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psle englis composition model a dangerous situation


A Dangerous situation Model composition and English E-learning programme

It has been a very busy two weeks and somewhat stressful. After the announcement that all enrichment and tuition centres had to close, Thinking Factory, was hard at work thinking of the best way to continue on with teaching and learning. My main focus was on continuing the lessons with as little disruption as possible to the lives of the students and at the same time maintaining their weekly practices as much as possible.

So, I decided on using live streaming and following the 2h schedule of classes at the same timing for all classes. All materials are emailed weekly to parents and the students’ writing practices, as well as comprehension from paper 2 components, are scanned, emailed back to me for marking. Marked work is then scanned with feedback and sent to the students.

Even though, the announcement that mid-year examinations are canceled was made, I am still conducting 1-1 oral testing with my P6 students on live streaming. While this may not be the ideal situation, we are still keeping up the momentum of testing, writing and paper 2 components for their next examination, Prelims.

Nothing about this situation is ideal but it is necessary to follow the safety measures stated by our government. In our 2nd week of live streaming, I feel that it is going smoothly. Thinking Factory’s classes are capped at 8 per student and this allows us to conduct live streaming lessons smoothly with the involvement of every student during the lesson.

There is certainly much more work to be done and I am busy throughout the day before my actual teaching classes begin- marking, scanning and emailing. I am also certain it is also a lot more work for the parents, whose support has been paramount in making this transition from classroom to online learning move smoothly. So a big thank you to my students’ parents!!

Thinking Factory has also decided to launch our English e-learning programme for those who are not registered with our centre. Currently, the PSLE writing videos are up and oral will soon follow. The videos are there to guide the students while their writing will be marked by me.

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In our composition part of our lessons, I have started focusing on characterisation or how natural and realistic the students describe their character. The model composition below, done by one of my students in previous years, is a good example of how to create a complex but realistic character.

Stay safe everyone!

write a story about a dangerous situation

A Dangerous Situation (Fire)

                Nobody knew my darkest secret. How could they? I was a secretive person. Nobody suspected that I was dangerous, or knew what I usually carried around in my pocket or what I usually clutched in my hand, hoping for an opportunity.

            As I walked down the street towards the crowded restaurant, I revised my plan one last time.  After which, I opened the water bottle in my hand, slightly. The water bottle contained one of the key ingredients to the success of my plan; alcohol. Although I was not fond of the drink, I knew that it was a necessity to my plan. Entering the restaurant, I felt a rush of cool air brush against my face. I could hear the loud conversations customers were holding and smell the appetising aroma of food fresh from the kitchen. I smirked to myself, knowing the chaos that would soon ensue.

            Walking towards an empty table, I carefully dripped the alcohol from the water bottle onto the polished floor, before sitting down. Hastily ordering off the menu for myself, I fished out the small, rectangular box full of matches. I had been waiting for this for too long. Planning the procedure was not an easy task. It took me weeks, nearly months to touch up on my plan. I specifically chose this restaurant, knowing that it was popular to the people in the neighbourhood. Not caring one jot about the noise that I made trying to light the matchstick, I threw the lit matchstick onto the alcohol stained floor and the waited in anticipation. I soon heard the worried voice of a customer who was sitting in front of me.

“Do you smell something burning, Jane?” the customer asked her friend.

“Now that you mention it Peter, yes I do! Where is it coming from?” Jane asked, sniffing the air around her.

            Shortly after, everyone heard a loud scream and the sound of a broken plate.

“Fire! Fire in the restaurant!”

To my delight, I turned to see a small fire building up, feeding off the alcohol on the floor. Hearing the cry of ‘Fire’, everyone started to panic. I watched the chaotic scene before me in glee until I felt a tinge of heat close to me. I got up to leave. At first I ran to the exit, thinking I could still make it out alive but just as I was about to open the door, a wall of fire shot up towards the ceiling. The roar grew louder and louder as the fire started to consume everything in its path.

            I spun my head around, scanning for any other possible exits. To my utter horror, the wall of fire blocked every path. I ran to the centre of the restaurant, shocked at how fast the fire had grown. I was not alone, other customers were huddled in the centre of the restaurant, gasping for fresh air. I grabbed the nearest source of water I could find which was a half-filled jug of water. I splashed it around our circle, hoping to keep the fire a safe distance away from us. Our faces were covered in soot and sweat and the heat was terrific. Minutes felt like hours as we tried to stay alive in the restaurant which was engulfed by smoke and flames. As I tried to reach for another jug of water, I felt a searing pain on my arm. The white-hot pain began spreading all over my body. I looked down to see burns on my arm, as I trembled in pain.

            Suddenly, I heard a thud. The fire fighters had arrived! Someone had called them! They hosed the fire down while some other fire fighters led us out to safety. Most of us were coughing due to smoke inhalation as the paramedics administered first aid to the victims including me.

            Thinking back on the dangerous situation, I knew that I had been lucky. Not only had I escaped the fire, but I had also escaped going to jail. No one suspected that it was me who had started the fire. I had learnt my lesson well. I swore to myself to never play with fire again.

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