**This was an essay that I wrote when I was in my 8th grade. I've just typed as is from the yellowing piece of paper that I've been hoarding! No edits/cuts, am especially fond of this because I won the first prize for this, an Oxford English Dictionary!**
A Day in Jurassic Park
A Day in Jurassic Park
Steven Spielberg’s fantastic film “Jurassic Park” has created a great sensation in us which resulted in my dream. I saw the film the previous day. The next day I had the following dream. I thought that if it had been real, oh! Terrific. The big dinosaurs I saw in my dream were of many kinds. The T-Rexes, the chiprodactors, the Styracosauruses, the Velociraptors etc. Now time for me to explain my dream to you.
As soon as I slept that day I was transformed to the Jurassic park. I landed in the park with the help of a parachute. I was a representative of the department of archeology of our school! (what? Department of archeology? Don’t mind it, it’s just a dream). The landing was itself a terrific experience for I landed beside T-Rex’s cage (Thank god I didn’t land inside it!). It was feasting upon a gigantic yak. I felt guilty as I am a vegetarian. There I met Uncle Borough (don’t mind the short form) who was the owner of the park. I felt like the dinosaur (T-Rex) was gazing at me and was fixing dates to prey upon me. I asked Uncle Borough to take me to the main quarters. We went to the head quarters and had a sumptuous breakfast.
I was feeling sleepy but I was reminded of my duty. I went with uncle into the fascinating park. The first visit was to the cage of velociraptor which threw a preying look at me. The next programme was taking photographs. The dinosaur which gave me a beautiful pose (a pose which the best of the best models cannot give) now ran and hid itself behind a large bush. To explain scientifically, it was “Negatively Photographic!” With great disappointment I went to the next cage. It was chippu’s (chiprodactors). He was a harmless little chap. He gave me beautiful poses. In the park I also found the 90 feet tall diplodocus and 2 and a half feet tall comsognathus. After a whole noon of both terrific and pleasant experience I had a delicious lunch and I went to sleep.
I dreamt as if T-Rex was gobbling me up. I started and got up (i.e., in the dream I woke up). I thought I would make a last attempt in taking photographs of the velociraptor. I asked Uncle Otto (oof! The short form changed, sorry!) to take me to his cage. Thank God he was now not scared of my camera. When I was about to take the photographs I heard a familiar voice saying “Hey Swetha, get up! It’s 7’o clock” It was my mother. It was time for me to retreat from the fascinating world. But what to do, I had to.
As soon as I slept that day I was transformed to the Jurassic park. I landed in the park with the help of a parachute. I was a representative of the department of archeology of our school! (what? Department of archeology? Don’t mind it, it’s just a dream). The landing was itself a terrific experience for I landed beside T-Rex’s cage (Thank god I didn’t land inside it!). It was feasting upon a gigantic yak. I felt guilty as I am a vegetarian. There I met Uncle Borough (don’t mind the short form) who was the owner of the park. I felt like the dinosaur (T-Rex) was gazing at me and was fixing dates to prey upon me. I asked Uncle Borough to take me to the main quarters. We went to the head quarters and had a sumptuous breakfast.
I was feeling sleepy but I was reminded of my duty. I went with uncle into the fascinating park. The first visit was to the cage of velociraptor which threw a preying look at me. The next programme was taking photographs. The dinosaur which gave me a beautiful pose (a pose which the best of the best models cannot give) now ran and hid itself behind a large bush. To explain scientifically, it was “Negatively Photographic!” With great disappointment I went to the next cage. It was chippu’s (chiprodactors). He was a harmless little chap. He gave me beautiful poses. In the park I also found the 90 feet tall diplodocus and 2 and a half feet tall comsognathus. After a whole noon of both terrific and pleasant experience I had a delicious lunch and I went to sleep.
I dreamt as if T-Rex was gobbling me up. I started and got up (i.e., in the dream I woke up). I thought I would make a last attempt in taking photographs of the velociraptor. I asked Uncle Otto (oof! The short form changed, sorry!) to take me to his cage. Thank God he was now not scared of my camera. When I was about to take the photographs I heard a familiar voice saying “Hey Swetha, get up! It’s 7’o clock” It was my mother. It was time for me to retreat from the fascinating world. But what to do, I had to.
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Interesting blog, makes a good read..
And I usually take the outside route, unless forced by the maniacal traffic, whereupon I put on my 'you wouldn't want to get into trouble with me, dude' look.