting the food into Fluffy’s bowl. When she got nearer to Fluffy’s favourite spot, she got startled. She saw that her puppy was not there, as if it had vanished into thin air. She was crestfallen.

            She quickly ran into the living room while crying. She found her father reading a comic and her mother reading a fashion magazine. When her mother saw Jane crying, she stood up and walked to Jane.

“What’s going on?” her mother asked.

“I was going to give Fluffy her breakfast when I noticed that she was not in her basket. I also realised that the front door was ajar,” Jane cried as she pointed to the door.

            Jane’s father quickly took his car keys and told her to follow him to search for her missing puppy. She ran immediately to her father’s car.  She felt very worried as Jane’s father drove around the neighbourhood. Sticking her head out of the car window, Jane looked for her lost puppy. She saw many dogs but none of them looked like Fluffy.

            Suddenly she recognised a tail wagging back and forth.  It was Fluffy! She heard the sound of car tyres screeching as her father stopped the car. Jane got out of the car, calling out her puppy’s name. Fluffy ran to Jane and Fluffy collided into the car door in his excitement. Fortunately, it wasn’t hurt!

            Jane carried Fluffy into the car and went back home. She promised never to let her puppy wander off again.