Today was a day which made me thrilled.
It all started out as a sunny morning when I was bored, resting on the sofa when my neighbours asked me out to play with them. At first, I was rather reluctant as I was rather lazy and wanted to rest for a bit more.
Nonetheless, I joined them. We were all so active in the childhood games like Catching, Hopscotch so on and so forth. After that, we had a small picnic outside the house, along the corridors. (I know it's weird to have one outside when we can have one inside). Everyone wolfed down their food as they wanted to continue playing.
After lunch, we headed down to the playground and continued the endless playing. The game I liked in particular is the Blind Mice where one of us would be blindfolded with a cloth, then the others would have to be on the playground, unable to get off the playground if not it will be considered that one has forfeited from the game. The ''Blind Mice'' will then have to attempt to fish out the other players with the blindfold. Yes, it's dangerous so its always better to take precautions like maybe a ''referee'' to see if any player has dismounted off the playground or if the ''Blind Mice'' is going to fall from the property. There are many varieties of this game, but we sticked to the original one which is this version.
After all these games, we headed back home unwillingly, wanting to play somemore, but our parents were already calling for us to return home as it was rather late and we were exhausted. It was certainly one of my happiest moments in life.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Tales Runner
Argh! I forgot to do my weekly blog-ing again. Its mainly due to me playing this game I haven't played for about nine months, Tales Runner. Well, you know, after the examination period, everyone has less stress so we can celebrate. That's why I was playing Tales Runner as during the examination our access to computers usually gets restricted.
I logged in, then I went to the lobby. There were many rooms on the waiting list, waiting for people to join them before they start the game. As Possessed Daddy Octopus was my favourite game, I went in to the respective room of the Expert Channel. The objective of the game was to reach the goal while avoiding the lasers if possible that will zap one upon contact. One will then have to press the left and right arrow keys repeatedly to shake off from the zap. The Mommy Octopus will be chasing from the back, while the Daddy Octopus will continue shooting its lasers, trying to hold players back. In addition to the blue lasers, there's also the deadly laser, the red laser. Upon contact, its game over for the player. I got first because I was using Maki, a character which has alot of control, which enables one to manoeuvres through obstacles more easily despite its speed being one of the lowest.
I played a few games with eye breaks of five minutes at intervals of an hour before I went to the park. I went to the Alchemist to see what materials I needed to make my desired Beelzebub set, which is mainly cards collected from the end of each race. Then, I headed to the Shop to see what was in store that I could purchase. After that, I headed to the Non-Playing Character better known as Sunflower Witch. There were 3 minigames that would need 100 TR (the in-game currency) to play once. It was rather expensive but there was an achievement that when we play it 50 times, we would get 10001 TR, which is a profit of 5001 TR. Therefore I continued to play it till I got bored, where I decided to log off.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Examinations :)
Oh gosh! I got so absorbed in revising my work for the upcoming examinations ( actually it's already going on ) that I almost forgot to update my blog. Phew! Lucky I remembered.
As I was saying, examinations do bring a certain amount of stress to me, but I am unlike others, who look at the negative side of it. Treat examination as a monster, one has to know how to evade its powerful move by revising what moves it might come out. One also has to know when to take a break from the never-ending revisions. If not, one might get too exhausted and would be too off-guard, resulting in the examination defeating one. One has to counter its moves efficiently, through patience and determination, the monster will eventually topple to its feet, allowing one to emerge victorious.
Many people treat it as stress; they dread it. However, frankly speaking, although it brings stress, I still like examinations. You would be asking why by now, and these are the reasons; During Examination period, lesser homework is given and there is even a Co-Curricular Activity stand-down, dedicated to those conscientious students (like me) who are determined to strive to excel in academics. So time is more flexible, allowing me to sleep and rest well unlike normal school days where homework is abundant and a day without homework is considered a miracle. Sometimes, the burden of homework can really cause me at some moment in time to feel rather depressed and lazy as I might be burning the midnight oil given the already-exhausted status I was in.
What more, I can also gage how much I have absorbed from all those lessons my teachers were giving. Sometimes, I frown when I do not have high marks on my examination scripts, but I told myself, '' Fret not, now I know I am weak in this particular subject, I should read up more on it.'' Therefore, examinations not only help me gage where I stand as a class whether I am average, above average, or below average, it also gives me motivation to strive harder. As the saying goes, ''Without failure, there is no sweetness in success.'' .I treat examinations like a normal homework, just that there is something like a time attack, where I cannot laze around and also an individual task, where no help can be obtained from anyone. Examination is also a once in a blue moon event where the whole class is completely quiet.
Therefore, I feel that although we might only feel the cons of examinations, we should also be optimistic and look at the benefits it actually gives us. We should not let our minds get overshadowed by the cons, instead let the pros smite the battlefield of pros and cons of examinations. Changing our perspective that examinations is a dreaded moment of life to an assessment that benefits us would definitely not cause us depressions. Okay, I think it is about time I get back to my revision. Remember to stay positive! :)
As I was saying, examinations do bring a certain amount of stress to me, but I am unlike others, who look at the negative side of it. Treat examination as a monster, one has to know how to evade its powerful move by revising what moves it might come out. One also has to know when to take a break from the never-ending revisions. If not, one might get too exhausted and would be too off-guard, resulting in the examination defeating one. One has to counter its moves efficiently, through patience and determination, the monster will eventually topple to its feet, allowing one to emerge victorious.
Many people treat it as stress; they dread it. However, frankly speaking, although it brings stress, I still like examinations. You would be asking why by now, and these are the reasons; During Examination period, lesser homework is given and there is even a Co-Curricular Activity stand-down, dedicated to those conscientious students (like me) who are determined to strive to excel in academics. So time is more flexible, allowing me to sleep and rest well unlike normal school days where homework is abundant and a day without homework is considered a miracle. Sometimes, the burden of homework can really cause me at some moment in time to feel rather depressed and lazy as I might be burning the midnight oil given the already-exhausted status I was in.
What more, I can also gage how much I have absorbed from all those lessons my teachers were giving. Sometimes, I frown when I do not have high marks on my examination scripts, but I told myself, '' Fret not, now I know I am weak in this particular subject, I should read up more on it.'' Therefore, examinations not only help me gage where I stand as a class whether I am average, above average, or below average, it also gives me motivation to strive harder. As the saying goes, ''Without failure, there is no sweetness in success.'' .I treat examinations like a normal homework, just that there is something like a time attack, where I cannot laze around and also an individual task, where no help can be obtained from anyone. Examination is also a once in a blue moon event where the whole class is completely quiet.
Therefore, I feel that although we might only feel the cons of examinations, we should also be optimistic and look at the benefits it actually gives us. We should not let our minds get overshadowed by the cons, instead let the pros smite the battlefield of pros and cons of examinations. Changing our perspective that examinations is a dreaded moment of life to an assessment that benefits us would definitely not cause us depressions. Okay, I think it is about time I get back to my revision. Remember to stay positive! :)
Sunday, October 2, 2011
CIP at Woodlands Waterfront
28th September was not another boring day like any other day. It was when the whole of the Secondary Ones had a CIP-event at Woodlands Waterfront where we were supposed to go there and pick up litter.
It all started out as a bright day. I assembled at the quadrangle with my fellow classmates, although I was quite certain that the assembly area was supposed to be at the parade square, but oh well, since the organiser, Mrs Lee Ai Hoon was already at the quadrangle so I guessed they could have change the assembly area. Seeing that it was almost time for everyone to gather, she used a loudspeaker to announce to those Secondary Ones who were still in their classrooms to quicken up and assemble. When it was 3pm, attendance was taken. Shockingly, there were still students, even from my class, still streaming in. It was quite obvious from their perspiration that they were playing Basketball at the Basketball Court and forgot all about the time.
Due to the latecomers from my class, my class was not amongst the first to depart for Woodlands Waterfront. Well, looking at the bright side, at least we can follow the class in front, without the need to know the directions to Woodlands Waterfront. We were told to walk in twos and to close up the gaps, so that we can reach the destination faster. Soon, the rule was getting more loose and loose. There were humongous spaces in between each other and no one saw the need to close up the gaps, resulting in the formation in which we walked chaotic. My partner was Wai Weng. To keep boredom at bay, I decided to play a word game with my partner. It was a 20-minutes walk to Woodlands Waterfront.
Upon reaching our destination, the already exhausted us were nonetheless exhilarated. We took a class photograph before we set off to our base camp. I failed to see the point in taking a class photograph, but it did not affect me much anyway. My form teacher, Mr Poh, gave a few students, including me a black plastic bag, to store all those litters that we picked up. We were also given each a pair of gloves to equip due to hygiene practice. We were given a rather big area to scavenge for the litter. Wai Weng was the only guy who was loyally sticking with me to share the bag that I had till he joined some female classmates playing with a plastic container lid which they found on the ground as litter, treating it as a Frisbee.
I knew that the purpose of this event was to pick up litter, not to play around, therefore I did not join those people playing Frisbee but stayed headstrong on the concerning issue of littering. There were some strange-looking objects that I found strewn all over the area, while some of the items are strange to be found in such an area, like a small golf ball. I found it weird that the litter I found most was these cable-wires. They were not even fastened. Like who in the right mind would bother to throw so many of these cable-wires? Nonetheless, I still picked those up and threw into the garbage bag. What was more appealing to me was that some female classmates were having a whale of a time, taking photographs of themselves jumping up and down. So picking litter became playing Frisbee and taking photographs, well, that was certainly a ''marvellous'' job done by some of my classmates.
Time should stop proving that it can fly. In no time, it was already time for us to head back to school. Well, I was certain that the job we were supposed to do here was not really complete, but teachers were rallying us back, I had no choice but to succumb to ''fate''. We were given a five minute break where we were allowed to go toilet to empty our bladder, buy drinks to quench our thirst or we could even play on the equipment at the Woodlands Waterfront. We then headed back to school.
On the way back, I suggested with my partner maybe we could sing some songs to forget about the tiredness of our legs. But this idea was negative, far too negative. Some of my classmates heard my suggestion and started singing those cheers that we sang during Secondary 1 Orientation Camp. You know, once they start, it's hard to ever put an end to it. They threw their hands up and jumped like there was no tomorrow, singing like they had never sung before. Luckily our form teacher was at the back while we were far ahead of them, or else we would have gotten scolded severely. Well, I decided to drop out of the bunch of crazy friends, as I did not want to join them acting like hooligans. We were wearing our PE attire, part of our school uniform. Not really an awesome idea to act like one. Some passer-bys were giving us shocked expressions as they watched my friends act insanely in dismay. I tried to stop my friends, but they ignored me. I was as guilty as sin because I was the one who initiated this scene. They even chased each other and tweaked some of the cheer lyrics, making it sound a little offending.
We reached school after what seemed like an eternity. We headed to our classrooms where Mr Poh accounts for everyone's presence before dismissing us. Many of us were tired, while some still quite active, shouting across the classroom to communicate with each other. Everyone, including the teachers all agreed that the walking was more tiring than picking up litter. After everyone was present, we were dismissed. We dragged our feet, like there was a tonne worth of weight on our legs, moving small steps by small steps.
Although this event has met its purpose of raising awareness of the concerning issue of litter, and also providing the Secondary Ones some CIP hours, I felt that there was still room for improvement for this event. What if it rains halfway when we are picking for litter? Do we run back? Or do we wait till the rain stops under a shelter? I feel that all these details should be included in the briefing for this CIP event, to make it more organized and less chaotic should the unexpected occurs. Maybe, the teachers should also participate in the picking of litter instead of sitting under the sheltered area, to increase the closeness between the teachers and the students and meanwhile keep a closer eye to the students, restricting their area for going astray from purpose, allowing students to stay on task. The school could also charter buses to transport students to and fro, because the event is so short that more time was spent on walking there than doing the actual task. Alternatively, the school can also schedule a date where there would be more time for the event. Nonetheless, this event can be considered a successful one; I hope there would be more of such meaningful events, enriching students of more knowledge.
It all started out as a bright day. I assembled at the quadrangle with my fellow classmates, although I was quite certain that the assembly area was supposed to be at the parade square, but oh well, since the organiser, Mrs Lee Ai Hoon was already at the quadrangle so I guessed they could have change the assembly area. Seeing that it was almost time for everyone to gather, she used a loudspeaker to announce to those Secondary Ones who were still in their classrooms to quicken up and assemble. When it was 3pm, attendance was taken. Shockingly, there were still students, even from my class, still streaming in. It was quite obvious from their perspiration that they were playing Basketball at the Basketball Court and forgot all about the time.
Due to the latecomers from my class, my class was not amongst the first to depart for Woodlands Waterfront. Well, looking at the bright side, at least we can follow the class in front, without the need to know the directions to Woodlands Waterfront. We were told to walk in twos and to close up the gaps, so that we can reach the destination faster. Soon, the rule was getting more loose and loose. There were humongous spaces in between each other and no one saw the need to close up the gaps, resulting in the formation in which we walked chaotic. My partner was Wai Weng. To keep boredom at bay, I decided to play a word game with my partner. It was a 20-minutes walk to Woodlands Waterfront.
Upon reaching our destination, the already exhausted us were nonetheless exhilarated. We took a class photograph before we set off to our base camp. I failed to see the point in taking a class photograph, but it did not affect me much anyway. My form teacher, Mr Poh, gave a few students, including me a black plastic bag, to store all those litters that we picked up. We were also given each a pair of gloves to equip due to hygiene practice. We were given a rather big area to scavenge for the litter. Wai Weng was the only guy who was loyally sticking with me to share the bag that I had till he joined some female classmates playing with a plastic container lid which they found on the ground as litter, treating it as a Frisbee.
I knew that the purpose of this event was to pick up litter, not to play around, therefore I did not join those people playing Frisbee but stayed headstrong on the concerning issue of littering. There were some strange-looking objects that I found strewn all over the area, while some of the items are strange to be found in such an area, like a small golf ball. I found it weird that the litter I found most was these cable-wires. They were not even fastened. Like who in the right mind would bother to throw so many of these cable-wires? Nonetheless, I still picked those up and threw into the garbage bag. What was more appealing to me was that some female classmates were having a whale of a time, taking photographs of themselves jumping up and down. So picking litter became playing Frisbee and taking photographs, well, that was certainly a ''marvellous'' job done by some of my classmates.
Time should stop proving that it can fly. In no time, it was already time for us to head back to school. Well, I was certain that the job we were supposed to do here was not really complete, but teachers were rallying us back, I had no choice but to succumb to ''fate''. We were given a five minute break where we were allowed to go toilet to empty our bladder, buy drinks to quench our thirst or we could even play on the equipment at the Woodlands Waterfront. We then headed back to school.
On the way back, I suggested with my partner maybe we could sing some songs to forget about the tiredness of our legs. But this idea was negative, far too negative. Some of my classmates heard my suggestion and started singing those cheers that we sang during Secondary 1 Orientation Camp. You know, once they start, it's hard to ever put an end to it. They threw their hands up and jumped like there was no tomorrow, singing like they had never sung before. Luckily our form teacher was at the back while we were far ahead of them, or else we would have gotten scolded severely. Well, I decided to drop out of the bunch of crazy friends, as I did not want to join them acting like hooligans. We were wearing our PE attire, part of our school uniform. Not really an awesome idea to act like one. Some passer-bys were giving us shocked expressions as they watched my friends act insanely in dismay. I tried to stop my friends, but they ignored me. I was as guilty as sin because I was the one who initiated this scene. They even chased each other and tweaked some of the cheer lyrics, making it sound a little offending.
We reached school after what seemed like an eternity. We headed to our classrooms where Mr Poh accounts for everyone's presence before dismissing us. Many of us were tired, while some still quite active, shouting across the classroom to communicate with each other. Everyone, including the teachers all agreed that the walking was more tiring than picking up litter. After everyone was present, we were dismissed. We dragged our feet, like there was a tonne worth of weight on our legs, moving small steps by small steps.
Although this event has met its purpose of raising awareness of the concerning issue of litter, and also providing the Secondary Ones some CIP hours, I felt that there was still room for improvement for this event. What if it rains halfway when we are picking for litter? Do we run back? Or do we wait till the rain stops under a shelter? I feel that all these details should be included in the briefing for this CIP event, to make it more organized and less chaotic should the unexpected occurs. Maybe, the teachers should also participate in the picking of litter instead of sitting under the sheltered area, to increase the closeness between the teachers and the students and meanwhile keep a closer eye to the students, restricting their area for going astray from purpose, allowing students to stay on task. The school could also charter buses to transport students to and fro, because the event is so short that more time was spent on walking there than doing the actual task. Alternatively, the school can also schedule a date where there would be more time for the event. Nonetheless, this event can be considered a successful one; I hope there would be more of such meaningful events, enriching students of more knowledge.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
First Online Multi-player Game I Played
Many people experiences first-times, including me...
Exhilarated was the most appropriate word to describe my feelings when I first tried to download this online game client, Puzzle Pirates, to experience what the virtual world was like back then, when I was 8. It was certainly very confusing to me because I had never had the experience of doing this sort of administrative stuff where I needed to register to play and also download the client. It took me awhile before I got the hang of it. I waited awhile for the client to finish downloading before I launched the game.
There were many servers to choose from and I randomly picked one since I did not know which server was more beneficial for me. I created a character and soon I got into the game. Mesmerized by the graphics, I continued the tutorials given upon my character's creation. The tutorials were brief but very clear. I went for a pillage out in the seas with some other players and that was when I found that the game was very educational for me because I could not only interact with other players, strengthening bonds between one another, I could also do the duty puzzles, where I would have to squeeze my brain juices to play the puzzles. There was even a duty roster after every league, indicating to players the progress of their puzzles, be it Booched, Poor, Fine, Good, Excellent or Incredible.
There were many other things to do in the game and I soon found myself actively engaged in them. What I liked most of the game was that they would remind players to take a break should we be playing the game too long, because sometimes players are just so obsessed with the task at hand in the game that they forgot to go for an eye break.
Unfortunately, homework caught up with me and occupied most of my schedule, causing me to lose interest in the game after some time due to the tiredness I received after finishing all my homework; I had to sleep to rejuvenate myself, resulting in myself not being able to go online and do the mind-stretching puzzles and more. This first online multi-player game I played netted me alot of knowledge on sea-related stuff along with teamwork skills.
Till now, I am still grateful that I knew about this game, sadly, I forgot my password to that 5-year-old account so I had to create a new pirate, revisiting the game is another wonderful experience.
Exhilarated was the most appropriate word to describe my feelings when I first tried to download this online game client, Puzzle Pirates, to experience what the virtual world was like back then, when I was 8. It was certainly very confusing to me because I had never had the experience of doing this sort of administrative stuff where I needed to register to play and also download the client. It took me awhile before I got the hang of it. I waited awhile for the client to finish downloading before I launched the game.
There were many servers to choose from and I randomly picked one since I did not know which server was more beneficial for me. I created a character and soon I got into the game. Mesmerized by the graphics, I continued the tutorials given upon my character's creation. The tutorials were brief but very clear. I went for a pillage out in the seas with some other players and that was when I found that the game was very educational for me because I could not only interact with other players, strengthening bonds between one another, I could also do the duty puzzles, where I would have to squeeze my brain juices to play the puzzles. There was even a duty roster after every league, indicating to players the progress of their puzzles, be it Booched, Poor, Fine, Good, Excellent or Incredible.
There were many other things to do in the game and I soon found myself actively engaged in them. What I liked most of the game was that they would remind players to take a break should we be playing the game too long, because sometimes players are just so obsessed with the task at hand in the game that they forgot to go for an eye break.
Unfortunately, homework caught up with me and occupied most of my schedule, causing me to lose interest in the game after some time due to the tiredness I received after finishing all my homework; I had to sleep to rejuvenate myself, resulting in myself not being able to go online and do the mind-stretching puzzles and more. This first online multi-player game I played netted me alot of knowledge on sea-related stuff along with teamwork skills.
Till now, I am still grateful that I knew about this game, sadly, I forgot my password to that 5-year-old account so I had to create a new pirate, revisiting the game is another wonderful experience.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
English Difficulties
Everyone has difficulties in life, and I am no exception. Everyone has subjects that they are weak in, and I am no exception either. English has always been the subject I have detested the most, because there are many different components that make up the score on the report book; many of them are not easy to score, let alone ace them.
Oral has always been the most dreaded subject for me in the English component, because there is three components in Oral, which are the Reading, Picture Discussion, and Conversation. Reading has never been a trouble to me in Primary school but in Secondary school, words get tougher, with some never-seen-before words. Of course, Phonics will definitely play a big role in pronouncing these weird-looking words, but as my English teacher said, ''English is not remembering this formula and applying it that's it, but English has alot of exceptions.'' So how far can Phonics help me to pronounce words? Not much. Picture discussion is another trouble. Sometimes, words pop up to me immediately when I look at the picture, but problem is that I cannot ascertain that the words are applicable for that situation as pictured in the paper. As I do not want to take the risk of using words wrongly, I tend to use simple words which can hardly net any good scores. Next, is Conversation. Singlish, is commonly used in teens' life, therefore it is common to be spoken out. I always will have to stammer when I am about to speak the Singlish word, in an attempt to try to find an appropriate synonym to replace the Singlish word. I could also easily stray off-topic when I am too indulged in talking. Therefore I do not score well in Oral.
Summary is another obstacle blocking me from getting good scores. I noticed that I cannot get the correct 15 points despite many attempts and I always add in irrelevant points which eat up my words, causing me to have very limited words. Shortening sentences has also become a problem for me as sometimes I take away the important point in the midst of shortening the sentence. My most drastic problem is to use my own words. As my vocabulary is not very broad, I tend to repeat some of the words and use words wrongly, causing me to lose the meaning in the sentence which ultimately causes me to lose a point for content. I have made several attempts to try to use many words which were not that simple, but my score does not rise, which is saddening to me. The other problem is my tenses. As I am thinking of plotting my sentences while writing in both summary and composition, I tend to make mistakes in my tenses carelessly, causing me to lose precious marks too.
Overcoming these difficulties will no doubt be hard, but when there is a will there is a way !
Oral has always been the most dreaded subject for me in the English component, because there is three components in Oral, which are the Reading, Picture Discussion, and Conversation. Reading has never been a trouble to me in Primary school but in Secondary school, words get tougher, with some never-seen-before words. Of course, Phonics will definitely play a big role in pronouncing these weird-looking words, but as my English teacher said, ''English is not remembering this formula and applying it that's it, but English has alot of exceptions.'' So how far can Phonics help me to pronounce words? Not much. Picture discussion is another trouble. Sometimes, words pop up to me immediately when I look at the picture, but problem is that I cannot ascertain that the words are applicable for that situation as pictured in the paper. As I do not want to take the risk of using words wrongly, I tend to use simple words which can hardly net any good scores. Next, is Conversation. Singlish, is commonly used in teens' life, therefore it is common to be spoken out. I always will have to stammer when I am about to speak the Singlish word, in an attempt to try to find an appropriate synonym to replace the Singlish word. I could also easily stray off-topic when I am too indulged in talking. Therefore I do not score well in Oral.
Summary is another obstacle blocking me from getting good scores. I noticed that I cannot get the correct 15 points despite many attempts and I always add in irrelevant points which eat up my words, causing me to have very limited words. Shortening sentences has also become a problem for me as sometimes I take away the important point in the midst of shortening the sentence. My most drastic problem is to use my own words. As my vocabulary is not very broad, I tend to repeat some of the words and use words wrongly, causing me to lose the meaning in the sentence which ultimately causes me to lose a point for content. I have made several attempts to try to use many words which were not that simple, but my score does not rise, which is saddening to me. The other problem is my tenses. As I am thinking of plotting my sentences while writing in both summary and composition, I tend to make mistakes in my tenses carelessly, causing me to lose precious marks too.
Overcoming these difficulties will no doubt be hard, but when there is a will there is a way !
Mother Tongue Brew
First sight on the title, one might question what is the meaning of 'brew', I was no exception when I was informed there was a Mother Tongue Brew on 15th September. My curiosity carried me further as I googled on the word 'Brew', but to no avail, I still could not figure out the meaning of 'brew'. Disappointed, I had to give up. As the event was getting nearer, my curiosity was also getting greater.
When the event itself came, the Secondary 1 and 2 were all gathered outside Indoor Sports Hall, waiting to enter. Upon entering, we were then asked to sit according to our classes. We had a short briefing before we were dismissed back to our classrooms for our events. At that point of time, I was still doubtful of the purpose of this event.
My class and I returned to our classroom and were surprised to see that the instructor was already waiting for us. With a sense of urgency, everyone scrambled back to their seats hastily so as to not keep the instructor waiting. The instructor then briefed us on how to play Congkak, a traditional game. It was a 2-player game and my partner was Wai Weng. As we two had played that game on Club Penguin, just that the game was called Mancala, we proceeded without watching the demonstration. After a friendly match, I emerged victorious.
It was then time for bean art. It was a chinese culture. I did not know of such culture, I guess I should be more aware of my culture I believe. As time was limited, the instructor did a very brief introduction and told us how to produce the beautiful artwork. The instructor then said we had to think of a design to decorate on our paper plate. She said if one has no idea, one could use one of her templates, cut and paste. Given my independence, I told myself not to rely on her templates and think up of a design myself. The Mickey Mouse design on my pencil case was smiling at me as I stared at it thinking of a design, it then struck me that I could use it as my design. I took my pencil, drew the face of Mickey Mouse. I used my own glue and glued the beans and rice onto the paper plate. Within minutes, my artwork was done but it looked terrible. I did not blame myself for such awful artwork as I knew my art skills were not that magnificent. We were then dismissed from school and that marked the end of the event.
Till now, I still do not know the meaning of 'Mother Tongue Brew' although I can identify the purpose of the event; to raise awareness of cultures of other races among Riversidians. I feel that this event is meaningful as it brings people from different races together to experience cultures together.
When the event itself came, the Secondary 1 and 2 were all gathered outside Indoor Sports Hall, waiting to enter. Upon entering, we were then asked to sit according to our classes. We had a short briefing before we were dismissed back to our classrooms for our events. At that point of time, I was still doubtful of the purpose of this event.
My class and I returned to our classroom and were surprised to see that the instructor was already waiting for us. With a sense of urgency, everyone scrambled back to their seats hastily so as to not keep the instructor waiting. The instructor then briefed us on how to play Congkak, a traditional game. It was a 2-player game and my partner was Wai Weng. As we two had played that game on Club Penguin, just that the game was called Mancala, we proceeded without watching the demonstration. After a friendly match, I emerged victorious.
It was then time for bean art. It was a chinese culture. I did not know of such culture, I guess I should be more aware of my culture I believe. As time was limited, the instructor did a very brief introduction and told us how to produce the beautiful artwork. The instructor then said we had to think of a design to decorate on our paper plate. She said if one has no idea, one could use one of her templates, cut and paste. Given my independence, I told myself not to rely on her templates and think up of a design myself. The Mickey Mouse design on my pencil case was smiling at me as I stared at it thinking of a design, it then struck me that I could use it as my design. I took my pencil, drew the face of Mickey Mouse. I used my own glue and glued the beans and rice onto the paper plate. Within minutes, my artwork was done but it looked terrible. I did not blame myself for such awful artwork as I knew my art skills were not that magnificent. We were then dismissed from school and that marked the end of the event.
Till now, I still do not know the meaning of 'Mother Tongue Brew' although I can identify the purpose of the event; to raise awareness of cultures of other races among Riversidians. I feel that this event is meaningful as it brings people from different races together to experience cultures together.
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