Thursday, September 15, 2011

Essay for Sir L

This is an essay that my friend wrote.It is her english homework that suppose to be submit to her teacher the next day.She was so off her mind that time.So,she started to write such a hilarious story.The essay was entitled "My Interesting Syawal" :-

 The night of my first Syawal was filled with the sound of fire crackers. The popping sound was funny because it sounded Shafira's fart. The exploded fireworks that my cousins made strangely looks like you sir L.Suddenly, the dropping ray from the fireworks turn into ketupat and rendang daging and the rendang daging dirt our new baju raya.Then, my mother came to pick each of the daging and ketupat for our supper.It is so yummy.But then, Nadia was seen. I was so amazed when she came with her wings and she also carries a baby with her. Nadia gave the baby to me and she asked to buy a baju kurung for the baby and went away.
  Second syawal, the baby that Nadia gave turned into a teen figure that lookes like Hanin Syaida. I was shocked! Hanin then turned into a very beautiful dress and i wore it for the day. It was funny  when hanin died like that.Haha! And at the evening, Nadia came to me again and said she wanted to pick  Hanin. I said i wore her and then Nadia went mad and curse me into a cow and then my mum cooked me and then my life ended here in this 'mulia' Syawal.Ended as a rendang daging.

Comment for my dear friend ;
  • i love the way you tells the sound of firecrackers.I've never found anyone who thinks firecrackers sounded like a fart.haha
  • the explanation of exploded fireworks is quite bad but its funny.thumbs up...How could you write such thing to your teacher??
  • How can i turned into a dress? Well,though imagination..but,its not fair the way i die..and ......you're laughing when seeing me die turning into a dress??!!
p/s : credits to me... saving her from being kicked out from class..she wanted to submit this essay to her teacher..and i took the paper from her hand..(okay,it was a lie after all)

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