The shopping mall was packed like sardines, with
shoppers milling around for the best bargains. It was like a
jamboree as jovial chatters filled the air. The synergy of the
boisterous crowd was all around but poor Sam was not interested at
all. He had a horrible (bad) stomachache and his tummy was
churning like a washing machine (simile). He had to visit the
toilet urgently! If not, he would probably soil his pants!
Clutching his abdomen tightly, he weaved his way through the
alsie, looking for the rest room. He ran as quick as his legs
could carry him. Finally, he reached the washroom and did his
business.
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After emerging from the miniscule cubicle, he
proceeded to the basin to wash his hands. Suddenly, a ringing
tone reverberated in the air. Curiosity got the better of him.
What could it be? He craned his neck high and low and found a
mobile phone on that toilet floor. Wow! It was the latest
I-phone 5S. Instantly, a brainwave hit him like a lightning
bolt.. His impish mind thought, “Maybe, just maybe, I could
keep it for myself. Hehehe!” He smiled at that brilliant idea.
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Just then, the little gadget came alive again.
After major dithering, he pressed the 'answer' button. “Hello,
hello? Is anyone there?” came a fretful voice. Weighing out his
conscience and his desire, Sam was knitting his thin brows
together earnestly, thinking whether he should answer the caller.
After contemplating seriously, he turned a deaf ear and pressed
the 'reject' button on the phone screen.
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Just then, a dashing gentleman entered the toilet
and saw Sam who was trying to keep the phone in his pocket. His
face contorted in fury and he walked in angry strides towards Sam.
“Give me back MY phone!” he raged in a high-pitched nasal
voice.
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Sam could sense the tinge of rage in his tone.
Cornered, he froze on the spot. Fear pulsated in him as his palms
turned clammy . His mind was racing for a back-up plan. Should he
kick his balls and dash off? Or should he try his latest karate
moves?
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Fortunately, he came to his senses (realised his
mistake) and with a slight tinge of disinclination, he surrendered
the phone to the owner and apologised fervently. He expected an
earful from the man but left in a hurry. Sam sighed as he saw him
disappear behind the toilet door. He wished he could have the
latest phone but – it is definitely better to be a boy of
integrity than anything else.
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Saturday, February 9, 2013
PSLE: Toilet Surprise
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"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."
Henry David Thoreau
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Henry David Thoreau
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