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JH English Monthly Writing Competitions – Tina Li
Huili JH English Department have held their final writing competition of the year! This month’s challenge was ‘Descriptive Essay,’ and pupils were challenged to write a descriptive account of encountering a fierce animal in the wild. Tina Li from 9C clawed her way to victory with her descriptive narrative that captured the dangers of the wild. We welcome you to listen to her interview with her English teacher, Ms. Cannaby, as Tina shares her experience writing this article.
We will return next year with a brand-new JH Writing Competition series! We look forward to your participation. In the meantime, have a fantastic summer and watch out for wild animals!
This Episode Is In English
First Place Article Below;
On a green bus, I traveled across the African savannah with a couple of friends. The driver took us north so that we could see wild animals that were scattered here and there on the boundless dark yellow grasslands.
Suddenly, from the distance there came a roar. “That sounds like a lion!” Alex said excitedly. Immediately, I heard the babble of many voices on our bus. The driver seemed to fully understand our intention and headed to the source of that roar.
After about ten minutes of driving, the lions could be seen. Even though I had seen lions earlier inside the zoo, it was still very thrilling to see them in the wild. I raised my camera to take pictures. From the lens, I saw two male lions, three lionesses, and a cub. Next to them, there was a carcass of a dead bull, which had been pretty much eaten. It looked like they had just finished eating, I thought. The lionesses were playing with the cub and grooming it. The males were lying on the ground and looking into the distance; it seemed that they were detecting if there were enemies in the vicinity.
Soon, I noticed that one male lion stood up and looked straight at us. He seemed alert and as if he would run to us at any time. “I think we should not be too close to the lions,” I warned the driver.
“Right! Tina!” The driver agreed as he pulled the car a little further away from the lions.
From a distance, we continued to watch the lions and take photos of them. As the sun went down, the appearance of the lions in my camera gradually blurred. It was replaced by some very good-looking black contours, and under the golden and scarlet sunset, I felt as if I had seen the scene in the movie. The lions finally walked away before the sun disappeared.
On my way back, I still felt my heart throbbing. It was a short meet with the lions, but I believed it would be immortal in my mind.