Reading through the essays written by a class of students would make one wonder if a majority of the students practice plagiarism or whether most of them are indeed siblings.
Most of the essays would start with "In a sunny morning, my dad was stroke by a sudden idea of bringing the family out for a picnic at the Port Dickson beach", it seems a sunny morning always casts a sudden picnic spell on the dad and it has to be at Port Dickson. That's for the dad and here comes the unbreakable curse for the mum, "my mum spent her time reading a book under the coconut tree because she doesn't know how to swim..", poor mum never seems to be able to pick up swimming. As for the siblings, it always goes like this, "my younger brother and sister built sand castles by the sea". At the end of the essay, there would be a common ending written as "great time passed by fast, we headed home with a feeling of reluctance when the sun starting to set". I really pity the teacher for having to review a pile of essays of similar plot.
In a gathering with my high school schoolmates, I asked a friend who holds a teaching post at primary school whether thing changes for the younger generations when it comes to the same essay title. She uttered out a sigh almost instantly and said "I suspect the very contents of THE picnic is in the DNA!", both of us burst into laughter, long live THE picnic!
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