Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 101

The Unexpected Journey St Paul's Convent School, Lai, Elita - 14 Flipping through the pages scribbling the remembrance in a million rages, the hall had altered into a war zone competing to attain the title of a study clone. Whilst everyone else thought that was glorious, he sat drooling over the blanks, hardly serious — for he was merely living up to expectations as the boy who missed several graduations. The tick tocks echoed, as if he ever cared. All of a sudden his eyes sprang open unprepared! With a muffled groan of a funny man, the boy almost thought he saw Tarzan, until the man shot him a deathly glare, “You snarky pirate ain’t going anywhere!” Wait, the boy thought to himself mindlessly...... Did he just meet Jack Sparrow from his favourite movie? “Are you a pirate?” the boy splurted out The man turned from the wheel he was steering about. “Hardly like you. Bring him to the empty cell!” “But…but I’m not a pirate, you can’t send me to jail!” The boy’s mind was spinning fast as he recalled, “You’re the guy from my history textbook!” he bawled. Zhang He furrowed his brows in scepticism, as he queried, “Did I receive any criticism?” “Is that all you care about?” sniggered the boy Zhang sighed and said “Sometimes I feel like a toy… “That people enjoy till all of your tricks don’t work anymore.” “Exactly boy, all these adventures make my heart sore.” The boy tilted his head, deep in his thoughts trying to come up with a solution before the boat almost hit the rocks Zhang ranted on, “I wish I could go back home.” “Not yet.” the boy said, ‘Not until you’ve visited Rome!” And that’s when their quest truly started, postponing the date of departure as they dreaded being parted. They were often in search for food for their over-hyped giraffe, who hardly ever agreed for a nice warm bath! Little did they know they were making history, as Zhang claimed the giraffe was a unicorn in victory! The boy had given up quarrelling with his silly friend, for the two still had a letter for the Emperor to send. The day came when Zhang finally got what he needed, and the boy knew he had a goodbye to bid...... “You should come with me and meet His Majesty.” The boy replied, “I know it’s a pity, but I have to go back to my boring life.” Zhang waved one last farewell as he took the drive. Strange enough, the boy felt an arm interrupting his rest, astonished and spellbound when he heard his teacher say, “You got the highest mark in the history test!”