A letter By Avsam Fuad, Iskandhar School Grade 7

Narrative Writing NARRATIVE WRITING Imagine that you were an adopted child. Narrate the incidents that took place in your life in the new home. I was lying wide awake in bed. I was still not used to sleeping early. I could hear my brothers playing games downstairs.it was all new to me .beds, designed plastic plates, games, computers, laptops, I never knew anything about that. I had been recently adopted by some rich people. I don’t know much about them even though I have been living with them for the past few months. Only thing I know is that I am now part of a much respected family. The first day I came to the house, I felt very awkward. Everything was new to me. The first few days were terrifying .i spent all day alone in my room. I missed my friends a lot and the only thing my brother did to me was staring blankly at me. After a few days, I had become a bit familiar with the family rules and culture and I finally had the courage to go out of my room. The house was huge. Suddenly, something started running around my legs. “Are there vicious dogs here too? “I thought to myself. It took me by surprise and I was just standing there for seconds. It took me a while for me to get back to my senses and do what I do to all the vicious dogs in the orphanage. A well-aimed hard blow to the side of the dog’s head. Then I heard a cry “what did you do Jacky?” it was my sister and I just realized what I had done.Ofcouse the dog was not dead.it was just out cold for a few hours. I was only grounded for a few days because I did not know anything about pets. The day after I realized that something was missing from my life.it had been weeks since I had done it. My hobby, cockroach hunting. Everyone in the orphanage had this same hobby and I was the best one. Two days later, I went into the garden this time on the guard for the dog. One hour later I returned to the house to get a plastic bag to put my cockroaches. I had had a good hunt. At least I would be able to impress my family by showing how good I was at this. Grounded again. Since then I had done nothing except learning the rules of the family further. After that I thought it would be better to stay in my own room. I barely go out of my room now. I only come out to eat. Life was starting to get boring, but my adoptive parents tell me that life will not be so boring after I start going to school next year.

Narrative Writing By Avsam Fuad, Iskandhar School, Male' , Grade 7H

Narrative Writing NARRATIVE WRITING Imagine that you were an adopted child. Narrate the incidents that took place in your life in the new home. I was lying wide awake in bed. I was still not used to sleeping early. I could hear my brothers playing games downstairs.it was all new to me .beds, designed plastic plates, games, computers, laptops, I never knew anything about that. I had been recently adopted by some rich people. I don’t know much about them even though I have been living with them for the past few months. Only thing I know is that I am now part of a much respected family. The first day I came to the house, I felt very awkward. Everything was new to me. The first few days were terrifying .i spent all day alone in my room. I missed my friends a lot and the only thing my brother did to me was staring blankly at me. After a few days, I had become a bit familiar with the family rules and culture and I finally had the courage to go out of my room. The house was huge. Suddenly, something started running around my legs. “Are there vicious dogs here too? “I thought to myself. It took me by surprise and I was just standing there for seconds. It took me a while for me to get back to my senses and do what I do to all the vicious dogs in the orphanage. A well-aimed hard blow to the side of the dog’s head. Then I heard a cry “what did you do Jacky?” it was my sister and I just realized what I had done.Ofcouse the dog was not dead.it was just out cold for a few hours. I was only grounded for a few days because I did not know anything about pets. The day after I realized that something was missing from my life.it had been weeks since I had done it. My hobby, cockroach hunting. Everyone in the orphanage had this same hobby and I was the best one. Two days later, I went into the garden this time on the guard for the dog. One hour later I returned to the house to get a plastic bag to put my cockroaches. I had had a good hunt. At least I would be able to impress my family by showing how good I was at this. Grounded again. Since then I had done nothing except learning the rules of the family further. After that I thought it would be better to stay in my own room. I barely go out of my room now. I only come out to eat. Life was starting to get boring, but my adoptive parents tell me that life will not be so boring after I start going to school next year.

Letter By: Shaaif Thoufeq, Iskandhar School, Male' Grade 10S1

Your Teacher recently planned a special trip to an uninhabited island for your class. During the weekend, you were able to take part in various activities that you normally do not do at school. Write a letter to your friend explaining:- • Where you went • What you and your classmates thought of the activity weekend • Any funny or sad incident Dear Robinson, Just a quick letter to let you know about my trip to the New World. As you know, I had butterflies in my tummy, but it turned out to be a very excitingly enjoyable trip. The others were pretty friendly and caring too. And by others, I meant my classmates. You know that, as a couch potato, I wouldn’t want to go on school trips a lot. Anyhow, the teacher told us we were going to be graded on our attendance to this trip to the uninhabited island, and since I’m a little down in my studies, I thought it would be a good idea to come. We stayed in some kind of a cabin, which was rustic and weed-grown. Fortunately, we came with some tents and portable water-beds, so we didn’t have to worry. Each day I chose a different activity from an incredibly varied program. On Friday, I’d be hiking around the New World, and on Saturday I’ll be trying to fish Barracudas from the reef. Speaking of fishes, you’d never guess what I caught. It was a red-finned crestiflarious! (That’s English for Specilipicanthropi) The sad thing was that the 10-feet long fish was able to sink its teeth into my right leg. The Chaperone, Mr.Faisal, said it wasn’t fatal, but I wouldn’t be expected to use my injured leg too soon. Even now, I’m stuck in my bed, trying to write this letter to you. But don’t worry; I’ve been in worse situations before, as you know. Letting go of the grudge against Crestiflarious, the activity weekend was fun for all of us, and I’m sure our class is going to be bragging about this trip for a whole month! I hope we would be able to do mire kinds of activities like this, because I’m sure everyone would love it, including you! It’s really stimulating, and you get to do a lot of things you surely can’t do at school. As for me, I don’t think I’ll be attending school for a month, thanks to this leg. Love, Crusoe