The New Tales of the Gobi Desert
S.K.H. Fung Kei Primary School, Wong Cheuk Lam Matthew, Fiction: Group 2
W
ow, that was really a powerful boom!” I said to the news reporters , lying weakly
in a hospital bed.
My memory flew back to the thirtieth of July.
It was a bright, hot day, and I boarded a 747 for England. The plane was
gleaming white under the sun , and it was magnificent.
The plane took off steadily into the sky , flew and flew, over green mountains and rivers.
After several hours, the plane was flying over the desert-Gobi Desert. “Look! The yellow sand
dunes are gleaming with sunshine brilliantly!” I exclaimed.
Suddenly, I saw a huge thunderstorm right in front of the plane. It was so gigantic! The storm
had an anvil shaped top and looked like a full blown supercell. Lightning flashed underneath the
cloud and the downbursts blew huge clouds of sand into the air.
The plane flew , and all of a sudden , it looked like that was sucked into the storm’s
intense convection.
‘BOOOMMM!!!’ a flash of lightning exploded into dazzling white light just outside the plane, and
caused one of the engines to burst into flames. The plane went to fall bumpily and scared everyone.
“Ladies and gentleman, this is the captain speaking…an emergency landing at Gobi desert…
will now show the emergency procedures. Please pay attention to…”
I ducked my head down instinctively , my mind blank with fear.
The plane slammed down onto the sand, then it broke into two. I was nearly tossed out of my
seat. I jumped out with a bag onto the sand.
I ran immediately for my dear life. There was a huge explosion. Meanwhile a fireball rose
behind me.
I looked around , and found that I was the only one who escaped. I burst into tears.
“My dad , mum , oh!” I shouted.
I sat on the sand not knowing what to do. The sky grew bloody red and then cold blue.
The sky was dotted with many stars in which I never had seen. “I have hope!” I shouted,
“I will go out of the desert one day!” Then I checked my bag.
The next day was bright, with nothing but wispy cirrus clouds high up in the sky. I began
searching for anything to eat. I walked hardly then found some cacti, and many pitayas on it.
“How delicious it was!” I stuffed as many as I could into my bag. With every bite , the image
of my home arose. I felt a marvelous relief. (Now , when I eat pitayas , I see the Gobi Desert. )It
reminded me of the desert survival tips. One should not trek in the desert during the day. I dug a
small hole in the sand (big enough for me to sit in and put my backpack over my head to prevent
dehydration. I also composed funny jokes in my head to prevent from being bored to death.
The sun went down, I continued the hard trip. The night was lit up by trillions of stars, so it
was not too dark. I climbed up one dune on arms and legs, then slid down the another side, and
again and again.
I used to study until midnight, and it became really useful. I could get used to sleeping only a
few short hours every few days.
Once, I looked around on the top of a dune. The scenery was a total kaleidoscope. The dunes
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