Many coloured people out there in this world are being bullied, threatened or even killed for nothing. I feel that prejudice cannot be stopped, but minimized. To most Singaporeans, it is a natural thing for us to think of coloured people in a different way. I hope that everyone can start to think that coloured people are just like white people. Even if you don't think this way, at least try to kepp your opinions to yourself. Racism has been a big problem in Europe. Therefore, it is inevitable for the court to have problems regarding rascism. I personally feel that what the court does may not always be right, assuming that they are racist too. It is no doubt that the court would stirr up emotions and create controversies. People always have a mindset that law is always right. Since the court is full of racists, then this would pose a big problem to the coloured people. People from the society would start mocking them even more, and probably question them on whether they deserve to live or not. I feel that racism gives the white a real sense of entitlement, which thereby unifies the group's phenotype for maintenance of that entitlement. Because of the court, a psychological impact was made and would affect coloured people out there by a lot. I want the government to stop all this but I know time will tell. Prejudice is a serious problem. Why can't everyone be treated equally? Everyone should always think twice before you act. Imagine yourself as a coloured man and being bullied all the time.
For language arts this term, we went through a book called To Kill A MockingBird. It focused mainly on how a coloured person was being accused of a murder that he did not do. After reading the book, I realised that racism is not just a opinion, but a 'disease'. We should all put an end to this and be anti-racist so as to make the world a better place.
Something that has changed my life
The very first thing that comes into my mind is council. After joining the proed council, I realise that I had to make a change for myself. Being a councillor is a challenge, not to mention that the workload given is equivalent to having another Ep3. Irealised that leadership is really being who you are. But the most most important thing you need to have is about having courage. I started to notice that the people who actually speak up in class are the ones who are more confident in life compared to the others who just simply sit there and watch the world go by. My point is that by having the courage, being actually respect you and want you to lead them. Courage has not been my strong point, therefore I am still working on it. Council has also taught me how to manage my time. I struggled through the first few months but soon got the hang of it. I know that my efforts will eventually pay off. I have become a more efficient person and will look to do better in my studies. Council helped me to ease the pressure in Hwa Chong. My councilmates are like my brother. We laughed, competed and worked together like a family. They have all been a source of motivation to me. I finally got the chance to have close relationships with them, which eventually taught me the true meaning of brotherhood.
So many people question me, 'Why join council?'. I feel that council has been a brilliant experience to me. I want to learn more about leadership and how we apply the skills in the future. I believe that everyone is a leader in his or her own way. I want to be a leader too. I will pledge to work harder and give my best to contribute to the school.
So many people question me, 'Why join council?'. I feel that council has been a brilliant experience to me. I want to learn more about leadership and how we apply the skills in the future. I believe that everyone is a leader in his or her own way. I want to be a leader too. I will pledge to work harder and give my best to contribute to the school.
What I want to be before I turn 30.
When I grow up, I want to be a businessman. Before I turn 30, I want to be a part-time musician. I picked up music a few years back and gradually fell in love with my guitar and bass. My father always said that there is no hope in being a musician, which is in a way true. Through my past experiences, I learned that no matter what career you take, you have to be one of the best at it. With every successor comes a story. Mark Zuckerber didn't just become a billionaire with any problems at a tender age. Neither did Neil Armstrong believe that he could step on the Moon. For me, I want to write history. Starting from now. I love to play music and I will never stop till the day I die. I feel that music makes the world go round, and it is important to share the joy of it. I would probably not make it in life as a musician. But after thinking about it over and over again, I could possibly earn some money by performing at clubs or events over the weekends. I am an optimistic person and I believe that hard work will only lead you to success. There is a burning passionin me that suggests how important music will be in my life. Other than that, it is crucial for me to work hard and be a businessman. I want to open up a music company that sells music instruments and even start a record label. Starting from now, I want to follow my father's footsteps in becoming a successful business.
Online Lesson #4
2) This picture displayes a store in vibrant colours with decorations hung from the ceilings.
The christmas music being played puts us in a festive period.
The smell of perfume is trapped within the airconditioned store so as to give us a pleasent scent when we enter the store.
The colour contrast of the brown wall and bright colours sets a tone to the store, making us feel right at home.
4)The walls looked as soft as butter and while the bright colours looked so dynamic, creating a beautiful colour contrast to make us feel right at home.
The smell of Italian perfume had hit on all of us as we entered the store, not to mention that the cent was trapped within the airconditioned place.
6)The walls looked as soft as butter, but were thankfully as hard as
stone, which said something about how welcoming they looked, and also made a perfect contrast with the bright colours coming from the decorations.
7) The large entrance door was pushed open, immediately hitting us
with a smell of fresh Italian scent trapped within the airconditioned room.
The walls looked as soft as butter, but were thankfully as hard as
stone, which said something about how welcoming they looked. The carpet glowed
like hot coals in the radiance of the evening sunset.
We were drowned into our thoughts, thinking how could a store make us feel right a home. The colour contrast has been so vibrant, putting us in the festive period of Chirstmas.
What is life all about - Studies or Happiness?
After months and months of studying in high school, I begin to ponder on a simple question- What is life all about? I hate to mention it but I am still lost. Parents always want their children to work hard, and wanting them to be successful in the future. That is what we call a typical way of thinking according to Singaporeans. You could be successful and all that, but what about happiness. My uncle one told me that happiness is the most important thing in life. It is not that we should neglect studying, but I just want everyone to treasure our lives. We are all given 'perfect' lives as Singaporeans. We have technology at our fingertips, beautiful surroundings everywhere and not to mention airconditioning most of the the time. Sadly, it only happens in one life. Studying is definitely a crucial yet vital thing to do, as we store our knowledge for later use for the future. Therefore, the ideal life is to do what you love in life. As long as you are happy, it means that you are living your life. It does not mean that you should laze around. Doing what you love must be realistic, and should be a productive thing to do. Money may not neccessarily buy you happiness. My father told me happiness is a subjective thing. A Singaporean going out for clubbing might experience the same kind of happiness ascompared to a group of construction workers going to the beach.
I want to embrace the future and not hold any regrets in life. Back to the question -- What is life all about. I'm still a teenager, so I don't know much. Perhaps once I reach my uncle or my dad's age I understand. For know, that is just my viewpoint of life. Happiness is what keeps us going, and not what should be excessively sacrificed.
I want to embrace the future and not hold any regrets in life. Back to the question -- What is life all about. I'm still a teenager, so I don't know much. Perhaps once I reach my uncle or my dad's age I understand. For know, that is just my viewpoint of life. Happiness is what keeps us going, and not what should be excessively sacrificed.
Vivid Childhood Memory
When I was young, I used to play soccer five times a week without fail. When the bell rang, my friends and I would always rush out of the classroom and head straight to the football field. When I turned 11, I participated in the interclass tournament in my school. It was an enjoyable expericence for me and I played my best for every single match. Despite being the underdogs, my class still clinched the 2nd runner up trophy. That was a memorable expericence for me and I soon fell in love with soccer.
Scout :D from TKAM
Scout is an ignorant, but unique girl. She is childish and prefers playing than going to school. She also has a crush on Dill, which helps her in tolerating many of his flaws. Her crush on him helps her change her way of thinking things about him and sometimes allow her to tolerate things she usually can’t tolerate. When Walter got Scout into trouble in school, she was frustrated and attempted to wrestle Walter too. When Dill called Scout a “nigger-lover”, she flies into a rage and beats him up after indirectly called Atticus a 'nigger-lover' too. She voices out her opinions and mostly only accepts her thoughts as the right answer except in some casees where she doesn’t even know the answer to something. She is also a very proud person and thinks that she is the best one there is, and also has many differing opinions from the crowd, making her very unique. She is also quick thinking and thinks of points which frustrate boys who dare to agrue with her.
When she starts to grow older, she shows some maturity by being able to sympathize others. She was frustrated that Tom Robinson, despite being a coloured person, was being taunted at. Scout chose not to reveal his thoughts in fear of being laughed at. This showed that she was more mature and was able to identify the right from wrong. Scout also refuses to ostracize Boo Radley and even sat beside him at a point of time. As Scout grew older, she had trust of him and thought of him as a nice person. When she was young, she used to think that he was a scary person and even made fun of him.
This would show that she is a more matured person and her level of tolerance has also been greatly reduced. Just like what everyone has wanted her to be, she has become a young and fine lady in Maycomb.
When she starts to grow older, she shows some maturity by being able to sympathize others. She was frustrated that Tom Robinson, despite being a coloured person, was being taunted at. Scout chose not to reveal his thoughts in fear of being laughed at. This showed that she was more mature and was able to identify the right from wrong. Scout also refuses to ostracize Boo Radley and even sat beside him at a point of time. As Scout grew older, she had trust of him and thought of him as a nice person. When she was young, she used to think that he was a scary person and even made fun of him.
This would show that she is a more matured person and her level of tolerance has also been greatly reduced. Just like what everyone has wanted her to be, she has become a young and fine lady in Maycomb.
My favourite fictional character
My favourite fictional character is Carson from 'The End Of The World As We Know It'. He was lost in life and hated everyone. After meeting a girl, he went through hardships with her and realised that life is not as hard as it seems. Carson made a change to himself and started appreciating his family and friends more. I feel that this character reminds me of some people out there in this world who should take Carson as a role model. Many people have lost hope, but Carson had the same problem and made it through. He taught me to appreciate my life more than ever.
My favourite fictional character in TKAM
I really admire the character Atticus from To Kill A MockingBird. He guided his children through their childhood and taught them right from wrong. He is an honest, highly moral person in Maycomb. He went against racism and even outsmarted the other lawyer in court despie losing the case. He has shown characterisitics of a very smart and opinionated person.
Significance Of My Chinese Name
My chinese name is 源盛。'源' probably means the source of something (e.g. river, lakes). '盛' means to be strong. Together, it signifies that you must be strong in the mind when facing adversity and not forget about the ones that helped you along the way. I feel that my name is special and also relates to who I am as a person.
Favourite memory of Chinese New Year
My favourite chinese new year memory was when I saw fireworks right above me. My uncle had bought a box of fireworks and we lighted it up. It was one of the best things that I had seen. I am so delighted to be able to go to Malaysia every Chinese New Year. We get to do things that we could not do in Singapore. I even saw a twelve year old kid riding the motorcycle! Basically, all the memories I had of chinese new year were brilliant. I hope that we get to light up fireworks again next year. I will never forget that day.
Identity
I feel that an identity comes from within. Everyone is special in the way we think, feel and live our lives. How we develop depends mainly from our environment. We follow our hearts to do things that we want to do. That is what makes everyone different. Getting to know more people expands our freedom of choice to who we are and what we want to be. Identity describes a person's conception and expression of their individuality or group affiliations. We are special in different ways. I feel that many people out there who are still struggling with studies have raw talents unknown to themselves. The people who succeed in life are the ones that have been influenced on their own talents. Scoring high marks in tests and exams only justifies that you are good in studying. Also, personality reflects on our identity. Our parents always want us to have good habits. This can be 'trained', but to a certain extent. We still follow our hearts and believe in ourselves that what we do is right. Remember that it's the inside that counts, and not the outside. That is what I think about identity.
I feel that my parents had brought me up well and I can certainly say that they have been an inspiration to me. They used to tell me stories of their past which triggered my emotions. Right now, it is because of them that changed my whole aspect of life. I have learned to do my best at everything in life. My sisters have been a motivation to me. They have spurred me to overcome my fears and challengers. Sports have taught me to been more mentally strong and fight for who I am. Learning to control my emotions is what tennis had taught me for the past 4 years. Most importantly, my friends have taught me to live my life. Other that studying, it is important to have some fun and always stay positive. They are also great competitors in studies. We push each other to do our best in school.
Pictures that represent me:
I feel that my parents had brought me up well and I can certainly say that they have been an inspiration to me. They used to tell me stories of their past which triggered my emotions. Right now, it is because of them that changed my whole aspect of life. I have learned to do my best at everything in life. My sisters have been a motivation to me. They have spurred me to overcome my fears and challengers. Sports have taught me to been more mentally strong and fight for who I am. Learning to control my emotions is what tennis had taught me for the past 4 years. Most importantly, my friends have taught me to live my life. Other that studying, it is important to have some fun and always stay positive. They are also great competitors in studies. We push each other to do our best in school.
Pictures that represent me:
Singapore Short Story
In a time of war, where calls of distress had replaced the whispers of the wind, where gunshots lingered in the air like perfume in air-conditioned rooms, where our emotions were toyed with under the cruel fate of death, threatening to claim us anytime, we all suffered. Some, in more ways than one.
I was caught in the middle of World War two defending Singapore before it was too late. Looking down at my uniform, it struck me that one I donned it, the country was my responsibility, my duty to protect. My thoughts already blank from the resignation that this uniform was to lead me to battle, the sacrificial element of life and death.
However, it was unknown to me that this army uniform was to mould my character into what my previous being could not have recognized. It was to change my life thereafter, as I came to know about the most brutal form of mankind-war, as army recruits.
With progression of time, we were transformed into fearless fighters, to whom blood and gore could not affect. Day after day, crimson stains appeared on my uniform as we shot, stabbed, kicked and chucked at the enemies. Perspiration, tears, blood, wound infection, murky river water, my faithful uniform knew them too well.
Each night, pain from our hearts swelled up as we thought of how our fellow soldiers were dying day by day. The Japanese were too strong for us. They outnumbered us, outsmarted us, were decisive- practically everything we did was no match for the resilient soldiers of theirs. Tearing our confidence apart was one thing that shook us the most. I lost hope of myself, not to mention that the country was ‘dying’ too.Luck had brought me this far. Without it, I would have been long gone from this world, escaping from the war that seemed too much.
I starred at the iridescent stars above the clear night sky. Then, I looked back down, catching a glimpse of my uniform. It was the symbol of commitment, the costume of a morbid parade. Thoughts flooded my mind. There and then, I realized, what was war anyway. It was the degree of enemity, the pride of the countries, the survival of the fittest. Not to mention that it was too bad that humans are such fragile creatures.
We donned the british colours as we upheld the colony values. There was only a sign to distinguish ourselves from the enemies- our uniform. Did that mean it was not who the individuals that mattered, but what? The generals, did he even know our names? We were nothing but a pixel in the whole picture. Soldiers fought and soldiers died, and there was no ceremony of honor to commend their bravery. Did I want to end up alone and forgotten like that?
That night, hatred had given me another option. It had brought a new light to my greying destiny, and given me the courage to escape the despairing events of war in store for me.
It was a rash thing to do, judging by the fact that I was a Chinese. I was certain that I would not have chosen to stay and be a captive of warfare. I gathered my belongings, glanced at my dorm for the last time and slipped out of the campsite.
Perhaps no one had spotted me. I did not care a single bit. I dashed through the dense forest, not knowing my fate in the time to come. Freedom had, however, caught up with me.
I was caught in the middle of World War two defending Singapore before it was too late. Looking down at my uniform, it struck me that one I donned it, the country was my responsibility, my duty to protect. My thoughts already blank from the resignation that this uniform was to lead me to battle, the sacrificial element of life and death.
However, it was unknown to me that this army uniform was to mould my character into what my previous being could not have recognized. It was to change my life thereafter, as I came to know about the most brutal form of mankind-war, as army recruits.
With progression of time, we were transformed into fearless fighters, to whom blood and gore could not affect. Day after day, crimson stains appeared on my uniform as we shot, stabbed, kicked and chucked at the enemies. Perspiration, tears, blood, wound infection, murky river water, my faithful uniform knew them too well.
Each night, pain from our hearts swelled up as we thought of how our fellow soldiers were dying day by day. The Japanese were too strong for us. They outnumbered us, outsmarted us, were decisive- practically everything we did was no match for the resilient soldiers of theirs. Tearing our confidence apart was one thing that shook us the most. I lost hope of myself, not to mention that the country was ‘dying’ too.Luck had brought me this far. Without it, I would have been long gone from this world, escaping from the war that seemed too much.
I starred at the iridescent stars above the clear night sky. Then, I looked back down, catching a glimpse of my uniform. It was the symbol of commitment, the costume of a morbid parade. Thoughts flooded my mind. There and then, I realized, what was war anyway. It was the degree of enemity, the pride of the countries, the survival of the fittest. Not to mention that it was too bad that humans are such fragile creatures.
We donned the british colours as we upheld the colony values. There was only a sign to distinguish ourselves from the enemies- our uniform. Did that mean it was not who the individuals that mattered, but what? The generals, did he even know our names? We were nothing but a pixel in the whole picture. Soldiers fought and soldiers died, and there was no ceremony of honor to commend their bravery. Did I want to end up alone and forgotten like that?
That night, hatred had given me another option. It had brought a new light to my greying destiny, and given me the courage to escape the despairing events of war in store for me.
It was a rash thing to do, judging by the fact that I was a Chinese. I was certain that I would not have chosen to stay and be a captive of warfare. I gathered my belongings, glanced at my dorm for the last time and slipped out of the campsite.
Perhaps no one had spotted me. I did not care a single bit. I dashed through the dense forest, not knowing my fate in the time to come. Freedom had, however, caught up with me.
Margot's Treatment
William should be held responsible for Margot’s treatment. He brushed off Margot's comments of the Sun as he did not dare to believe a single word she said. He ordered the other children to go against her, and even locked her up in the storage room. When the sun came up he left Margot in the storage room for the whole time, as if forgetting about her when he saw the Sun.
If I were one of the children, I would have sacrificed a little of my time to help Margot out by unlocking her from the storage room. Margot did not deserve to be locked up in the storage room. All she did was to comment on the Sun and yet she got bullied by William. Once the other children see Margot out of class looking at the Sun, they would feel bad and stop bullying her ever again. As for William, I would have stood strong and told him in the eye that bullying are for losers. Hopefully they would apologize to Margot and not bully people again.
If I were one of the children, I would have sacrificed a little of my time to help Margot out by unlocking her from the storage room. Margot did not deserve to be locked up in the storage room. All she did was to comment on the Sun and yet she got bullied by William. Once the other children see Margot out of class looking at the Sun, they would feel bad and stop bullying her ever again. As for William, I would have stood strong and told him in the eye that bullying are for losers. Hopefully they would apologize to Margot and not bully people again.
Teamwork
Proed Leadership Camp (PLC) 2011
A group of us were assigned to organise PLC, a camp mainly used to spot a new batch of students to become proed councillors. We were told that this camp proved to be an important one, and no mistakes should be made. I felt a little presurrized as I had never something like this before. We started off by planning out the programmes outline of it. I took us a lot of time but we managed to finish it. Through the experience, I realised what teamwork meant. I always thought that it meant by a group of people splitting roles equally to ensure fairness. Well, I was in a way wrong. I learnt that teamwork is about taking advantage of people's strengeths to do things. Thinking this way was easier for all of us. Some of us liked planning, while others preffered researching. The camp will be held in the March holidays and I'm looking forward to it. So far we have done a great job in it. All of us became closer in the process. It has also been a wonderful time helping out proed as a councillor. I can't wait for more work to be assigned to me. Teamwork would definitely be required in the months to come.
A group of us were assigned to organise PLC, a camp mainly used to spot a new batch of students to become proed councillors. We were told that this camp proved to be an important one, and no mistakes should be made. I felt a little presurrized as I had never something like this before. We started off by planning out the programmes outline of it. I took us a lot of time but we managed to finish it. Through the experience, I realised what teamwork meant. I always thought that it meant by a group of people splitting roles equally to ensure fairness. Well, I was in a way wrong. I learnt that teamwork is about taking advantage of people's strengeths to do things. Thinking this way was easier for all of us. Some of us liked planning, while others preffered researching. The camp will be held in the March holidays and I'm looking forward to it. So far we have done a great job in it. All of us became closer in the process. It has also been a wonderful time helping out proed as a councillor. I can't wait for more work to be assigned to me. Teamwork would definitely be required in the months to come.
Comic Strip Reflections
I felt that this assignment we an enjoyable one to do. As it was the first time we had something something like this, I thought that it was going to be boring. Slowly, I found joy in making comic strips and finished the task in no time. I learned that comic strips are great platforms to express your ideas. They always say that pictures tells a thousands words. By making a comic strip, it's as good as writing a composition! I am glad that the school has recognised comic strips in an educational way. I hope that the teachers can continue to find new ways, or rather new platforms for us to learn.
Comic Strip
My comic strip talks about a teenager dreaming about what he wants in life. I chose a picture of a resort, an unusual lamp and a scenery of Singapore so as to represent most of the things people want. They want to rest and relax, discover the unusual and fascinate over beautiful sceneries. The fourth scene shows the teenager not paying attention in class. He is only thinking about enjoying life and neglecting studies too. This comic strip shows that in order to get the best things in life, we have to work hard and belief in ourselves. When we are young, we should grasp our chances to learn as much as we can before heading over to adulthood. The scenes are specifically chosen so as to put the readers in their 'dreams' while reading the comic strip till the last scene. Despite showing that hard work always pay off once you read my comic strip, I still believe that life is complicated and it is hard to explain.
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