A Collection of my Essays and Narratives
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A day of my life in a hotel...

Pleasant stay or tiresome stay?
A day of my life in a hotel...

4:47 A.M TUESDAY 2012,


A baby is crying in the delivery room. The doctor shouts out the baby is a boy. A woman is sobbing in her bed. Not in vain, but in relief. The baby is me.

10 years later, I am leaving and glancing another look at Sofitel, Darling Harbour. The experience in the hotel was not what I had expected. On the first day, my family and I went to the swimming pool which was supposed to bring us pleasure. However, the water was freezing cold as the water is in the North Atlantic Ocean. This is why nobody was going into the water. All the adults were sunbathing and a couple were sitting with only their legs in the water! My little brother Heein accidently dropped a yellow board and it was now heading towards a well. My littlest brother, Jeein, thus jumped into the freezing water swimming towards the board while trembling. He reached the board and… He saved it! The couple nearby were now clapping at Jeein for his bravery. Subsequently, Jeein dropped the board and I had to go after it and retrieve it. Oh, the freezing water!