H | We were at the night market | “What do you want for your birthday?” Kiat, my older brother asked as we meandered around the night market, browsing at the goods on display. It was a busy scene there. Stall-holders were trying to outdo one another with the most attractive merchandise and the best bargains. The boisterous bargaining between vendors and customers was reaching a deafening level as the smell of fried, savoury food was wafting through the air. “How about an i-phone? I know you can’t afford it,” I teased mischievously. “How would you know?” was his reply with a naughty wink. |
O | Buying a present for “I”/ Longed for an i-phone | |
A | Buying and Selling/ browsing/ meandered through | |
R | ||
S | Smell food, Mouthwatering Bargaining Boisterous Noise at deafening level Savouring food | |
E | Happy/ excited |
H | Brother stole i-phone | We continued looking around. All of a sudden, my brother dashed off like a bullet shot out of a pistol. I was flabbergasted! Behind him, an infuriated man was hot on his heels. “Stop running, you rascal!” he cried aloud. What was going on? I thought to myself. Curiosity overwhelmed me and I wasted no time but to give chase. By this time, pairs of eyes were watching the scene with interest. Kiat was weaving in and out of stalls at top speed, with his shoulders hunched low while beads of cold sweat dotted his pimpled forehead. “You thief! Give me back my i-phone!” he yelled. Oh my God! I put two and two together and realized that Kiat had stolen an i-phone for ME! How could he be so foolish! “Run, Kiat, run!” I screamed within my heart. I could only pray for God’s mercy now. |
O | Thinking of stealing the phone and giving it to me/ smelt a rat/ wasted no time escaping | |
A | Stole the phone, dashed off as fast as light/ eyes darted from side to side/ jumped out of harm’s way/ hunched his shoulders | |
R | Chased him/ hot on his heels/ pairs of eyes stared at him/ bulging | |
S | Weaved through the crowd/ panting/beads of cold sweat dotted his forehead/ people shouting “stop” | |
E | curious |
H | Brother got caught | Unfortunately, Lady Luck was not with him. As he sped, the i-phone slipped from his grip, flew from his hand and landed in a deep fryer, filled with blackish, boiling oil. A few brawny men then pounced on him and rained heavy blows on him. The pain must have been so excruciating that even the grip of a dog's jaw would have seemed merely troublesome. Instantly, a pang of sorrow gripped my heart for my brother had become a punching bag! Next, they quickly tied him up with a thick nylon rope and rendered him powerless. “Let me go! Let me go!” Kiat shrieked, struggling to break free. Smack! “Shut up!” the i-phone owner hissed, striking a hard, stinging slap on his face. The stall-holder who owned the deep fryer speedily dug out the sizzling hot i-phone with a pair of tongs and returned it to him. “See what you have done to my i-phone! First, you stole it! And as if that was not bad enough, you threw it into boiling oil!” He took a deep breath and exhaled through his nose, the air hissing through his moustache. Tears started rolling down Kiat’s swollen cheeks which were now dripping with thin streaks of blood. A small crowd, that had gathered around us, were whispering among themselves in hushed tones. “A thief at such a young age!” “A hooligan!” “Serve him right!” “Give him a chance!” |
O | ||
A | Struggled to break free Pleaded for mercy | |
R | Owner of i-phone caught him, Formed a crowd “send him to the police station” “give him a chance” “so young” Suggested calling the police | |
S | Tears rolling down his cheeks Punched him Swollen cheeks. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth | |
E |
H | I pleaded for mercy for my brother | Wails of siren suddenly reverberated through the streets. Police officers hopped off the patrol car and marched towards us. I was shocked to the core by this chain of events. I did not care about what others thought of me. I wanted to save my brother badly. At the defining moment, I knelt down and pleaded, “Please forgive my brother! Please give him another chance.” Kiat stared at me and cried. However, the police officer shook his head adamantly. “I am sorry, son. I’m afraid this has become a police case.” With that, he clinked the handcuffs over his hands. Kiat lowered his head in shame. I was so angry with him! “Why are you so stupid? Why did you have to steal the i-phone for me?” I cried and my eyes took on a reddish hue and two shining tears fell and left two crystal tracks on my cheeks. I grabbed my brother and refused to let go. My heart had shattered into a million pieces. |
O | I did not care about what others thought of me. I wanted to save my brother badly. | |
A | I knelt down/ hands grabbed him, refusing to let go. | |
R | Police turned a deaf ear. | |
S | Fell with a heavy thud, wails of siren reverberated through the street | |
E | Tears rolled down Heart shattered into million pieces Shocked to the core |
H | Brother sent to police station | The police started dragging him toward the police car. “Don’t take away my brother!” I howled and tried to pull the policemen away. The officer brushed me off with a swish and I landed onto the dirt with a dull thud. “I am sorry,” Kiat mouthed as his grief-stricken eyes sliced into mine. The police car soon sped off. I gave chase, screaming, “Kiat! Kiat! Come back!” He was gone. As the crowd dispersed, the patrol car soon disappeared behind the cloak of the night. I was devastated; I knew I was going to miss him for a long, long time. |
O | ||
A | I chased after police car. | |
R | Dragged away by police, police pushed him to the ground Brother said bye | |
S | Crowd dispersed | |
E | Missed my brother |
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