Fiction: Group 3
to have some of their old culture left in them and that we still had a chance. However, I was obviously
wrong. I stayed at Guangzhou for two nights to snap a few photos and then I was on my way.
February 1
st
2015
That day, was the day at which I were to head back to Hong Kong. After a ferry ride of three hours, I
arrived at Hong Kong. After exiting the pier, I saw my beautiful wife standing there. We greeted each other
and hugged then were on our way to the house, in the car Grace asked, “How was it? Did you enjoy it?”
“ I really loved learning more about these people’s culture and their way of life. However, I’m quite
disappointed at their way of living. In every one of the countries and cities, everybody is stuck to their
phones, and the air is extremely polluted. I expected more of these places but it’s fine, because you can’t
always get what you want.” I replied. “You’ll be fine, trust me.” Grace said, “Ya you’re right, I’m being
way too over dramatic. Thanks for that Grace.” “Anytime.”
February 3
rd
2015
I woke up, and got to work right away. Whilst working on the article, I got a call. “Hello?” I said. “Hi, it’s
National Geographic. We heard from your boss Richard that you’re trying to publish an article to raise
awareness of the polluted Pearl River Delta with beautiful pictures that you took, so why don’t we help you
do that. If you can fly to America on a plane that we’ll pay for, we’ll publish the article in your name and
you’ll get all the credit. What do you say?” “Yes!” I replied in excitement. “Thank you thank you so
much!” “No problem.” National Geographic replied and hung up. In excitement, I joyfully ran to Grace
and told her the news, she was extremely happy for me and directly after, I called up Richard to say thanks
for all the help. He was also very happy for me and told me to never give up, as if you don’t you will be
rewarded and those words I took to heart.
February 22
nd
2015
This was the date at which I finished my article with the huge help and support of my friends, family and
National Geographic. I was extremely proud of myself and so were National Geographic. The article that I
wrote was so good in their opinion that they were going to put it on the first page of their magazine. I was
honoured that they chose me of all people to be on their first page. As I went back to my hotel in
Washington to pack up my stuff and head back to Hong Kong, I got a phone call from Grace, “Hello?”
“Hi, it’s me. I’m very proud of you for making the first page of the magazine. Sorry I can’t be there for your
birthday.” “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Making the first page of National Geographic’s magazine with
your help and support is the best birthday present that I can possibly have.” I said. “ I’m happy you think so.
I’m awaiting your arrival at the airport.” Grace replied. “Me too. See you there.”
