Unilorin Pre Post UTME Essay Writing

Cities on a Saturday can be such interesting places. They are full of people, full of cars, full of the hustle and bustle of life. And Leicester is no exception. I was born there so I can speak from personal experience. But something was different last Saturday. There were more people, more cars and much more hustle and bustle than I had ever seen or heard before. I'd gone into town with my mates that Saturday - as you do. We caught the same No. 19 bus from off the London Road. Nothing unusual in that. The journey was as predictable as ever - I'm so used to it. I can't even remember getting on the bus; but, I can certainly remember getting off. By the time we did get off we were all pretty fed up. We were as hot as the proverbial Sahara Desert and as bothered as a bumble bee trapped in a beer bottle. The usual breezy fifteen minutes' journey had taken us over an hour. We hadn't noticed to start with. You know what it's like when you're chatting about this and that. And 'Big Brother' had been pretty crazy last night, so chatting about that had kept us more than a little occupied. Time flies by. But you also probably know what it's like on a hot, packed bus crawling through the kind of traffic that the word 'jam' just doesn't adequately describe - thick porridge more like! Pretty awful once you realise what's happening. And what was happening? Not a lot. Looking out onto the London Road to see what was going on - that was after wiping away mist as thick as a cotton sheet from the steamed up window - it looked as if someone had said to the whole of Leicestershire: 'Get yourself to Leicester today. There's a million quid going free under the Clock Tower.' The road looked more like the packed car park at an NEC pop concert than a city road; and as for the numbers of people, well... Anyway to cut a long story short, we did eventually climb - well tumble - off the bus. We'd have headed straight for our usual glass of cool Coke at the new McD's in the new shopping centre but we were more interested to know just what was going on. The crowds were huge. It was as if every nation, every age, every... body was there! The noise hit us next - shouting, screaming, oohing and aahing. Then something else struck me. Was it my imagination, or was it darker than usual? There was something odd about the quality of the light that made us all stop and look at each other frowning. We didn't have to ask the question, for we knew we all had the same thought in our minds. There was something odd about the sky... You know that feeling you have just before a really bad thunder storm, when the sky turns inky and the air feels oddly cool and fresh? Well the sky had certainly turned inky, but there was no freshness. It was weird. It was then that we noticed that what we had thought was an innocent grey cloud was, in fact, a moving swirling mass that swirled more quickly than any cloud we had ever seen move before. As if as one, we suddenly realised that it wasn't a cloud at all: it was smoke - thick, dark, haunting smoke. There was a fire somewhere - surely a huge fire! And everyone was pushing and shoving to get a closer look at what was going on. As we managed to push further through the crowd, the air began to feel electric. Ahead, the piercing 'flick', 'flick', 'flick' of blue lights were visible all around and we felt that strange mixture of wanting to see and yet being too frightened to look. And there it was - the new shopping centre. Ablaze. The smoke was like a wall of solid black, and the action unbelievable - fire-fighters, hoses, water jets and a crowd of faces looking on just like they would at a fireworks display, just looking and wondering. If you saw the news last night, you'll know the rest. Not a lot to tell you, though, if you missed it. Unbelievably, no one was badly hurt and the fire-fighters had it all under control pretty quickly. By the time I got that Coke, I can tell you it was cooler and longer than any Coke I'd had before or I've had since. But we didn't get it from the new McD's. That branch wasn't selling Coke any longer... and no chance of any ice! use this essay to answer all the questions that follow proceed to Questions?

• A.

  Yes

• B.

  No

• C.

  Maybe

The writer has never seen cars in churches before

• A.

  True

• B.

  False

What proverbial words did the writer use in the essay

• A.

  I can't even remember getting on the bus

• B.

  We were as hot as the proverbial Sahara Desert and as bothered as a bumble bee trapped in a beer bottle

• C.

  Cities on a Saturday can be such interesting places

Describe the writers idea about the sunday he talked about

Sumarize the essay in not less that 5 sentences

List and explain five points the writer explain in these essay

Did the writer enjoy his journey in the bus

• A.

  True

• B.

  False

How can you describe his experience?