Here is a model composition suitable for Primary 4 - "A regretful lesson." Below you will find an essay (DRAFT 2) written by one of our students. Our students go through multiple drafts. What you will find in this blogpost is the improved final draft of the composition. Overcoming fear composition.
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Model composition: A regretful lesson
Student: Loh Biao Rong, P4 (Improved version)
Pictures given: Bicycle
A regretful lesson (Primary 4)
Loh Biao Rong, Chongfu Primary
Student: Loh Biao Rong
Picture used: Bicycle
I have a routine of going out cycling on every Saturday. I was expecting it to be yet another uneventful Saturday morning when I took my bicycle out. The cars and buses basked under the glory of the sun and hues of orange and purple dominated the skies. As usual, I will be going out cycling. At the house gate while I was wearing my socks, my mother reminded me, “Son, remember to put on your helmet and knee pads”, but it fell on deaf ears and as happy as a lark, I mounted on my bicycle, ready to have a pleasant ride. Little did I know something bad was going to happen.
My bicycle moved as fast as lightning while I was enjoying the breeze against my skin. After a few minutes of riding, something shocking happened. A dog was just trying to cross the road without spotting my bicycle coming. In the speed of lightning, I pressed the brakes of the bicycle. Paying all the attention on the dog, my hand, suddenly and automatically changed the direction of the bicycle and it hit a lamp post instead of the dog. My whole body flew out of the bicycle and unfortunately, my right knee hit the lamp post and I fell on the ground. My vision started to be blurry, and then everything went black.
I woke to the stench of disinfectant. Although my vision was blurry, I could see that my right knee was wrapped with a thick bandage. Just then, I realized that I was in a hospital. My vision got clearer and I saw my parents sitting at the side of my bed. Their eyes were the size of two golfballs and their bodies were shaking non-stop. My mother asked, “Son, why did you ignore the reminder I gave to you?” Regret washed over my face. I was reprimanded by the doctor for not wearing a helmet.
From that day onwards, I always wore a helmet and a pair of knee pads before going for a ride. I was regretful of my actions because I needed to stay at the hospital for one month. This memory will forever be etched in the deep recesses of my mind.
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