Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 12 | Page 59

gentlemen will carry a stick, don’t you know? He also wear a pocket watch chained to his waistcoat.” Samuel was
astonished and thought these were costume in old Shanghai.
“I have been told that there is a sound film showing in a big cinema. Do you want to come with me to buy some
tickets?” asked Tim. “Sure, why not.” answered Samuel promptly. He wanted see the life style of old shanghai
people on the street. They walked along the road heading to the cinema. Samuel noticed there were slogan poster
glued on walls and electricity posts amongst of some commercial advertisements. "Down with Imperialism!",
"Down with Militarism!", “Japanese, get out of our country” and etc. Samuel was not good in Chinese History
but he understood these slogans represented some school of thoughts of scholars and students. A few rows of
protestors came from around the corner and shouted out their demands along the road. Some policemen waved
their sticks and chased the protestors. “Hurry up, let’s go back home,” said Tim anxiously to Samuel, “There
would be fights in chaos.” Samuel couldn’t agree more because he did not want to be hurt. The boys dashed back
home and threw themselves onto the coach. “I am so tired.” said Samuel when he finally calmed down and felt
hungry.
“Wake up, Sam.” Samuel’s mother shook his shoulder softly, “Dinner is ready.” “Oh, it was a dream but it was
so real” Samuel whispered. He looked at the music box and decided to find out more about the old Shanghai later.