Draft One

A Legendary Story of a Natty Girl

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lives in a small apartment with her parents. The little girl’s name was Pauline Chau, and she can never spell her name right. She went to a private kindergarten and was a trouble to everyone. Yet, she had a lot of friends and was famous in her school. Every week, all the students and teachers would go out to the field and bowel to the flag of Taiwan. At that time, students are allowed to tell stories in front of the whole school and she was always the one who came up. Most of the time, she would say the story of Three Little Pigs or the Seven Sheep, but usually with a small twist made by herself. She always has a great time at school, but for some reason, she hated school.

Once at school, like everyday Pauline’s father would drive her to school. He would bring a small towel with him so he can clean her face before she goes to school. She and her father had a great relationship.

This day, when she got to school, she had an arrangement with a teacher, complaining about how bad the teachers are. She wanted to be a teacher so she can show that been a teacher that all kids like was as easy as taking a nap. On that day, she became the teacher and the teacher became a student. Around ten o’clock, she read stories to students and things were fine. Soon, after the stories she let all the kids to go out to the field and to do what ever they want. But as soon as people start playing, she disappeared.

Like I’ve mentioned, she was a trouble to every one, so when the teachers found her and tried to claim her down, she held a fist in her hand and use all her strength to give the teacher a hard pouch. She realized how bad of a job to be a teacher is and felt scared and embarrass. Everyone was surprised and she ran away. Been disrespectful to a teacher was the last thing people would do in Taiwan, hitting a teacher equal prepare to die the next day She realized she had done what was called never to do so she quickly ran away to the unexpected place for anyone. It was under the stairs where some people park their bikes. There was a door behind all the bikes. Good thing she wasn’t too big of a girl, so she could go through all the small spaces between bikes.

To be a trouble, hitting teacher was only the first lagan. Next thing she did wasn’t something amazing, but no one ever have the gust to do in Taiwan. After she can no longer hear the foot steps, she figured it was about nap time. Nap time was the quietest moment of kindergarten. Not only are the kids sleeping, but also the teachers. She sneaked out of the little room and walked step by step outside and stood before the fens. She looked at it and after a long pause, she raised her hands and reached as far as she could on the fens and tied to get her feet in the holes. It was tall fens, and she had trouble climbing over it. It wasn’t easy for her, but she did it. Unfortunately, she wasn’t aware of the cameras, but what she did, was the lagan of this school, of the maddest girl in kindergartens.

Five years after her graduation, she was still a natty girl, yet in a different way. She became natty because of her language for it was funny and inoffensive. She grew taller, smarter with better manners. All the people were surprised. They must had thought that she had not changed, but now everyone were asking who is she. Teachers were using the natty lagan of her. Laughing at her and talk about how she had changed.

It was a great day when she went visit her school. Everyone was there again. Just like the good old days for everything was the same. Except this time, she was showing her good heart.

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  1. alex said,

    May 30, 2006 @ 8:18 pm

    Alex Coe
    Period-2
    Essay

    5 years ago when I was 9 years old, I had just come back home from traveling all over Europe and Israel, to find a trashed house. In my mom’s room, clothes were all over the floor. Her shoes were everywhere, and amour was tipped over. In my bedroom my stuff was also everywhere. Headbands, jewelry, my stereo, socks, nails polish, everything was everywhere! My mom and I did not really think it was a break-in, we thought that maybe it was her friend’s kids that were feeding our fish. Maybe they were roughhousing in our house and tossed some stuff around. The next day, my mom called her friend and told her to ask her kids if they had messed up our house, and they said they didn’t. My mom thought that they were probably lying because they didn’t want to get into any trouble. Later the next day, my mom and I were doing laundry, when we saw that one of our basement windows was broken. Glass was shattered all over the ground. My mom and I got really freaked out so we called the police and asked them to search our house and to board up our window. They said it was defiantly a break-in and that we should be careful for the next week or so, just keep on guard. The following week we got an alarm system installed. So now whenever we open a door or window leading to the outside, there’s a dinging noise. We figured out that, over that summer, my nanny and her friend were using our computer, and they herd a noise downstairs and they got scared and left. After that, the robber probably got scared and left out the side door. Since my mom’s jewelry was at my grandmothers, for safe keeping, the robbers couldn’t take it. We don’t think that they ended up taking anything at all. The police said that, from then on, whenever somebody knocked at our door, we had to ask who it was before we opened it. And never not answer a door, because then people just go around to your backyard and break in there, cause they think that nobody is home.

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