I finally got back my essay on "Flight".Somehow the people sitting around me got it back weeks/months ago.I only got it back today.
Shall type it out,here it is:
"Only yesterday during lesson-time,I was staring out my classroom window,my gaze fixed on a black-feathered bird lightly hopping on the ledge.I thought of how lucky wild birds were,for they could go almost anywhere in the world with their ability to fly.How happy I would be if I never had to fear falling,for if birds lost their footing,they only had to flap their wings to fly,to save them from the hard concrete ground that lies so far below.
I have always wished that I could fly.That could solve many problems like having to take public transport.Also,flying is so much faster than walking.It would also be a way for me to escape from the stress in my life.I would just flap my wings and fly to all the beautiful places in the world.I wonder what flying feels like?Does it become such a habit for birds that they no longer find joy in flying?
Flight is such a beautiful thing,to be able to soar through the air,not having to worry about falling.How would it feel to have wind beneath my wings,if I were a bird?Would my feathers be so thick,I would not be able to feel the cool water vapour condense on my skin?
As much as flying may be wonderful,everything is good and bad.What if I were soaring happily in the sky,free from all worries,and suddenly a bullet is shot through my wing?I would then start to fall,watching the heavens get further and further away."
I thought it was/is a terrible compo.It was more of thoughts than a compo.It was done by me on Jan 4th 2007,first English lesson of the year.No wonder it was/is terrible.
Ms Yip gave it a 7 1/2 upon 10 (only),her comments on the paper are/were "Interesting piece, Xiulin!Well-written, too!"
I was quite surprised at this.Then I read the compo again and couldn't believe I wrote it.
The last line is like poetry.
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