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Essay
What I Did Last School Holiday
Last school holiday, my family and I went back to our
hometown, the eagerly-awaited holidays bring a respite from homework, lessons,
extracurricular activities and exams. For me, spending a holiday at home is
equally unbearable.
0n the
last day of school, I eagerly waited for the bell to ring at 1:10
p.m.. Then, I felt like a caged bird hat has just been set free. I slang my bag
over my shoulder and make a beeline for the bust station. My hometown!
We started
our journey early in the morning. When we arrived, we had a quick lunch. I make
a short exchange and headed for my favourite spot here- a
secluded corner of my grandfather durian orchards. There under a shady spot, I
sat down a surveyed the surroundings.
Here, far away from claustrophobic classrooms, rushing crowds, busy sidewalks
and congested streets, I enjoyed the solitude of nature. As I took my seat on a
flimsy woody bench, and looked around me, I can see a flurry of activities.
Birds flew gracefully and noiselessly above me while bees traveled
flirtatiously from tree to tree, colourful butterflies flit about here and there flapping their fragile
wings and ants scurry in a single file carrying bits of food on their tiny
backs.
A soft cool breeze bowed. I can hear the soft rustle of leaves. The air is
heavy with the scent of shrubs and grasses coupled with the scent of ripe
durians.
I lied on my back with my hand clasped behind my head and watched streaks of
sunlight filtering through the canopy of leaves. Soon I fall into short but
deep slumber. When I woke up, I can see the sun slowly descending behind a row
of far hills. Although I would love to linger for a little longer, I moved away
reluctantly and leaved knowing that Opal would be waiting for me.
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