My Life as a Spider

by 3D Jason Chow Chun Lai

Hi, I’m a spider.  I don’t actually have a name.  I’m just a jumping spider…

I woke up in the morning.  I yawned.  I tested my eight legs.  What’s for breakfast?  I used my eight eyes to look out for food. I tightened my leg muscles and jumped.  I flew in the air for a while and landed on sticky soil… the best environment for hunting!
　　　
I looked around for food.  I thought I heard something and stopped to listen. I stood as still as a stone.  I didn’t move a single muscle. Although I couldn’t see it, I could make out what it was by looking at its shape; it was a praying mantis, an adult one.  The mantis didn’t seem to notice me.

I stealthily jumped on to the grass and carefully stalked the mantis. I tightened my muscles - and leapt!  I landed on the mantis and took it by surprise.  My front legs pinned it on the grass – and I sank my fangs deep into the mantis’s back.  Blood spilled out of the mantis.  He cried in pain and struggled frantically.  I raised my fangs, but just as I dug them into the mantis’s head, it broke free and sliced its claw through my skin.  Pain shot through my body.

The mantis stood up, stretched its arms and pinned me back on the grass.  I screamed in agony.  I couldn’t die here.  I thought.  I had to fight back!

I used my ultimate weapon, stabbing my poison into the mantis’s abdomen in a last ditch effort to survive my ordeal.  It fell to the soil.  I didn’t wait for it to flip back, and knocked him over.  I raised my fangs and tried to stab the mantis again, but missed.  The mantis’s menacing claws swiped towards me.  Oh no! I t stabbed its claws into my body, I was going to die…

Well, I could envisage my end in graphic detail. The mantis froze there. What happened?  Oh right!  My fangs! They have venom and it was working at last!

I didn’t waste my time. I spun a web and moved around and around so the web wrapped around the mantis. Then I dragged the mantis into my cozy home.

I ate the mantis from one of the fang marks I had made. I ate half of it and felt really full.  Time for a nap.  Soon, I drifted off to sleep.  Zzzzzzzzz…

The Story of a Wolfgle

W.K. Ku 2A

My name is Chanying, and I’m a wolfgle.  Actually, my father is a wolf but my mother is an eagle, so you can imagine that my appearance is very special: I have the head and legs of an eagle, and the body of a wolf.  My body is grey.  My mouth and teeth are big, so I can eat my favourite food, pork, quickly and easily.

I was born in mainland China, but when I was two years old the Chinese Government sent me to Hong Kong to kill the people who had joined the Umbrella Movement.  My best friend is a wolf called CY…

Now I’m three years old, and my body has grown a lot in a year.  The Hong Kong police train me every day, but I don’t want to hurt the Umbrella people; however, if I refuse to be trained the police will punish me…

Once they made me attack the people who were taking part in the Umbrella Movement protests.  They gave me tear gas and told me to let it off where all the people were, but I really didn’t want to hurt them, so – I took it back to the police and let it off where they were!  The police shot at me and I was hurt, but the protesters saw what I had done and saved me.

Now I want to thank the protestors for what they did for me.  I’m proud of them!

The Story of a Lizbat

 Ip Chun Fung, Jeffrey 2A

My name is Mac.  You can call me ‘Mad Mack.’ I’m a lizbat: my father was a bat and my mother was a lizard, but they’re both dead now.  After they died I flew to the Amazon jungle; it is so big, so quiet, and I love living here very much.  I now live in a nice, dark cave.

My appearance is very special, and I guess a little scary.  In fact I am a lizard, but I have a pair of bat’s wings and I use two legs to walk.  So – I can swim, run and fly, and I think I’m the luckiest animal in the world to be able to do that.  I love to fly, and climb trees…

I’m now eight years old; I’m two meters long and I weigh 82 kilos.  A few of the native jungle people have seen me.  Because they think I am a god they respect me, and they bring food for me every week.

One day something horrible happened: some men from the city with guns came hunting and tried to kill me.  At first I thought they had come to give me food, but suddenly they started shooting at me, so I pounced on them and bit them with my razor sharp teeth.  Now their bodies are in the river…

Do I like my life in the Amazon jungle?  Yes - I think it is really nice; I have the best food brought to me every week and a comfortable place to live, but these days more and more people are coming to the jungle, so maybe in the future I will fly to another place… or maybe I will stay here and ‘play’ with them, as I did with the men from the city...

Anyway, please remember that if you come to the Amazon, don’t go into any caves – especially if you have a gun!