"Mum! can we go sailing?" I asked. Mother nodded and smiled. Little did we know that something disastrous was about to happen...
We headed towards the beach and rented a boat. We sailed out to sea, me, rowing and my mother relaxing... I think I had rowed too far out as after a moment, I lost sight of land. Thoughts of impending danger raced through my mind. I turned to row back to shore. I tired not to look panicky but somehow or other, my mother must sensed my panic.
She comforted me and told me to rest as I had rowed for a long time... I fell into a deep sleep.
Rumble... Rumble... I was awoken by tunder. Oh no! we were still at sea. In front, behind, left and right.Just then, I remembered what I had read in a magazine. Look for the southern cross to guide you to safe. Before I could find its a storm broke out.Rain began pelting down. I struggled to keep my balance. Then, I found the Southern cross but before I could alert my mother, I was thrown off balance and I fell into the sea.
Soon, I regained conciousness. I was in my room. Somehow, my mother had rescued me and got us home. I would never forget that eventful day.
By School Composition Singapore
Primary 4 - 2009
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