A Story about a Coin 六年2班 冯煜棋

                                         A Story about a Coin

冯煜棋  六年级2班  8号

    Once upon a time, there was a coin that wandered all day.

    It was born in the coin factory and had been given to the poor when it was born. It saw their poverty with its own eyes，sympathized them, wanted to help them and was even willing to give them itself to exchange things for them. But it was only a tiny dollar. What could it do?

    Those poor men worked with no complaint all day. The coin still couldn’t understand why they were poor even if they worked hard. After that, the coin was  “sold” to a local tyrant. He loved money so much, and did nothing every day, but he had high position and good wealth.

    The coin was thinking about a question all day: “ Why do the rich did nothing but have money, and the poor almost did everything but was still in poverty?”Although it wanted to change the fact, it was only a tiny one dollar. It could change nothing.

    One day, it was put in a penny bank by its owner. The coin told themself story to the other coins and had an indignation.

    The coins had the same feeling, and had a heated discussion about how to make a “revolution”.

    “We should tell people this fact!”5 penny yelled.

    “But they can’t hear our voice!”1 penny shouted, “We should hit the people in the face, and make them know our rage!”

     “We have too little power,”said 1 dollar, our protagonist, “we should overturn a penny bank, make people both see and hear!”

So this was the revolution plan.

    The revolution began. The coins worked together to get people’s attention by pulling down their penny bank. They dreamed of robbing the rich to help the poor, breaking the penny bank, going to the poor’s home and make them live a happy life......

    Finally, people noticed that the penny bank had been overturned. The coins were scattered all over the floor. Of course, they didn’t think that the coins were doing this for “the gap between the rich and poor”, and didn’t even think coins had lives. They thought the penny bank was overturned by the children instead. The tyrant replaced a new penny bank without saying anything.

This is a great event in the coin’s history, but a trivial moment in a family.

This revolution ended in failure.

The coins that returned to the penny bank had to be silent during the rest of their lives, never to be found again.