New Tale of the Gobi Desert
Immaculate Heart of Mary College, Tung Ka On, Fiction: Group 3
G
obi is the most mysterious desert in the world because there are many traditional folk
tales about it.
Last summer holiday, I got there with my expedition. I will never forget it.
I founded the expedition many years ago with my good friends – Tom, May, Ray
and Amy. We all like challenging adventures. We had the same dream – travelling Gobi like many
other foreigner expeditions, so we had prepared for a long time to achieve our common dream.
It was in the summer holiday. We were so excited but also a bit nervous when we were flying
in the plane.
We took a rest in Ulaanbaatar, capital city of Mongolia before going to Gobi because Tom
felt sick. We were worried about his health. But luckily, he got well soon. We carried on with our
adventure to which we had been looking forward.
We picked up our back packs the next day morning after breakfast. Then, we got on a car to
leave for out goal.
After a 6-hour-long journey, we eventually arrived on the edge of Gobi Desert. We gazed at
the distant view.
May was amazed, “Wow! What an enormous desert!”
Ray took out a camera and said, “Yes, there are many dunes and desert plants. Let me take
some photos of such picturesque scenery.”
As they were playing enjoyably, a siren wailed louder and louder. Tom and I felt that
something dangerous was going to happen therefore we searched for the source around.
Suddenly, Ray shouted for help because he saw a rattlesnake.
Rattlesnakes live in the hot areas, especially the desert. Seeing this kind of snakes in Gobi is
not surprising at all.
Calm Amy told us not to scream or move so that it would get away from us.
After a while, the rattle snake really disappeared. We could carry with the journey.
The sky was getting dark. We needed to find a safe place to settle down for a night.
Tom lit a campfire near our tents and we cooked dinner together. We played games until mid-
night because we had to continue our journey the next day.
We were scared of the wild life, such as snakes and huge tortoises. Therefore, we held the tools
as if they were some weapons in our hands while we were asleep.
At the midnight, I didn’t know why we were all woken up.
It was very boring. We chatted with one another in the tents, but no one was brave enough to
go out.
And then, the unbelievable thing happened…
A big, black shadow was moving on a side of our girls’ tent. It looked like a big worm.
Many people rumoured that there was a fierce worm which liked to eat animals as well as
human living in Gobi. Some Mongolian folk tales suggest that people who have met that worm
will definitely be eaten by it. So it is also nicknamed the “Death Worm”.
We felt frightened but we tried to be calm. May screamed to make the boys aware.
Then, Tom opened a bit the boy’s tent and looked for the “Death Worm” carefully. He wanted
