Sashimi. A perfect description of my new life. A wise, logical name that is based on my first name. Very funny. In conclusion, a masterpiece. I’m determined to let every single teacher, including my English teacher, Ms. Cheung remember the excellent Sashimi. She’s reading the composition now. Ms. Cheung, I found you. You’re one of my targets too. Do you think you can hide by sitting out this writing piece?
I’ve done much more than changing my name. Sashimi needs a better position. The Monitor, the shiniest star in the sky, will do great for Sashimi. When Ms. Cheung came in, her eyes couldn’t stop looking at my monitor badge. Mission completed. I got full attention from Ms. Cheung. “What’s your name?” “Sashimi.”
Sashimi’s tricks haven’t stopped. Sashimi needs more traps. Humour is the best tool, for sure. Laughter lasts forever. Wait. Ms. Cheung is looking in my direction. She’s asking about… her age? Wow, the most significant mystery of women. I should give an accurate answer. “Eighteen.” The whole class went into a craze. Sashimi solved the enormous puzzle of women. They burst into tears and clapped sincerely. Ms. Cheung’s mask grinned with her mouth. My perfect reply caught her brain. Sashimi’s intelligence went into Ms. Cheung’s long-term memory.
Sashimi isn’t going to stop here. He’s working hard on his new composition homework. He is thinking of an eerie way to help Ms Cheung remember himself. He is creating a unique Sashimi flowing in everyone’s heart. Every phrase and every word is all to gain attention. The soul behind Sashimi is weak. It wasn’t generous, confident, humorous, and wise enough. The seed has not been ready yet. Inside there yet has a beam of light. He has the dream to bring unforgettable memories to every beloved living. It is the dream to embrace everyone by the dim, dark little seed. Teacher, do you know who I am?
Remember me.