Nediva Divya Singam
Index Number: (18)
Secondary 1 A
18 April 2010
The Sneezing Goose
One very vivid memory I have was when I was at the zoo and I was only two-years old. My mother had brought me there to see the horses because when I was younger I was obsessed with ponies and horses. When I reached the zoo I started to beg her to let me go to the stables. Thankfully I had remembered to bring apples and carrots to feed the horses. I walked over to the stables, breaking the carrots into small pieces while asking my mother to cut up the apples. As I started feeding the horses, a goose, flapping its wings in the wildest manner, came running towards me. I thought it was going to attack me, so desperate for help, I screamed the loudest I could and attracted the attention of passers-by. Moreover, I think I had startled the goose too because it suddenly froze in its tracks and did not make a single move. Everyone turned towards me trying to figure out why I was screaming at the sight of a mere, innocent goose. I felt so embarrassed and wished there was a hole in the ground for me to squirm into. However, I managed to regain my composure before anyone dialled ‘nine nine five’ to report a mentally unstable child. The curious passers –by soon walked away and I continued feeding the horses, completely forgetting the fact that there was a monstrous goose behind me. Suddenly, I felt something pecking at my leg. It was the goose!!! As I was just about to run back to my mother, the goose started to open and shut its mouth over and over again so I guess it wanted food as it was hungry so out of sympathy I shoved a piece of carrot in its mouth. I turned back to feed the horses and it started pecking at my leg again. Annoyed, I literally swung around so hard that I almost lost my balance and fell over. The goose nodded its head vigorously, and inexplicably I somehow understood that it wanted to squat on the ground so that I could reach its height. Out of the blue it sneezed the chewed, slimy, disgusting carrot bits onto my face. This time I was seriously shocked, scared out of my wits and totally grossed out. However, this time I did not scream instead I started to cry.
My mother, upon hearing my screams, rushed over and brought me to the toilet and washed me up but I was still traumatised over the incident. Ever since that incident which freaked me out, I have always hated geese.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
BITTERSWEET MEMORIES
Name : Monisha Raja Jawahar
Class: 1A
Index Number: 17
Date: 16.04.10
Personal Recount
Bittersweet Memories
Memories are bittersweet. Some are bitter. Some are sweet. Sweet memories are your happy times. Bitter memories are your sad memories. You experience both kind of memories in your life. There is always something that make you happy, and some things that make you sad.
I do have bittersweet memories. My sweet memories are the times spent togather with the people I love, like with my family members and friends. The happiest times with my family are family outings. Especially those overseas trips. They were the best. I loved the times my family and I went overseas. We don't go overseas often, which makes me treasure those memories.
I remember in 2007, we went to Thailand. We stayed in Pattaya for about one week, I think, because I had to go for a chess tournament. After that, we went to stay in Bangkok for about 2 days. We went on a boat for some time, and there were even some shops on water! We bought some souvenirs. They were so nice! I can't remember how long the ride was. Maybe one hour? It was the best boat ride ever I can remember. Well, other sweet memories include the time when we went to Genting Highlands last year. It was so fun there. I loved the Outdoor rides! It was the first time my fear for roller coasters and other such scary rides faded away. I became braver! We also went to Kuala Lumpur last year, we stayed there before we went to Genting Highlands, also for 2 days. There, we stayed at a hotel, or it's not exactly a hotel, actually a residence. It was like our house. There was a kitchen, living room, 2 bedrooms, 2 toilets, just almost like any house. But, of course, as we were only staying there for 2 days, we didn't really make use of the kitchen, but it was still enjoyable there as we went around to places nearby. But sadly, we didn't get to go high on the Petronas tower as there was only a limited number of people who could go up but we were too late. Even then, I enjoyed my time there a lot. There are way too many sweet memories to list on...
My bitter memories include times when we were embarrassed by someone, or our friend ditches me, or when someone makes me cry. All those memories are too bitter to be told out, so I'm not going to talk much about bitter memories.
How I wished, everything that happened to me was very sweet and never bitter...
But that won't give the right flavour to our lives...A life too sweet would be too tiring to live with...but we need all kinds of experiences...
Class: 1A
Index Number: 17
Date: 16.04.10
Personal Recount
Bittersweet Memories
Memories are bittersweet. Some are bitter. Some are sweet. Sweet memories are your happy times. Bitter memories are your sad memories. You experience both kind of memories in your life. There is always something that make you happy, and some things that make you sad.
I do have bittersweet memories. My sweet memories are the times spent togather with the people I love, like with my family members and friends. The happiest times with my family are family outings. Especially those overseas trips. They were the best. I loved the times my family and I went overseas. We don't go overseas often, which makes me treasure those memories.
I remember in 2007, we went to Thailand. We stayed in Pattaya for about one week, I think, because I had to go for a chess tournament. After that, we went to stay in Bangkok for about 2 days. We went on a boat for some time, and there were even some shops on water! We bought some souvenirs. They were so nice! I can't remember how long the ride was. Maybe one hour? It was the best boat ride ever I can remember. Well, other sweet memories include the time when we went to Genting Highlands last year. It was so fun there. I loved the Outdoor rides! It was the first time my fear for roller coasters and other such scary rides faded away. I became braver! We also went to Kuala Lumpur last year, we stayed there before we went to Genting Highlands, also for 2 days. There, we stayed at a hotel, or it's not exactly a hotel, actually a residence. It was like our house. There was a kitchen, living room, 2 bedrooms, 2 toilets, just almost like any house. But, of course, as we were only staying there for 2 days, we didn't really make use of the kitchen, but it was still enjoyable there as we went around to places nearby. But sadly, we didn't get to go high on the Petronas tower as there was only a limited number of people who could go up but we were too late. Even then, I enjoyed my time there a lot. There are way too many sweet memories to list on...
My bitter memories include times when we were embarrassed by someone, or our friend ditches me, or when someone makes me cry. All those memories are too bitter to be told out, so I'm not going to talk much about bitter memories.
How I wished, everything that happened to me was very sweet and never bitter...
But that won't give the right flavour to our lives...A life too sweet would be too tiring to live with...but we need all kinds of experiences...
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Stacey's essay=) --> marks by Shrida
I was hoping to write about my bittersweet memories in primary school but since the last year is much fresher in my mind I shall just write about that…
Once, there was a Healthy Lifestyle week, where my class won first prize for both categories: skipping and eating fruits, my whole class were elated! Although the prizes were lame (small cereal boxes and little sticky notes), our prize was the glory and pride we received.
In June, we had our p6 camp in school. It was one of the best camps I have ever been to. On the first day, after the motivational speeches to prep us for PSLE, we went for a walk near McRitchie Reserve. My group even witnessed a monkey snatch a snack from my friend’s hand! Then at night, we fell asleep after the movie screening of “Night at the Museum 2”. And on the next day, we played many fun games in school before proceeding to do Dragon Boating. WE HAD THE TIME OF OUR LIVES. Although it was scary at first since it was everybody’s first time, in the company of each other, we soon tossed aside our fears and began to have fun. We raced with other classes, sang our hearts out and didn’t care although we got splashed.
I remembered after our PSLE, we were really relieved and excited since all our stress had melted away and we could focus on relaxing and playing. We brought Uno cards, board games, poker cards and the boys brought Duel Master cards. We also had to attend a lesson to learn how to hip-hop. It was actually quite fun although I suck at dancing. I dance like I have two left feet. :P The school also organized for us a digital photo-album course for us. So for the remaining weeks in school, we were supposed to take photos. When we went on a class fieldtrip to the Singapore Discovery centre, we had tons of fun on the bus trip as well as during the excursion itself…
Then time quickly flew and before I knew it, it was already the graduation night. On the night, I only wore a simple blouse and jeans thinking that everyone wouldn’t actually dress up that much even though our theme was “Starstruck”. But I felt ridiculously underdressed compared to the other girls wearing dresses/skirts. Even some of the guys in my class had even made the effort to wear button-down shirts with jeans. However, I had an amazing time at the party.
We had a lucky draw where our collected entry tickets would be drawn from a box; a Gongshang Idol where our fellow students put up outstanding performances that blew us, the audience, away; a section where 3 selected students of each gender who were the best dressed were forced to do a catwalk on stage and Ms/Mr. Gongshang would be crowned according to the volume of the audience’s cheers for each person! The highlight of the night was when the teachers of the p6 level danced to the Black Eyed Peas’ “I Gotta’ Feeling”. It was AWESOME. You should have heard the cheers. On that night, we had a delicious spread for our buffet dinner.
The funniest event of the night? It was when we had to stand up and shake our bodies and wag our fingers along to the song “Nobody” by the Wonder Girls that would be played randomly anytime during the night.
I love Gongshang and my class! I will never ever forget them! They will forever be in my heart!
Marks:
Focus: 4
Sentence and paragraphs: 3
Language and volcabulary: 3
Sentence fluency: 4
Spelling and grammar: 3
17/20
Once, there was a Healthy Lifestyle week, where my class won first prize for both categories: skipping and eating fruits, my whole class were elated! Although the prizes were lame (small cereal boxes and little sticky notes), our prize was the glory and pride we received.
In June, we had our p6 camp in school. It was one of the best camps I have ever been to. On the first day, after the motivational speeches to prep us for PSLE, we went for a walk near McRitchie Reserve. My group even witnessed a monkey snatch a snack from my friend’s hand! Then at night, we fell asleep after the movie screening of “Night at the Museum 2”. And on the next day, we played many fun games in school before proceeding to do Dragon Boating. WE HAD THE TIME OF OUR LIVES. Although it was scary at first since it was everybody’s first time, in the company of each other, we soon tossed aside our fears and began to have fun. We raced with other classes, sang our hearts out and didn’t care although we got splashed.
I remembered after our PSLE, we were really relieved and excited since all our stress had melted away and we could focus on relaxing and playing. We brought Uno cards, board games, poker cards and the boys brought Duel Master cards. We also had to attend a lesson to learn how to hip-hop. It was actually quite fun although I suck at dancing. I dance like I have two left feet. :P The school also organized for us a digital photo-album course for us. So for the remaining weeks in school, we were supposed to take photos. When we went on a class fieldtrip to the Singapore Discovery centre, we had tons of fun on the bus trip as well as during the excursion itself…
Then time quickly flew and before I knew it, it was already the graduation night. On the night, I only wore a simple blouse and jeans thinking that everyone wouldn’t actually dress up that much even though our theme was “Starstruck”. But I felt ridiculously underdressed compared to the other girls wearing dresses/skirts. Even some of the guys in my class had even made the effort to wear button-down shirts with jeans. However, I had an amazing time at the party.
We had a lucky draw where our collected entry tickets would be drawn from a box; a Gongshang Idol where our fellow students put up outstanding performances that blew us, the audience, away; a section where 3 selected students of each gender who were the best dressed were forced to do a catwalk on stage and Ms/Mr. Gongshang would be crowned according to the volume of the audience’s cheers for each person! The highlight of the night was when the teachers of the p6 level danced to the Black Eyed Peas’ “I Gotta’ Feeling”. It was AWESOME. You should have heard the cheers. On that night, we had a delicious spread for our buffet dinner.
The funniest event of the night? It was when we had to stand up and shake our bodies and wag our fingers along to the song “Nobody” by the Wonder Girls that would be played randomly anytime during the night.
I love Gongshang and my class! I will never ever forget them! They will forever be in my heart!
Marks:
Focus: 4
Sentence and paragraphs: 3
Language and volcabulary: 3
Sentence fluency: 4
Spelling and grammar: 3
17/20
Personal Recount
I was eagerly waiting for my eighth birthday but just the month before it came, my mother told me we were not celebrating it. I was extremely disappointed and sad but told her it was okay.
On my birthday though, my mother sent me to my friend’s house in the afternoon in my best dress. I was too young to be confused. At my friend’s house, I was told that her family was going to somebody else’s house for her birthday party and that she shared the same birthday as me. I had never heard of her that girl before, so I assumed that she was somebody they knew and I did not. ( I was a stupid kid) They had packed the girl’s birthday gift in fancy paper and were refusing to tell me what was inside. Again, I was too ignorant to insist on asking what was inside. I was envious of her that she got to celebrate her birthday and I did not. However, I wanted to be a good sport and not a whiny kid, so I went along with them.
They drove me to a place very near to my house and parked just outside the block beside mine. We walked to my block and entered the lift. I was very unaware of my surroundings and did not bother to ask why we were going to my house. I readily agreed to open the door of my own house and when I did, the house was pitch black.
Suddenly, when I was about to question my friend’s parents on why they had brought me home when there was no one there, the lights were switched on and all of my friends shouted, “Surprise! Happy birthday!” My jaw dropped and remained there for at least thirty seconds. I looked around my house and saw that it was decorated with balloons and streamers. There was a magician standing in the middle of the living room with the sofas pushed to sides. Later, when I asked if they had been planning the party since the month before, they told me that the idea had suddenly sprung up that day.
That was my most memorable birthday party. I learnt that even birthday parties could be surprising sometimes...
Marks:
Focus: 4
Sentence & paragraphs: 3
Language & vocabulary: 4
Sentence fluency: 3
Spelling & grammar: 3
Total marks: 17/20
On my birthday though, my mother sent me to my friend’s house in the afternoon in my best dress. I was too young to be confused. At my friend’s house, I was told that her family was going to somebody else’s house for her birthday party and that she shared the same birthday as me. I had never heard of her that girl before, so I assumed that she was somebody they knew and I did not. ( I was a stupid kid) They had packed the girl’s birthday gift in fancy paper and were refusing to tell me what was inside. Again, I was too ignorant to insist on asking what was inside. I was envious of her that she got to celebrate her birthday and I did not. However, I wanted to be a good sport and not a whiny kid, so I went along with them.
They drove me to a place very near to my house and parked just outside the block beside mine. We walked to my block and entered the lift. I was very unaware of my surroundings and did not bother to ask why we were going to my house. I readily agreed to open the door of my own house and when I did, the house was pitch black.
Suddenly, when I was about to question my friend’s parents on why they had brought me home when there was no one there, the lights were switched on and all of my friends shouted, “Surprise! Happy birthday!” My jaw dropped and remained there for at least thirty seconds. I looked around my house and saw that it was decorated with balloons and streamers. There was a magician standing in the middle of the living room with the sofas pushed to sides. Later, when I asked if they had been planning the party since the month before, they told me that the idea had suddenly sprung up that day.
That was my most memorable birthday party. I learnt that even birthday parties could be surprising sometimes...
Marks:
Focus: 4
Sentence & paragraphs: 3
Language & vocabulary: 4
Sentence fluency: 3
Spelling & grammar: 3
Total marks: 17/20
Thursday, April 8, 2010
ASSIGNMENT
HEY PEEPS!:D
our assignment is to write a 300-500 words essay..but don't post it on the blog yet, type it out first on Word Document kay?(:
da da da dum da da da dum da da da da dum
STACEY♥
our assignment is to write a 300-500 words essay..but don't post it on the blog yet, type it out first on Word Document kay?(:
da da da dum da da da dum da da da da dum
STACEY♥
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