Fahmi is called to the principal's office after spray painting graffiti in an empty classroom. He is terrified of the consequences but is surprised when the principal appreciates his artwork and proposes making the room an art studio. Fahmi is appointed president of the new art club. Natasya is falsely accused of stealing money from her teacher's purse by her jealous classmate Maria. Through a series of events, Maria's scheme is revealed and she apologizes. It has been raining all day. While home alone, the narrator encounters a large rat in the kitchen. A battle ensues, resulting in injuries before the rat escapes. When the narrator's mother returns, they clean up and

1. NARRATIVE ESSAY
Question : Write your story beginning with " My heart beat frantically as I made
my way to the principal’s office "
My heart beat frantically as I made my way to the principal's office . My mind could
not figure out what would be the possible consequences and punishment from the
principal.“I am guilty and there is no way the principal can forgive me”.I told myself. I
felt like I was going to be given a very stern punishment.Then I tried to figure out why I
was in this mess.
It story started when my mom gave birth to a new baby boy in our family . I was in
cloud nine that day as my father told me that I have a new brother . " Wohoo ! " I
shouted. I put the phone back to its original place after Ispoke to my dad. I was not
really myself that day . I shook hands with all the students in my classroom.I could see
they were starring at me with strange faces.Most of my classmates were baffled initially
until I told them about this new brother.Then slowly one by one stood up and
congratulated me.So I told them I would persuade my dad to throw a small party over
the weekend to celebrate this occasion.Everyone was looking forward to this
occasion.In my classroom,I was commonly known as a quiet and shy boy.I didn’t talk
too much unless someone asked me to. But today, after that good news,I completely
change myself.I was just like a character of a "wood-pecker" as I made a lot of annoying
noises in the class .
Kring ! Kring !.The bell rang and it was time to go home. I quickly packed all my stuff
into my school bag and ran towards the main gate with a fantastic speed . I could not
wait to get home to meet my newborn brother . After five minutes,I felt bored. I walked
around the school compund . While walking, I could see something that caught my
eyes.I picked up five bottles of wood-sprayer in various colour which are commonly
used by PMR students for their Life Skill''s carpenting projects.Then,I ran to a new
building at a compound nearby.The building was almost completed and most of the
classrooms were already used. There was another one room left and the school
management wasn’t sure of what should be done to that empty room .
Without hesitation, Spurshhhhhhh ... ! I started spraying at the main door.It reads,“
Welcome to the world of Arts "with a combination of two vivid colours in graffity style. It
looked catchy as the backround of the door was lily-white . After I had sprayed the
main door , then I started to spray the room's wall.It reads, “This place is only for
talented ones”.The colour matched the wall and it was done beautifully.Out of the blue,I
heard some clear footsteps.I could guess that footsteps must be owned by a big size
person. My hair stood up and I could feel my heart’s drumbeat. The happiness and
excitement that I had just now vanished in no time.The steps were coming closer.I
slowly sneaked out to identify who was the owner of the footsteps.
. Oh gosh! All I could see was a grumpy tall man cladded with black suit.It was my
principal! I tried to find a way out but it was useless.I boosted my mind as the footsteps
became nearer.Aha! then an idea struck my mind. When the door opened, I dashed
out.He grabbed my school shirt to stop me from running away and I quickly closed his

2. eyes with my palms wishing that he couldn’t see me. I was really panicked and my body
was trembling.Without hesitation, I pushed him strongly and he fell down.I ran as fast
as a lightning and luckily my dad was in the car waiting for me.I then realized my name
tag fell somewhere.No more thinking,I jumped into dad’s car.
The next day I went to school as usual and pretended nothing had
happenend.Like the usual shy boy that do not talk or entertain to anyone unless
someone wanted to say hello, I sat at my place besides Mahaddi,my close friend.I
quickly grabbed the assignment on English literature given by Sir Rosdi.I knew that Sir
Rosdi was watching me very closely and he suspected that I had a problem to settle.My
heart beat faster when my name was called out through the paging system.“ Attention to
Fahmi Azan from 5 Amanah, please report immediately to the principal’s room right
now!” That was the hoarse voice that I heard before. My blood started to flow faster and
I could feel the andrenaline flowing..All the eyes were straight on me including Sir
Rosdi. They were wandering why the principal was making the announcement himself.
.I quickly walked to the principal’s office .As I arrived there I knocked the door politely.
“Come in!” .Gulp ! Only God knows how I felt right now. I slowly opened the door and
entered the room.The room was so cool as cool as my body. “Please have a sit”.My
principal quipped.After being interoggated for almost half an hour,I felt so calm.I listened
attentively and nodded.He told me that he was attracted to my arts and proposed the
room that I sprayed being made “The school art’s room.”What a surprise! I smiled and
thanked him. He also proposed an Art’s club and appointed me as the president of the
club.I hugged him tightly.He was so shocked but happy with my reactions.
I shook his hands and thanked him for his kindness.I never expect this dramatic event
took a 360 degree turn.It wasn’t a mess as I thought initially…..
WRITE AN ESSAY BEGINING WITH:NATASYA WAS VERY SURE THAT SHE DIDNT DO IT
Natasya was very sure that she didn't do it. She triedto explained it butMissRaudah didn't trust her. She had no idea who tookthe money.
She could not hold backher tearswhen the teacher accused her stealingthe money.
The story began when MissRaudah, Natasya'sEnglish teacher entrusted her to keep an eye on her purse. Then, the teacher went to the
ladiesand left Natasya alonein the class. When Maria passed the class, she saw Natasya sat lonely whilestudying and a blackelegant
stylish purse beside her. Maria had an idea to frame on Natasya.She wasso jealousof Natasya since the first day Natasya reported to
school.
Indeed Mariawasa jealousgirl.She envied that Natasya alwaysbeingpraised by the teachers. Maria wasconsidered asa wet blanket and
sometimeslabelled asa blacksheep in her class.Nobody in the classliked her. Then, she enteredthe classand spoke to Nata sya. She told
Natasya that someone wanted to see her outside. Natasya immediately stood up andwent outside. Maria wasso happy that Natasya
believedher.Immediately she tooka lot of money from the purse and put itintoNatasya'sbag. When Maria wastaking the money, she didn't
relised that Aliyasaw her from a small window on the other side of the class.
Aliya tried to leave theplace secretly but Maria stopped her. Maria quickly held Aliya'shand and said "hey ! Just pretend t hat you didn't
know anything about this." Aliya got scared and nodded her head.A few minuteslater, Natasya enteredthe classand continuedher
reading.Then MissRaudah came intothe classto take her purse back and thanked Natasya. While walkingout of the class, Miss Raudah
found out that the zipwhere she put the cash in wasunzipped.She wentbackto Natasya and said, " Oh gosh ! where is my money ?".Then
she asked Natasya. Natasya denied taking thethe money.MissRaudah wasa bit mad and told herthat she had to refer the case t o the
Principal. Then, Mariacame inand told MissRaudah that she saw Natasya unzippedthe bagand tookthe cash.
The thingswasmade worst when Miss Raudah threatenedto take Natasya to see the Principal.Sothe three of them went andsee the
Principal. MissRaudah reported about her lost money.ThenMaria volountered to checkNatasya’s bag in her classroom.

3. The Almighty wasthe greatest.Mariafell into a drainwhile running excitedly to getthe money from Natasya’sbag.She didn’t realise that Alya
had earlier tookthe money and wason her way to the Principal’soffice to handover the money to MissRaudah.
Aliya saw Natasya and she could not hold backher tearswhen looking at the innocent Natasya who had been accused.ThenAliya handed
over the money to MissRaudah and explainedthe chronology of the events.The Principal orderedMaria to quickly come to hisoffice.
Maria waswalking in pain andcouldnot hold her tears.She wasfeelingashamedand apologised to MissRaudah and Natasya for the
incident. Sincethat day, Maria moved to another school asshe could not take the embarrasment anymore.
NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY BEGINING WITH,IT HAD BEEN RAINING ALL DAYS...
It had been raining all day,at timesit rainslike cat and dogs. At that moment,I slightly doubt the weather forecast since it forecasted thatthe
sun was going to scorch mercilessly.I sighed with reliefand stared at the clockwith bemusement. It wasa lmost 6.00 p.m. but mom didnot
returned from the supermarket yet.Thesky was getting darker. " Oh mom, where are you? " I was feelinga bit uneasy..
I dragged myself to close my bedroom'sdoor. Out of the blue, a sudden crickling sound thatcame from th e kitchen mademe jump infright.
All of a sudden, I feel a surge of pure terror, my heartsstarted to thud in panic.I could notbreatheeasily knowing thatt here might be
someone in my kitchen.Ohmy god ! Thisthing cannot behappening to me, someone was breaking intomy house? Nobody by my side for
the moment andhow couldI tackle this.The fact thatI need to face theperson all by myself mademe jittery and wanted to burst into tears.
But, I took a deep breath plucking my courageand I grabbed my hockey stick.Then I bravely went downstairsdespite my handswere
slightly shaking.Tomy horror, my worst nightmare wasanswered.It wasn’t what I expected. AsI opened the kitchen'sdoor, there wasa big ,
plump rat staring nastily at me.Thus,mademe screamed on topof my voice asthoughthe rat wasgoing to biteme. Now, it wasbetween me
and that nasty rat. It would be another war. In a blinkof an eye, the rat wason my foot and I ran around the dining table.Still it wasn’t enough
for that nasty rat,it jumped on methusmaking me yelled!Oh gosh!“Thiswar is not going to be over yet” I quipped.Unknowingly, asthe battle
between the rat and I was progressing, my hockey stick which I held firmly hit onepile of plateson the tableand the plateswere scattered
into pieces. AsI was too engross to hit the plumprat, I accidentally stepped on thepiecesof broken platesand the pieces hurt my feet.It was
really bad. Asmy feet, was prickling with pain, I sat down, defeated whilerat tookthe opportunity escaped through a hole on therooftop..My
legswere trembling, my fingerstwisted slightly. God, what a fiasco !
As I was looking for cotton budand plaster to attendto my injuredfoot,thebell rang andthe sound " I'm home, honey ", ech oing inmy ears.
Then, mom went straight to the kitchento put away the groceries.She stood rooted in disbelief. Shelooked at me with red eyes, lookingat
my bleeding feetand thenlooked at the kitchen before saying,'' What have gone wrong,my dear? " I told her the entire story while she was
cleaningmy wound.I wasreally terrifiedthat she would scold me but thenshe looked up and curved a smile, tryinghard to refrainherself
from laughing outloud. Shetoldme thatshe had the same experienceasI did.It waseven worse where she needed to battle withtwo rats.
The clockthen striked at 7.30 p.m and we were all done cleaningup the messthat I had unwittingly created.Without hesitation,I asked my
mom, what about that nasty rat which certainly would come back.My mum confidently answered, " Don’t worry my dear,we will make sure
thisround the rat won’t escape..Maybe we will make the rat eat what it likes,the poison rat.” I smiled and hopedthere would never be another
titanic battlewith the rat.But if ever the rat comebackagain,thistime I hopeit would face meand my mom.