Poem by Low Shi Quan

I went to the mall and brought myself a ball,
I went back home and started knocking on the door,
Since no one was at home, so I gave my mum a call.
My mum asked me to meet her at the school.

When I was on the way to the school, the rain started to pour.
I was in a rush that I have forgotten my ball.
I was as wet as a soaked shirt under the heavy downpour.
And that was the worse thing in my whole life.