Friday, May 16, 2008
=) i got 28/30 for my english composition. which i don't know i think the marker was too light handed. it's like the highest compo mark i ever got in my life. so im going to put up my composition here so that Dear nicole and Rachel who is mine !!!who likes reading my blog so much and many others who arent in my class would get to read it.
hope you enjoy it
(dedicated to my dad for being there even though he never showed it)
the task given was
Describe a building you hoped would not be demolished because of sentimental reasons. (descriptive essay)
so here goes nothing
I think this story deserves a good title so urm...
It all began here
After many years, it continued standing. Against the weather, the pollution and the changing world. It's windows lost their sparkle and there were no doors. For twenty years it stood, watching us, ever so silently. Watching the world change, the stars and me. The greenhouse lost its colour, its petty coat of red had faded away. The greenhouse used to be filled with different species fo planrs. It was filled with life and two voices, laughing, crying and even cheering. now all it holds was the memories of the past.
We used to go to the greenhouse, to escape from the outside world. It was our place of solitude and peace. It was our sanctuary. Back then you were healthy and loved growing plants. If only that accdident never happened. Every night, after you got back from work. We would head down to the greenhouse and you would tell me stories, we spent weekeneds in the greenhouse, occasionally mom came along. She never liked the greenhouse, to her it was a building with many many plants. But to us it was our playground, our sanctuary and most of all it was the place where father and daughter bond.
I spent most of my childhood days in the greenhouse, playing, laughing and just loving to be with you. You tried to build a swing for me dad, I regretted asking for it now. I was only seven, with a mind of a five year old. I saw a picture of a swing in a garden and i thought it would be wonderful if i had one . So I asked you you to build a swing in the greenhouse and you said you would.
To me it took ages for you to construct the swing. I was impatient and would often throw tantrums until you went into the greenhouse to contiue building. I was ungrateful and took for granted that you will be by my side forever, how wrong i was.
As the years flew by, we grew further apart. Your job was tiring and i was being unfillial. Many times you asked me to go back to the greenhouse with you and my replu would be " you promised me a swing dad it has been so long, where is the swing? I would only go back with you when the swing has been built." How i regretted saying that now.
If i were to be granted three wishes, one of them would be spending one last day with you. We would go back to the greenhouse, and we would play like how we used to. Who cares if the swing was never finished. All i want now is to spend some time with the dad who loved his daughter too much, but never knew how to express that love.
One last day with you is all i ask for, to have one more day. We could run around the greenhouse, or just sit and chat. You never knew the problems i had, what i was going through, how i wish you were here now. We could even do some gardening togeter or we could clean up the greenhouse. All i want now would be to have one final day with you.
You promised to teach me how to fish (leh this is so true), how to garden and how to recognise flowers. But you left before you could teach. I say a prayer everyday, praying for the driver who knocked you down, hoping that he wil find salvation. Praying to you, telling you secrets which no one else knew. Sometimes I wonder if you are listening to my every word. Watching my every actions and I would hope that you would come and comfort me when I felt depressed. Do deceased parents become their child's guardian angel? Sometimes I hope that you would be.
The day when I heard that you passed away, I was only eleven (guess what so true). But i knew that i would not be seeing you anymore. I ran to the greenhouse and cried. It was the saddest day of my life, knowing that you would not be a part of my life anymore. I stayed in the greenhouse for two days, hoping that you would miraculously reappear. Hoping that you will spend one more day with me. But the sad truth was the you would not be beside me again.
The greenhouse has stood for more than twenty years. It lost its beauty, its sparkle and its colour. Most of all it lost the laughter which was once teeming with the sounds of a dad and his daughter. I died the day you died ( so true). I was never the same again. Demolition works are going on around the area where the greenhouse stood. I hope that it would not reach the greenhouse. The greenhouse holds more than plants and a half constructed swing. It holds memories of my past which i would never want to forget. The memory of my beloved dad. To me everytime I pass by the greenhouse, i would feel a presence and I knew that you may have died in this world. But you continure living on in the greenhouse.
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Well urm i combined ideas from the secret garden and since i don't know how to manage a garden i switched it to a greenhouse. Urm well basically most of them is rather fake except for the dad part. i actually almost cried writing this paper.
i was thinking of dad well writing this paper... well hope you enjoyed reading
- who loved his son so much, but never knew
how to express that love-
thanks to http://www.runnerduck.com/images/greenhouse.jpg for this wonderful photo
