Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 211

New Journeys to the West
Discovery Mind Primary School , Hammond , Mia - 10

1200 years ago , there lived a brave young man called Xuan Zang . He was a monk , who wanted to find his spirituality . He had a very big heart and always cared for others .

One day he decided that he was going to travel along the south western mountains and arrive in India . He then went to his town council and asked them if anybody would like to come with him on his adventurous , exciting and fun journey . The head of the council said that the Monkey King , the friar and the talking pig will accompany him on his amazing quest . So they all packed their bags and got changed into some comfortable clothes .
They all met at the start of the trail ( the trail that goes along the south western mountains ) and the head counselor , who was the friar ’ s brother , sent them off and wished them luck . After walking for about an hour they encounter the marvellous mountains . The mountains were first seen by the Monkey King . Both the friar and Xuan Zang saw the mountains too . “ Wait for me ” said the talking pig , who was far behind them , with a deep and tired voice . When they were only halfway up the first mountain the talking pig was confident that he wouldn ' t be able to finish this adventure without passing out or even dying .
Not only the Monkey King but also the friar could see Mount Everest . “ Finally we have arrived at Mount Everest ,” mumbled the friar . Then the mountain was seen by Xuan Zang .” I can see it too , it ’ s spectacular ,” commented Xuan Zang . Two minutes later , the lazy and tired talking pig caught up with them . “ These mountains are roller coasters ,” he screamed
Once they were at the top of Mount Everest the Friar started to get frostbite . “ It ’ s freezing ” mumbled the friar . Slowly , the friar started to freeze from his head to his toes . “ The friar is freezing up ,” screamed the talking pig . Xuan Zang started to have millions of questions flying through his mind . What if the friar does not make it ? What are they going to do ?” I ’ ll cover him with my fur ,” responded the Monkey King . So the Monkey King quickly covered the Friar with his long and hairy fur .” It ’ s not working !” shouted the Xuan Zang ….
“ Okay , i ’ ll fly him over to the hot springs in Japan then ” said the Monkey King . Now everyone was terrified . “ Okay , but come right back , it should only take you five minutes to fly there and back and five minutes to warm him ,” said Xuan Zang . “ Okay !” exclaimed the Monkey King .
Ten minutes later , the Monkey King came back with the friar . They were all happy that the friar was back . They kept on walking day and night . They were going to keep walking until they reached the magnificent land of India . After two weeks of tiring nights and tiring days they could finally see India . It was as beautiful as a peacock ' s tail . While they were too busy chattering away about how beautiful India was , a big red monster snuck up behind them . He was aiming to wait until they turn around but he couldn ' t get their attention . “ Roar ” screamed the monster , who wanted to eat them , with a thundering voice . They all jumped and ran away as fast as they could but they weren ' t fast enough . The monster had a rough and spiky back and worst of all he was a man-eating monster .
One second later , they saw a tall and hairy Monkey God , it was Hanuman a God from India . He attacked the mean and hurtful monster with his long weapon . “ Thank you Hanuman ,” said Xuan Zang . They were all grateful for what he did for them . “ You ’ re welcome ” Hanuman replied , with a loud and confident voice . Hanuman was a kind-hearted and powerful God , he always cared for others and never let people down .
The Monkey King told them stories about his adventures , meanwhile Hanuman made fires to keep them warm . After traveling through India for three weeks they arrived at a spectacular landmark . It had a path where elephants were roaming around and a crystal clear lake in front of it . The wind was whistling in the air and it smelt like freshly baked gingerbread cookies . It was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen .