Lost in the Desert
Kowloon Junior School, Rhea Dsouza, Fiction: Group 2
B
ang! Bayarmma and Altai slammed their bags closed, they were to go to Mongolia. They
were in China now, and they had come to visit relatives. They were going to take a huge
helicopter across the Gobi Desert and end up in Mongolia.
The helicopter arrived and Bayarmaa and Altai scrambled inside. ”Wow!” thought
Bayarmaa. The helicopter was a just like a hotel. It was more than they could imagine. The doors
of the enchanting vehicle slammed and started to go. Bayarmaa and Altai waved out to their
relatives and hollered at the top of their voices, “Thanks for the helicopter” before their relatives
were out of sight.
The first half of the helicopter ride was spectacular, but things started to change. The helicopter
rattled as Altai and Bayarmaa talked. Brave Altai shouted to the driver,” Hey you! What is
happening to the helicopter?” The driver named Daniel Chung replied with an unconfident face.
“The engine is BURNING! What should we do” Bayarmaa braver this time said” WHAT SHOULD WE
DO…” Before Bayarmaa could finish her sentence, the helicopter landed with a powerful thud to the
ground. In the middle of the crash the driver had cut his forehead and was dead. The two survivors
were Altai and Bayarmaa. Altai lifted his and his sister’s head. What a surprise they had had!
Altai started walking in the direction for Mongolia, Bayarmaa joined him but before they
could say “Biscuits with cheese on top” They had met a fierce snowy leopard with black beady
eyes that looked straight back at them, he let out a loud growl, before the leopard could pounce
Bayarmaa and Altai had run away. “Phew!” said Altai, “that Leopard could have killed us!”
Then they walked away in search of Mongolia. Lucky for them, Bayrmaa spotted a travel guide
to Mongolia on the ground. She picked it up and in a quiet voice whispered, “Ugh! This has pee
on it!” as she stared at the yellow wet stain that she had just touched. Some animal had come
and gone to the toilet on the travel guide. Altai looked around in search for an animal and
was surprised to see a deer behind him. “This is a black-tailed gazelle,” he told his sister. “It’s
a female deer.” Bayarmaa replied, “Is it dangerous?” Altai answered, “No, but if you get bitten
it’s itchy.” “Maybe you could pat her and she will let you ride on her to go to Mongolia,” Altai
said. Bayarmaa patted her and the gazelle licked her. Bayarmaa sat on her back and patted her
once more. Bayarmaa pointed to her brother and the deer licked Altai. Altai climbed on and they
started to go. Bayarmaa was very happy but thought her brother and her was too much weight for
the female. Suddenly, the deer slowed down. It was just as she had feared. She told Altai to get off
and she would follow. When they had got down Bayarmaa said “Thank you” to the deer and they
both ran away.
They walked for hours until it was midnight. Altai told Bayarmaa, “We will go to sleep here.
It seems comfy.” And they went to sleep till early morning. Altai woke up with a furry and bushy
tail on his face and found a small animal on his face. “Good I read what animals are here in the
Gobi Desert! We met so many. I think this is a marbled polecat.” It was now sniffing Bayarmaa’s
face and licking it. Altai smiled because he knew Bayarmaa was very fond of animals especially
cats. He thought, “Should I keep it? But then it will be removed from its natural habitat.” He
thought, “I don’t think so but I’ll keep it in my hands until Bayarmaa wakes up.” But he didn’t
need to because Bayarmaa was lying up and playing with the cat. “Can we keep it?” Bayarmaa
