It always seems that natural disasters are too faraway from us, until today I know that how close they can be...
A call from mum awoke me from my reverie while I was reading redox reaction in the cool and cosy study room. (Yesterday due to my late return, I was issued an hourly-report as a punishment by the discipline teacher,so I have to stay in the study room study the whole day and report HOURLY) I wondered whether some emergent accidents happened, as usually she only calls at night, her worried tone did not prove my prediction wrong, yet it contained some elements of "black humour" in her tone.
"You know the earthquake, yesterday I was not at home the whole afternoon because of the earthquake..."
"EARTHQUAKE? It is only in Si Chuan, isn't it?" Her sentence struck fear in my heart that I interrupted her with intensified anxiety."
"Oh, don't worry about it, only a small fraction of the seismic wave affected here,so it is not very serious.."she tried to reassure me but to no avail, for I was still captured by fear.
"yet how did you know it was earthquake, did you FEEL it?"curiosity arose along with anxiety, I could feel my heart palpitating.
"I was sitting in front of the computer when the light in our bedroom began to shake, it was all of a sudden that I knew immediately that it could be nothing but an earthquake..."she began her story with great excitement, as if she was a hero(heroine actually).
"Then.."
"Then I put on my shoes and go directly downstairs, I came to the Wen Bo Plaza, a lot of people were there in avoidance of the upcoming earthquake, it was quite scary, everyone eschewed high-rise buildings...that is why I did not dare to stay in the house, it would be terrible."
"Only the light began to shake?"My curiosity was not completely satisfied.
"It was then the whole floor, because I was too panicky to think a little further that I could just rush down, so you too must always be prepared to run away in case of emergency..as agile as me..."
"Ok...no problem. Yet are you sure it is safe now? Will there be another attack, suddenly?"
"Oh, Si Chuan was badly affected, here it is quite Ok, so don't worry,oh,students from Exp School are dismissed to prevent potential injury..."
"......"
"......"
Knowing from The Strait Times that China was suffering from the earthquake, those Chinese chefs from the the hostel kitchen are all empathetic with great concern.Knowing from my mum that she has been so close to such a terrible disaster, I let out a sigh of relief that we had all been so fortunate.
It seems that this Olympic Year is proved to be a challenging period, with so many "rough protrusions" all along the way, but I believe that it is in such a trying period that a country grows, so does its people. Eventually the cocoon will be broken and what then appears is a beautiful butterfly.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mother's Day
My parents are coming...in the Family Tee.....
"Tee" is Singaporean name for T-shirt. Walking on the street of Singapore, you can find that Tee is ubiqitous.Being one of the most convenient and comfortable clothes type, this kind of shirt will never fail to catch your eye, especially in school----Class Tee, CCA Tee, Orientation Camp Tee, Integrated Trip Tee......various tees of different shapes and designs create a unique type of culture, which is rarely seen in China; actually, this kind of culture is almost non-exist elsewhere, thus it may well be regarded as one of Singapore school's 'trademarks'.
In this way, Tee almost substitutes emblems in some communities and organisations and this gives it a special function and status----a symbol of unity. Once you are in one of these 'symbolic Tees', you will be besieged by a sense of unity,which acts as a prelude to a sense of pride and eventually a sense of belongings. This may be the most valid reason why Tee is so prevalent here, and why it may have the effect of promoting group spirits----it grants people common identity.
In the wake of the official description of 'Tee Phenomenon' in Singapore above, I proudly reiterate that my parents are coming to see us in Family Tee, which is particularly sold in the shop "Shan Guo Yan Yi"in my hometown to commemorate our reunion as a family again. In the seemingly interminable battle with nostalgia for over half a year, I finally could anticipate something to happen and alter my unchangeable lifestyle for a while, that is my parents' arrival!
Having been a shopping-maniac since we were born, my dear mum devotes most of her time in choosing suitable things for us. Holding the previlege to enjoy the happiness in her adulthood, she nevertheless choose to play her own bliss second fiddle. Bring up children is a conbination of bappiness and tediousness, this is the very axiom derived by my loving mother. However, she undeterredly shoulders her responsibilities and unvariably provides us with the most considerate "childcare services". This time, her arrival is not an exception.Almost one month ago, she began to 'search for' things which we are in dire need here, namely, mosquito nets,summer clothes, suntan cream,portable nail file, etc...every time is like this, she is always most conscious of our material needs and then sets up on the task of CHILDCARE.In the past, especially when I was in secondary school, at the age of 'rebellion', I used to neglect her care and be fussy about the standard of her service, holding firmly that All of it was to be taken for granted. Until one day, I watched her silhouette vanishing gradually as I passed the checkpoint and waited impatiently in the terminal,heart palpitating in my chest,I knew that it was my turn to shoulder the responsibily of care, both the donor and the recipient of the care is myself.
She seldom wanted me to be worried about her, although sometimes I could perceive her immense distress as she talked to me in the phone, yet she always contrived to speak as casually as possible, trying to conceal any elements of disturbance. I kept this unrevealed, I do not want her to know that I am worried about her, either. Occasionally I was grumpy and hurled all my unhappy experiences towards her. She is always composed, soothing and relieving, being alert to my changes in mood while lending me a listening ear. Occasionally I tend to believe in the existence of Telepathy....
On this Mother's Day, I have nothing to give to her, however I know, material gift is not that important to her. She does not expect that at all. So,happy Mother's Day, mother, you know that in fact I wish you happy every day.
It will be her first flight...Welcome!!! We will stroll around this "garden city" in Family Tee
(Also Happy Mother's Day to Mrs Sabar, My dear Mummy Yip and My dear godmother)
"Tee" is Singaporean name for T-shirt. Walking on the street of Singapore, you can find that Tee is ubiqitous.Being one of the most convenient and comfortable clothes type, this kind of shirt will never fail to catch your eye, especially in school----Class Tee, CCA Tee, Orientation Camp Tee, Integrated Trip Tee......various tees of different shapes and designs create a unique type of culture, which is rarely seen in China; actually, this kind of culture is almost non-exist elsewhere, thus it may well be regarded as one of Singapore school's 'trademarks'.
In this way, Tee almost substitutes emblems in some communities and organisations and this gives it a special function and status----a symbol of unity. Once you are in one of these 'symbolic Tees', you will be besieged by a sense of unity,which acts as a prelude to a sense of pride and eventually a sense of belongings. This may be the most valid reason why Tee is so prevalent here, and why it may have the effect of promoting group spirits----it grants people common identity.
In the wake of the official description of 'Tee Phenomenon' in Singapore above, I proudly reiterate that my parents are coming to see us in Family Tee, which is particularly sold in the shop "Shan Guo Yan Yi"in my hometown to commemorate our reunion as a family again. In the seemingly interminable battle with nostalgia for over half a year, I finally could anticipate something to happen and alter my unchangeable lifestyle for a while, that is my parents' arrival!
Having been a shopping-maniac since we were born, my dear mum devotes most of her time in choosing suitable things for us. Holding the previlege to enjoy the happiness in her adulthood, she nevertheless choose to play her own bliss second fiddle. Bring up children is a conbination of bappiness and tediousness, this is the very axiom derived by my loving mother. However, she undeterredly shoulders her responsibilities and unvariably provides us with the most considerate "childcare services". This time, her arrival is not an exception.Almost one month ago, she began to 'search for' things which we are in dire need here, namely, mosquito nets,summer clothes, suntan cream,portable nail file, etc...every time is like this, she is always most conscious of our material needs and then sets up on the task of CHILDCARE.In the past, especially when I was in secondary school, at the age of 'rebellion', I used to neglect her care and be fussy about the standard of her service, holding firmly that All of it was to be taken for granted. Until one day, I watched her silhouette vanishing gradually as I passed the checkpoint and waited impatiently in the terminal,heart palpitating in my chest,I knew that it was my turn to shoulder the responsibily of care, both the donor and the recipient of the care is myself.
She seldom wanted me to be worried about her, although sometimes I could perceive her immense distress as she talked to me in the phone, yet she always contrived to speak as casually as possible, trying to conceal any elements of disturbance. I kept this unrevealed, I do not want her to know that I am worried about her, either. Occasionally I was grumpy and hurled all my unhappy experiences towards her. She is always composed, soothing and relieving, being alert to my changes in mood while lending me a listening ear. Occasionally I tend to believe in the existence of Telepathy....
On this Mother's Day, I have nothing to give to her, however I know, material gift is not that important to her. She does not expect that at all. So,happy Mother's Day, mother, you know that in fact I wish you happy every day.
It will be her first flight...Welcome!!! We will stroll around this "garden city" in Family Tee
(Also Happy Mother's Day to Mrs Sabar, My dear Mummy Yip and My dear godmother)
Friday, May 9, 2008
End Of The War
After two weeks torturing in the classroom struggling with papers, I can finally take a break and release my mind which has been vexed by too many feelings. The holiday is on the corner, retrospecting what we had gone through, May is certainly a season filled with torture and challenge--a season of indulgence and a season to say "welcome" and "goodbye".
At the very moment our dear Chinese teacher Benny Ng retrieved my Chinese Literature paper from my trembling hands, I knew that the battle was over, a battle which I had hoped so badly for it to over...It is not that I think tests are not necessary, actually, they are highly important tools to motivate us to wark hard, and......highly USEFUL benchmark for teachers to "judge" us, and......highly crutial evidence that we are studying, instead of idling around with a bleak future awaiting us. However, facing this kind of marathon, any deny of the presence of stress and nervousness is proved to be false. We strive to welcome it with joy and confidence, yet at the end of it there is absence of relief and excitement...
It is over?
It is OVER!!
If it is over, let it be over~~~
Sounds pessimistic, however, there are reasons for me to drop those unrealistic optimism ( although I have promised millions of times to stick to it, until the end of the Mid-Year it suddenly dauned on me that it was not realistic) For Mid-year, I tried my best...and it is hard to give a general feeling about it, the results have not come out yet, so it is not time to mourn or celebrate.
In retrospect, in the past three years every time after the crutial examination, I would spend the rest of the day going out with my parents, discussing the answers with my sister, and indulging in the most tantalising dishes that the most skillful chefs could provide; I would lie idly on the bed, side by side with my sister, father and mother, emptying my brain which had been crammed with too much knowledge and pressure; I would keep cycling the whole afternoon, letting the wind howl beside my ears, letting the coldness pierce through my body, rendering me numb......
Here, on the equator, there is no parents to go out with, there is no courage to discuss the answers, there is no enough money to indulge, there is no space to lie down, stretching my limbs, there is no bicycle, no piercing wind, no invisible imps mumbling to you at the silent night...
There is interminable leaving.My friends(except my dear Candy, a lovely and meek creature) are leaving, they are immersed in indescribable joy and excitement, they are heading for their paradise, they are swarming towards their territories, they are in the seventh heaven, packing with trembling hands. That is just the prologue, two more unexpected departures are the real thing that stabbed my heart, rendering me sorrowful and speechless~~~My two dearest, most affable, most venerable and most caring principals are leaving, too. Their tickets have been prepared and departure dates fixed, indicating that it is INDEED a season of saying goodbye.
Three weeks ago, I read Daniel's story"saying goodbye", it was riveting and moving, yet fictional...now, the real leaving is impending, after the END OF THE WAR, after all these torture, all these mutual encouragement, after all these days insanely biting those textbooks and worksheets in the cold study room(sometimes playing the piano in the music room:), after all these suffering of stress and uncertainty, after all these periods of writing crazily, we have really to say "goodbye".
Maths Olympics is at the end of the May, for which I still have to study hard on my Maths. I participate in the Open Group, so it will be more challenging and exciting.
Next week our results will gradually come out, may there be more tears, or more laughter? Time will tell, so "let it be"~~~
(It does not matter whether we reach the PEAK or not, what matters is that we HAVE EMBARKED)
So, strive on...
At the very moment our dear Chinese teacher Benny Ng retrieved my Chinese Literature paper from my trembling hands, I knew that the battle was over, a battle which I had hoped so badly for it to over...It is not that I think tests are not necessary, actually, they are highly important tools to motivate us to wark hard, and......highly USEFUL benchmark for teachers to "judge" us, and......highly crutial evidence that we are studying, instead of idling around with a bleak future awaiting us. However, facing this kind of marathon, any deny of the presence of stress and nervousness is proved to be false. We strive to welcome it with joy and confidence, yet at the end of it there is absence of relief and excitement...
It is over?
It is OVER!!
If it is over, let it be over~~~
Sounds pessimistic, however, there are reasons for me to drop those unrealistic optimism ( although I have promised millions of times to stick to it, until the end of the Mid-Year it suddenly dauned on me that it was not realistic) For Mid-year, I tried my best...and it is hard to give a general feeling about it, the results have not come out yet, so it is not time to mourn or celebrate.
In retrospect, in the past three years every time after the crutial examination, I would spend the rest of the day going out with my parents, discussing the answers with my sister, and indulging in the most tantalising dishes that the most skillful chefs could provide; I would lie idly on the bed, side by side with my sister, father and mother, emptying my brain which had been crammed with too much knowledge and pressure; I would keep cycling the whole afternoon, letting the wind howl beside my ears, letting the coldness pierce through my body, rendering me numb......
Here, on the equator, there is no parents to go out with, there is no courage to discuss the answers, there is no enough money to indulge, there is no space to lie down, stretching my limbs, there is no bicycle, no piercing wind, no invisible imps mumbling to you at the silent night...
There is interminable leaving.My friends(except my dear Candy, a lovely and meek creature) are leaving, they are immersed in indescribable joy and excitement, they are heading for their paradise, they are swarming towards their territories, they are in the seventh heaven, packing with trembling hands. That is just the prologue, two more unexpected departures are the real thing that stabbed my heart, rendering me sorrowful and speechless~~~My two dearest, most affable, most venerable and most caring principals are leaving, too. Their tickets have been prepared and departure dates fixed, indicating that it is INDEED a season of saying goodbye.
Three weeks ago, I read Daniel's story"saying goodbye", it was riveting and moving, yet fictional...now, the real leaving is impending, after the END OF THE WAR, after all these torture, all these mutual encouragement, after all these days insanely biting those textbooks and worksheets in the cold study room(sometimes playing the piano in the music room:), after all these suffering of stress and uncertainty, after all these periods of writing crazily, we have really to say "goodbye".
Maths Olympics is at the end of the May, for which I still have to study hard on my Maths. I participate in the Open Group, so it will be more challenging and exciting.
Next week our results will gradually come out, may there be more tears, or more laughter? Time will tell, so "let it be"~~~
(It does not matter whether we reach the PEAK or not, what matters is that we HAVE EMBARKED)
So, strive on...
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Almost the end...
We, assiduous and diligent students who happened to choose Chinese Literature as our tenth subject, are always deprived of the right to celebrate the end of examinations with other of my DEAR, LOVELY and cheerful classmates. Their battle always ends earlier than ours...sometimes one or two days, sometimes thre or four days...WE are the last batch of the Army, but we have te confidence to put all this to a marvelous end!!!
Yesterday, while I was struggling with my Additional Maths & Chinese Literature in the study room, miserably scratching at those mosquito bites, some Geography students were striving to cram FORESTS & Kalimatan & Benjamasin into their brains. At the same time, students from Commonwealth Secondary School were celebrating the end of this torture. Thus, I was doing my coordinates geometry and logarithm while they were merrily watching HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. I was overwhelmed by a surge of jealousy nad dreamt of the senario when OUR battle is over...and now, some of our fortunate comrades achieved this dream.
Never mind, we will strive on, do our best and stretch our potential to extremity, Mr Foo, Mr Lam, Mr Tan, Mrs Sabar, father, mother and all those who love us, we will not let you down!
(The battle is still on.....)
Yesterday, while I was struggling with my Additional Maths & Chinese Literature in the study room, miserably scratching at those mosquito bites, some Geography students were striving to cram FORESTS & Kalimatan & Benjamasin into their brains. At the same time, students from Commonwealth Secondary School were celebrating the end of this torture. Thus, I was doing my coordinates geometry and logarithm while they were merrily watching HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. I was overwhelmed by a surge of jealousy nad dreamt of the senario when OUR battle is over...and now, some of our fortunate comrades achieved this dream.
Never mind, we will strive on, do our best and stretch our potential to extremity, Mr Foo, Mr Lam, Mr Tan, Mrs Sabar, father, mother and all those who love us, we will not let you down!
(The battle is still on.....)
Monday, May 5, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Impossible&Possible
At first I thought I could not survive with Biology and History tests on the same day, for both subjects need elaborate preparation.However, as it turned out, my time management did not only enable me to finish rough revision for both subjects, but also made it possible for me to finish a little social study revision. With the help of my senior, I got better understanding of history source based questions and gained a little self confidence in that.Knowing that my other comrades are also struggling as I am, I have the courage to finish this bloody journey.
Only when I saw the lights of your bedrooms were alight till midnight did I know how high the price we paid for this exam;
Only when we packed in the study room, cowering in the coldness of air-con did I recognise how hard-working we are;
Only when I dissolved the coffee into my mini-cup did I realise this battle is fated to win;
Only when I discovered that so many people were fighting hard did I see the bright future awaiting us.
Let the storm strike heavier, freedom is on the corner!
(THE BATTLE IS STILL ON.........)
Only when I saw the lights of your bedrooms were alight till midnight did I know how high the price we paid for this exam;
Only when we packed in the study room, cowering in the coldness of air-con did I recognise how hard-working we are;
Only when I dissolved the coffee into my mini-cup did I realise this battle is fated to win;
Only when I discovered that so many people were fighting hard did I see the bright future awaiting us.
Let the storm strike heavier, freedom is on the corner!
(THE BATTLE IS STILL ON.........)
Thursday, April 24, 2008
MId Year Test Odyssey
There are only few days left for me to recollect what I had gained from half of this term's lessons, certain degree of anxiety and nervousness begin to brew and dissipate around my class. It seems that original peace and tranquility of learning is suddenly broken by the upcoming ordeal. Personally, I have nothing against examinations, they indeed to some extent propel me to move faster and not to be left behind, and i hope I will give a desirable report card to my parents as the best welcoming present for them when they arrive in June...
My coordinates geometry and graph-drawing sections in maths still need further practice, I don not what to spend too much time on graph question in the exam so I had better improve my proficiency in using the "FLEXIBLE" curve ruler from now, or I will be in face of more obstructions in the actuall paper. The matrice paper served as a monition to me, reminding me that never be too complacent to pay the efforts to practice and to think that certain knowledgr is too simple to grasp;practice makes perfect. This principle is always applicable no matter how easy the questions may be. Neglecting the significance of practising always results in undesirable conseqiences.
Meanwhile, I need to continue my practicing in English comprehension and strive to get higher marks for my compositions; I kept my promise to Mr Foo by not failing my common test paper yet I cannot ensure the same for my Mid-year, after all, I need more endurance and patience as well as stamina to finish the full-length paper and increase my accuracy in expressions at the samt time. Being struck with strikingly red marks of Mr Ng again and again, I realise it is high time for me to pay more efforts in honing my writing skills, or the peril of failing will really be imminent.
Last Friday was Sports Day, both boys and girls in my class did very well job in my eyes, they tried their best and gained tributes for my class, showing the strong bonds and sense of unity between us, which is what I am extremely glad to see. Although some were not content with their performance, I stick to the priciple that it is the awareness of participating that counts. As far as we paid effots and put our hearts in it throughout the process, there is nothing to regret. I myself ran the 800-metre for girl and got 4th position among the participants from both sec3 and sec4. Mingled with both gladness and strong belief, I am sure I will get better resuls for 402 next year.
This Friday we will have our 91st Speech Day and Prize Giving Day in the school hall, the executive CEO from Breadtalk Int(one of the most famous bread shops in Singapore, I ate at it once last Wednesday, the extensive variety of bread will never fail to whet your appetite) will be our school's guest of honour. I have nevered experienced such grand ceremony before, I wish it would be a great success.
My parents' departure and arriving dates were settled, and here I had submitted my application form for a guest room in our hostel at 9th storey. Hopefully they will enjoy their stay here and I will definitely be their little guide, exaggerating and showing off my massive knowledge about Singapore to them as well as appealing them to contribute to Singapore's economy by purchursing the wonderful merchandises here=D
I have to revise my Bio now.I have never thought that plants could bear so many fetures in their structures, and those adaptations are so fascinating, I am loving Bio better and better.(just like in China, it remains to be my favourate science subject, especially when we begin to dissect...sorry for being brutal...hah hah)
Last but not least, I whole-heartedly wish that all my classmates will do well in the Mid Year examinations and enjoy their June vacation with flying colours.
CHEERS!!
My coordinates geometry and graph-drawing sections in maths still need further practice, I don not what to spend too much time on graph question in the exam so I had better improve my proficiency in using the "FLEXIBLE" curve ruler from now, or I will be in face of more obstructions in the actuall paper. The matrice paper served as a monition to me, reminding me that never be too complacent to pay the efforts to practice and to think that certain knowledgr is too simple to grasp;practice makes perfect. This principle is always applicable no matter how easy the questions may be. Neglecting the significance of practising always results in undesirable conseqiences.
Meanwhile, I need to continue my practicing in English comprehension and strive to get higher marks for my compositions; I kept my promise to Mr Foo by not failing my common test paper yet I cannot ensure the same for my Mid-year, after all, I need more endurance and patience as well as stamina to finish the full-length paper and increase my accuracy in expressions at the samt time. Being struck with strikingly red marks of Mr Ng again and again, I realise it is high time for me to pay more efforts in honing my writing skills, or the peril of failing will really be imminent.
Last Friday was Sports Day, both boys and girls in my class did very well job in my eyes, they tried their best and gained tributes for my class, showing the strong bonds and sense of unity between us, which is what I am extremely glad to see. Although some were not content with their performance, I stick to the priciple that it is the awareness of participating that counts. As far as we paid effots and put our hearts in it throughout the process, there is nothing to regret. I myself ran the 800-metre for girl and got 4th position among the participants from both sec3 and sec4. Mingled with both gladness and strong belief, I am sure I will get better resuls for 402 next year.
This Friday we will have our 91st Speech Day and Prize Giving Day in the school hall, the executive CEO from Breadtalk Int(one of the most famous bread shops in Singapore, I ate at it once last Wednesday, the extensive variety of bread will never fail to whet your appetite) will be our school's guest of honour. I have nevered experienced such grand ceremony before, I wish it would be a great success.
My parents' departure and arriving dates were settled, and here I had submitted my application form for a guest room in our hostel at 9th storey. Hopefully they will enjoy their stay here and I will definitely be their little guide, exaggerating and showing off my massive knowledge about Singapore to them as well as appealing them to contribute to Singapore's economy by purchursing the wonderful merchandises here=D
I have to revise my Bio now.I have never thought that plants could bear so many fetures in their structures, and those adaptations are so fascinating, I am loving Bio better and better.(just like in China, it remains to be my favourate science subject, especially when we begin to dissect...sorry for being brutal...hah hah)
Last but not least, I whole-heartedly wish that all my classmates will do well in the Mid Year examinations and enjoy their June vacation with flying colours.
CHEERS!!
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Stay~~~
It is not time for departure yet, but the atmosphere of leaving has already begun to brew in the air...
In one month and a few days, the dormitory will be much less crowded, because after the formidable mid-year examination, which is a lot of people's "first time" since secondary school, herds of students will fly back to spend the precious holiday with their own parents, friends and relatives.
A lot of my friends are determined to go, I am an exception.
June holiday is a perfect period for reunion. Although at present we are only at the beginning of April, the haze of preparing for departure seems to become an inevitable fashion, you can perceive every taft of their enthusiasm hidden in their seemingly normal daily life. Herds of students flocked into the Internet in search of the latest information about airline travel agencies; air fare has become their most favourate topic while they sip hot milo in the most carefree manner; countdown to the departure date is performed as a ritual nearly every night, with their friends' faces appearing in their sweet dreams and sound sleep; agenda after going back to China has been elaborately tabulated and hung on the wall as a reminder; details of scenery in China and every aspect of lifestyle in our hometown are recalled......
Everything seems to challenge my determination to stay with the most irresistible temptation...
Yesterday, on the way to the Chemistry lab, Daniel told me that he would phone me as soon as he landed on China. At first, I was greatly moved by his tender consideration, at least, he knew that loneliness was beginning to crawl into my life since then. However, what he said next could show nothing but humorous malign," I will tell you all the wonderful things in China", followed by a menacing laugh which sent chill downwards my marrow. "I will decribe to you those yummy noodles, school campus, agreeable weather..."he continued, I showed him a feigned frow with my lips curving downwards, pretending to be filled with indignance, he surrendered and stopped without further ado.
Indeed, as soon as they gained the perception that I would stay, jokes like this kind began to wash over me. They guffawed terribly when Mr Lam(our fatherly, loveable principal) announced that those who stay here would have to "enjoy" English lessons and Mr Chia(a funny, corpulent,humorous maths teacher) would take those "wonderful kids" to do CIP(community involved programme). Of course, I am not in the slightest disappointed about their arrangements for my future life, after all, I can have more personal interaction with these affable teachers and it is a great chance for me to do what I cannot do during school time. Furthermore, I can venture Singapore more with my friends HERE if they are hospitable enough. And the most important point is that MY PARENTS ARE COMING, so it is actually a small-scale reunion abroad.
Although I use capital letters to show the fact, I am not as exuberant as I seem to be. It takes COURAGE to stay~~~when others are faraway, enjoying their companion with their friends who they have not seen for a whole year, to hear their voices, sit face to face picturing their bygone days spent together, sharing with each other their magnificent adventures after graduation, retrospecting those moving scenes when they stepped into the campus for the last time with tears uncontrollably swelling out of their eyes...
I never want to compare my life in June with theirs, for I know clearly that such comparison is futile...the contrast is too striking.
But I do not regret at my decision.
I know what is best for me to do. I know my expectation, as well as the expectations of my loved ones.
I can see the jubilation radiated from their eyes when they knew that I was to stay.
I can here their voices trembling when they promised to provide me as many help as they can.
I can feel the relief in their hearts when they knew at least there was SOMEBODY who regarded here as a second home.
I do not want to disappoint them by my obstinate departure which is against their wills...
I do not want to leave with a broken promise that I will stay...
I do not want to be overwhelmed by the flood of nostalgia for I know that I have already built the strongest dam in my heart...
So, I will stay, with ease and relief, to abide by my promise, to welcome my loved ones.
Perhaps when I finally come back, I will receive even bigger surprises...
In one month and a few days, the dormitory will be much less crowded, because after the formidable mid-year examination, which is a lot of people's "first time" since secondary school, herds of students will fly back to spend the precious holiday with their own parents, friends and relatives.
A lot of my friends are determined to go, I am an exception.
June holiday is a perfect period for reunion. Although at present we are only at the beginning of April, the haze of preparing for departure seems to become an inevitable fashion, you can perceive every taft of their enthusiasm hidden in their seemingly normal daily life. Herds of students flocked into the Internet in search of the latest information about airline travel agencies; air fare has become their most favourate topic while they sip hot milo in the most carefree manner; countdown to the departure date is performed as a ritual nearly every night, with their friends' faces appearing in their sweet dreams and sound sleep; agenda after going back to China has been elaborately tabulated and hung on the wall as a reminder; details of scenery in China and every aspect of lifestyle in our hometown are recalled......
Everything seems to challenge my determination to stay with the most irresistible temptation...
Yesterday, on the way to the Chemistry lab, Daniel told me that he would phone me as soon as he landed on China. At first, I was greatly moved by his tender consideration, at least, he knew that loneliness was beginning to crawl into my life since then. However, what he said next could show nothing but humorous malign," I will tell you all the wonderful things in China", followed by a menacing laugh which sent chill downwards my marrow. "I will decribe to you those yummy noodles, school campus, agreeable weather..."he continued, I showed him a feigned frow with my lips curving downwards, pretending to be filled with indignance, he surrendered and stopped without further ado.
Indeed, as soon as they gained the perception that I would stay, jokes like this kind began to wash over me. They guffawed terribly when Mr Lam(our fatherly, loveable principal) announced that those who stay here would have to "enjoy" English lessons and Mr Chia(a funny, corpulent,humorous maths teacher) would take those "wonderful kids" to do CIP(community involved programme). Of course, I am not in the slightest disappointed about their arrangements for my future life, after all, I can have more personal interaction with these affable teachers and it is a great chance for me to do what I cannot do during school time. Furthermore, I can venture Singapore more with my friends HERE if they are hospitable enough. And the most important point is that MY PARENTS ARE COMING, so it is actually a small-scale reunion abroad.
Although I use capital letters to show the fact, I am not as exuberant as I seem to be. It takes COURAGE to stay~~~when others are faraway, enjoying their companion with their friends who they have not seen for a whole year, to hear their voices, sit face to face picturing their bygone days spent together, sharing with each other their magnificent adventures after graduation, retrospecting those moving scenes when they stepped into the campus for the last time with tears uncontrollably swelling out of their eyes...
I never want to compare my life in June with theirs, for I know clearly that such comparison is futile...the contrast is too striking.
But I do not regret at my decision.
I know what is best for me to do. I know my expectation, as well as the expectations of my loved ones.
I can see the jubilation radiated from their eyes when they knew that I was to stay.
I can here their voices trembling when they promised to provide me as many help as they can.
I can feel the relief in their hearts when they knew at least there was SOMEBODY who regarded here as a second home.
I do not want to disappoint them by my obstinate departure which is against their wills...
I do not want to leave with a broken promise that I will stay...
I do not want to be overwhelmed by the flood of nostalgia for I know that I have already built the strongest dam in my heart...
So, I will stay, with ease and relief, to abide by my promise, to welcome my loved ones.
Perhaps when I finally come back, I will receive even bigger surprises...
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