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Thursday, July 29, 2010 @ 10:24 PM

Composition

Shafts of sunlight shone through the canopy above and the sound of the forest and the wildlife was around us as my father and I jogged along a forested jogging track. I was lagging behind my father as I was trying not to slip on the wet jogging track as it had rained the night before.

All of sudden, my father stopped. All my efforts put into not falling down was wasted as I knocked into my father. I was about to ask him the reason for his halt but he put his finger to his lip and motioned for me to stand. Pulling myself upright, my eyes followed my father’s stare and saw a dog in the undergrowth to my left. Its fur was long, as if it had never been trimmed before and it was as big as me. Worst of all, it was growling at us. In my panic and fear of dogs, instead of not moving, I turned and sprinted into the undergrowth to my right. “Surely I could out run it?” I thought to myself. The dog lunged forward and just as I expected it to land on me, my father dived into its back and held its snout shut. “Go get help!” he yelled as he wrestled to keep his hold on the dog. Not wasting another second, I ran off. The only sounds in my ears were my feet squelching through the mud, hoping my father was alright.

Soon, I reached the entrance of the forest with cuts all over my body from the tree branches. A man came running out from the information counter, immediately inquiring on what I was doing. In between ragged breaths, I told him what had happened. Reaching behind his desk, he took out a muzzle, dog collar, rope and a wooden pole. It seemed that he was always ready for this sort of thing to happen, Seeing my quizzical look, he replied, “People always abandon dogs here. This happened before.” Then, together, we ran off to help my father. With every passing second, I worried about my father. Horrible things sprung into my mind as I ran.

It turned out that my fears were unfounded as although the dog was on my father, he was still holding its mouth shut. In a few quick movements, the park ranger clipped the collar onto the dog, with my father’s help out on the muzzle on the dog and used the pole to knock it off my father. Then, before it could react, he used the rope to tie the pole to the collar so when he held the pole out, the dog could not move towards him. As this odd group – father and son covered in mud and a man leading a dog on a pole, we moved off to clean and decide what to do with the dog.

At night, I was watching the news on television. A news report in particular caught my attention. As a result of the day’s event, the police was imposing a fine on anyone who was caught abandoning their dogs. Satisfied, I switched off the television and leaned back, knowing the same accident would never happen again.

Josiah Tan Xin Yi (Class 6.11)