The Great Singapore Sale

The Great Singapore Sale is here!
Everything thirty to eighty percent off!
Whoa! Look at all the glamour in the
shops, shelves stocked high and mighty with
everything from lipsticks to baby needs!

Look at the crowd! Started half a day
before shops opened, Look at their
enthusiasm and manners! Queuing up orderly
and quietly with smiles on their faces.

The gates were lifted, the enthusiasm turned to
lust. Their eyes glowed with the array of
goods, their mouths dropped open
with greed written on their lips.

Without any warning, they charged in like bulls.
Manners forgotten, smiles forsaken.
Arms and legs frailed as they squeezed
through the tiny opening, Shouts
of displeasure rang through the crowd,
mixed with the wail of newborns, the
high-pitched squeaks of women. Men grunted
as they shoved each other in their rush to get
toothpaste. Clothes strewn all over,
advertisements stampeded, torn and wasted.

After rush hour, things settled down. Crowds
started to cease, the air grew quieter. A
quivering old man made his way over, his hands
quaked as he picked up the discarded on the floor.
He gasped for air as he lifted the mop to clean the
milk, spit and footprints. Spying a piece of
biscuit on the floor, he carefully limped over and
with strain, stuffed his dinner into his overalls.

Linda Ye
4E