Draft
4 : Final Draft for Process Writing I
The Story Of A File
Yeah! It was the last day of 2013 where kids and their parents come and
buy new stationery. I was seated on the shelves of the Popular Book Store for 6
months and yet every customer who walks by the shelf I was seated on and will
take a look at me and tempted to get me but upon seeing my price tag, they
sadly turn away and went to get other of my shelf mates as my price was too
expensive for them to afford. But then a girl walked past the shelf and was
attracted to me like bees to honey. She pulled her mother and came to my shelf
to get a closer look. Her eyes grew wider and wider as she saw the beautiful patterns
on me.
I was thrilled when she looked at me with those tempting eyes which tell
me that she wants to get me. After giving deep consideration, she was
clock-sure. She then pleaded her mother
to get me then, her mother thought deeply and said, “Okay”. I was a dog with
two tails for my owner for choosing me rather than the other shoppers which
just cuts your coat according to your cloth.
Soon after, I was put into a bag which in the center specified POPULAR.
I was grinning from ear to ear and thought that my owner was a light in a sea
of darkness. Then, I was brought to my owner home. When I entered my home, I
was scanning the house 360 degrees. It was magnificent, then I was brought to
the girl’s room and was laid down on the girl’s study desk. I was pasted with
the girl’s name sticker so as she can identify me. Then, I thought what would I
be filed with? English Worksheets? Math Worksheets? Science Worksheets? Chinese
Worksheets? And other thoughts flooded my mind.
As soon as I knew it, I was being brought to the girl’s school: Chong
Boon Secondary School. I was thrilled to meet the girl’s classmates and
teachers. The school bell rang and there I was seated with the girl in her bag
for her silent reading. One of my bag mates, storybook was taken out for the
girl to read. After that, I went to the
girl’s classroom, which I was filled with the girl’s class timetable then a few
other consent forms. I was so elated as how useful I become to the girl. Every
day, I was taken out for the girl to take her homework out from me and every
day she would smile at me as she admired my beauty.
The days past and soon it was the end of the year, I was being taken out
of the girl’s school bag and was given a warm water bath, ah! How relaxing, I
thought to myself. So the next school year arrived and then the same thing
happened like the previous year and in a blink of an eye, 5 year had past and
by then I wad old and worn out and so I was being dumped into the rubbish bin . I was seating there waiting for my owner to
come and pick me up. As I wanted them to
use me again as they just had to give a clean bath and I’ll be as good as new.
I was so sad and disappointed that I sobbed and sobbed for days.
Suddenly an old frail man came to pick up the rubbish bag and fixed his
glaze on me, I was shocked and at the same time startled back at him. He said,
“This would be the perfect gift for my granddaughter!” And so he picked me up
and threw the other rubbish.
He took me to his house and then
gave me to his granddaughter. His
granddaughter was thrilled when she saw me. So from that day onwards this
family became my owner. They took care of me as if as I was gold.
Just when I thought I was dumped for good, I became a treasure to one
again. I have found my happy days once more and thought the phrase “every cloud
has a silver lining” was very appropriate.