Hi all!!
This is my personal blog.
It will serve as secondary access to my iExCo updates, and should I be elected, will, together with my facebook groups, be updated with all our iExCo stuff - implementations, events, etc.
btw, I have added Benny (Chee) and Adriel as admin members and 'strategists' for my iExCo campaign. Right now, I'm planning my speech and mugging (for my Lang Arts), simultaneously.
haha.
That's all for now.
And REMEMBER TO INVITE FRIENDS TO JOIN THE TWO FACEBOOK GROUPS!!!!
XDDDDDDD
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
your candidate
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Bruce Lee
HIYAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
HOOOOOHAAAAHOOOOAAAAAA
我是李小龙！
截拳道是我创造的！
哈哈！
BEWARE
FISTS OF FURY INTERESTING PARTS (Fighting)
PART 1 - Bruce Lee VS Japanese School
PART 2 - Bruce Lee VS FAT Teacher
After that VS Ang Moh AND Japanese "Karate Master"
WAY OF THE DRAGON INTERESTING PART
Bruce Lee VS Chuck Norris(the actor's name)
In fact, Chuck Norris is Bruce Lee's kung fu disciple (in reality).
That's all folks.
I think I am hooked onto Bruce Lee's movies cause of the 'Legend Of Crube Lee" documentary.
The fake Bruce Lee really looked a lot like the real one - similar looks, similar bodies, similar kung fu.
haha, almost like a reincarnation.
Here's a view of the FAKE Bruce Lee -
FAKE Bruce Lee VS Noob person who dreams of defeating Bruce Lee (Bruce Lee's final match before his death)
Sorry, THIS is all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
HOOOOOHAAAAHOOOOAAAAAA
我是李小龙！
截拳道是我创造的！
哈哈！
BEWARE
FISTS OF FURY INTERESTING PARTS (Fighting)
PART 1 - Bruce Lee VS Japanese School
PART 2 - Bruce Lee VS FAT Teacher
After that VS Ang Moh AND Japanese "Karate Master"
WAY OF THE DRAGON INTERESTING PART
Bruce Lee VS Chuck Norris(the actor's name)
In fact, Chuck Norris is Bruce Lee's kung fu disciple (in reality).
That's all folks.
I think I am hooked onto Bruce Lee's movies cause of the 'Legend Of Crube Lee" documentary.
The fake Bruce Lee really looked a lot like the real one - similar looks, similar bodies, similar kung fu.
haha, almost like a reincarnation.
Here's a view of the FAKE Bruce Lee -
FAKE Bruce Lee VS Noob person who dreams of defeating Bruce Lee (Bruce Lee's final match before his death)
Sorry, THIS is all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Monday, August 24, 2009
MY GRADE 8 EXAM PIECE
Played by a pro, Maria Joao Pires, one of the world's leading translators of Mozart's music:
She's playing my GRADE 8 EXAM PIECE
The piece - Mozart K332, 3rd movement, was played to unbelievable perfection.
The standard between her playing and mine is obviously different, especially when I falter under stress. You have to be calm while playing this piece, for there's a lot of fingerwork and running notes. Otherwise, the whole piece will be screwed. Mozart's pieces are typically easy to learn, but difficult to master.
AND MY GRADE 8 PRACTICAL EXAMINATION IS ON 15/9/09!!!!!!
Tension...tension...tension...
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
She's playing my GRADE 8 EXAM PIECE
The piece - Mozart K332, 3rd movement, was played to unbelievable perfection.
The standard between her playing and mine is obviously different, especially when I falter under stress. You have to be calm while playing this piece, for there's a lot of fingerwork and running notes. Otherwise, the whole piece will be screwed. Mozart's pieces are typically easy to learn, but difficult to master.
AND MY GRADE 8 PRACTICAL EXAMINATION IS ON 15/9/09!!!!!!
Tension...tension...tension...
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods' signature shots. Super pro. Unbelievable.
For your information, I got hooked onto golf after the FIRST DAY of my sabbaticals. Golf is too fun.
SIGNATURE SHOTS
YOUNG TIGER WINS BRITISH OPEN (This kid is just talented. His father was probably a pro.)
For your information, I got hooked onto golf after the FIRST DAY of my sabbaticals. Golf is too fun.
SIGNATURE SHOTS
YOUNG TIGER WINS BRITISH OPEN (This kid is just talented. His father was probably a pro.)
Monday, August 10, 2009
CIP
Hi all,
The CIP was really fun.
We went to Tahman Jurong !. I couldn't really hide my "sadness' cause I screwed up pretty badly for the ndp.
Anyway, here were our respective I/Cs for the individual blocks:
1) Ling - 154
2) Cheng Yao - 157
3) CJ - 156
4) Darrel - 155
5) Oh (including me) - 158
Oh's block, 158, was the ultimate BIGGEST and MOST NUMBER OF UNITS block.
But Ling and Darrel finished around the same time, followed by Oh (surprise, surprise), CJ and finally Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao's group was initially suffering from really really slow progress syndrome (I suspect its because the "Yi Pin and Small Boy" duo were unduly obsessed with POKEMON. MUHAHAHAHAHA.)
Our group, consisting of Oh, Adrian, Poh, Xu Yi and ME, with much help from our advisor, Kang Ming, made really good progress. More than 50% of the households willingly contributed huge stacks of magazines and newspapers. Our collection nearly filled the entire corner. Someone threw a stack of newspapers/magazines from above while we were stacking everything up. I know that none of us was the culprit. Must be one of the residents there.
Anyway, Poh found a HUGE stack of FHM magazines. Wewere contemplating about using them for STRICTLY COMMERCIAL purposes (mass distribution to a concentrated population), but decided that our plans may be inadequate. ;D
i had to run around the blocks to check the progress of the CMC members, which was quite fun and healthy, though I got a little lost in the process.
Immediately after the collection, we moved all the paper and stuff to block 157 /156 (I forgot). That was terribly tiring. There was a lot of perspiration involved here. The magazines were especially heavy (approx.10kg per stack). Adrian displayed his exceptional prowess by carrying a stack of newspapers which piled up to more than half his height.
Tha next step was to throw EVERY piece of paper into this colossal container which I believed was very smelly. Phew. This was the absolute 'funnest' part. We liked to thrust the newspapers and magazines sky-high , though a lot of them missed. In the end, there was more picking up of papers from the ground than throwing. In the process, I discovered a Malay woman who was a fan of Man United (her car had a Man U sticker on it) That was terrific.
Finally, our well-earned break. We spent loads of time at the nearby coffee shop, where I had my Hainanese chicken rice, which was not as nice and sumptuous as the one I had at the Tiong Bahru Food Centre. That one was absolutely AMBROSIA.A lot of us had fun at the public playground. A few of us did chin-ups on the supposed monkey-bars (Jinyang managed one with the 'cycling in the air' method.) Weiyang, CJ, and etc. were photographing for the CREATIVE CHINESE ESSAY we were supposed to complete over the weekends.
After that, we went home.
Maybe the cmc can organize another round of cip after the EOYs. Or maybe a trip to sentosa or somethins.
ZZZZ......
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
The CIP was really fun.
We went to Tahman Jurong !. I couldn't really hide my "sadness' cause I screwed up pretty badly for the ndp.
Anyway, here were our respective I/Cs for the individual blocks:
1) Ling - 154
2) Cheng Yao - 157
3) CJ - 156
4) Darrel - 155
5) Oh (including me) - 158
Oh's block, 158, was the ultimate BIGGEST and MOST NUMBER OF UNITS block.
But Ling and Darrel finished around the same time, followed by Oh (surprise, surprise), CJ and finally Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao's group was initially suffering from really really slow progress syndrome (I suspect its because the "Yi Pin and Small Boy" duo were unduly obsessed with POKEMON. MUHAHAHAHAHA.)
Our group, consisting of Oh, Adrian, Poh, Xu Yi and ME, with much help from our advisor, Kang Ming, made really good progress. More than 50% of the households willingly contributed huge stacks of magazines and newspapers. Our collection nearly filled the entire corner. Someone threw a stack of newspapers/magazines from above while we were stacking everything up. I know that none of us was the culprit. Must be one of the residents there.
Anyway, Poh found a HUGE stack of FHM magazines. Wewere contemplating about using them for STRICTLY COMMERCIAL purposes (mass distribution to a concentrated population), but decided that our plans may be inadequate. ;D
i had to run around the blocks to check the progress of the CMC members, which was quite fun and healthy, though I got a little lost in the process.
Immediately after the collection, we moved all the paper and stuff to block 157 /156 (I forgot). That was terribly tiring. There was a lot of perspiration involved here. The magazines were especially heavy (approx.10kg per stack). Adrian displayed his exceptional prowess by carrying a stack of newspapers which piled up to more than half his height.
Tha next step was to throw EVERY piece of paper into this colossal container which I believed was very smelly. Phew. This was the absolute 'funnest' part. We liked to thrust the newspapers and magazines sky-high , though a lot of them missed. In the end, there was more picking up of papers from the ground than throwing. In the process, I discovered a Malay woman who was a fan of Man United (her car had a Man U sticker on it) That was terrific.
Finally, our well-earned break. We spent loads of time at the nearby coffee shop, where I had my Hainanese chicken rice, which was not as nice and sumptuous as the one I had at the Tiong Bahru Food Centre. That one was absolutely AMBROSIA.A lot of us had fun at the public playground. A few of us did chin-ups on the supposed monkey-bars (Jinyang managed one with the 'cycling in the air' method.) Weiyang, CJ, and etc. were photographing for the CREATIVE CHINESE ESSAY we were supposed to complete over the weekends.
After that, we went home.
Maybe the cmc can organize another round of cip after the EOYs. Or maybe a trip to sentosa or somethins.
ZZZZ......
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Naional Day Parade - the real thing
Hi all,
The National Day Parade.
A total screw-up.
Here's the video for your "reference":
March-in:
I felt a little nervous at the start, felt a slight stomachache. The march-in was acceptable, though our arm-swing, etc. wasn't really what you'd call synchronize.
Anyway, our sedia and our dressing turned out to be quite fine - better than our previous rehearsals. That was comforting. Our baton drills, however, weren't very well finished - they weren't swift enough. There were stumbles in our contingent, but overall, it turned out to be average.
However, my fellow squadmate standing beside me - Chiran, felt unwell, and squatted down, as some of you might have observed. He later told me that he had felt a little 'giddy'. Dun know why the medics from St. John's, who were supposed to attend to Chiran, didn't do so.
We had to stand still for a long long long time while listening to the National Day Message. Fortunately, I hadn't had any flies or insects coming to me. The consequences would have been disastrous. The exact same thing happened during my earlier rehearsals.
Finally, the really screw-up part - the march-past:
March-past:
The starting of the march-past was ok. But I THOUGHT I heard the band playing at a different pace. Then I began to screw-up. I desperately tried to adjust to the pace, with my arms bent (I'm not supposed to bend my arms) I screwed up totally, causing the people behind me to screw-up too.
I remembered hearing the laughter and jeering from the rest of the school. Sigh. I felt really really bad.
Just hope that I won't screw up for future parades. It's a really bad experience. But it teaches me to remain steady in criticial situations, and to PRACTICE, PRACTICE, AND PRACTICE.
Cheers (ironic)
Zhu Cheng
The National Day Parade.
A total screw-up.
Here's the video for your "reference":
March-in:
I felt a little nervous at the start, felt a slight stomachache. The march-in was acceptable, though our arm-swing, etc. wasn't really what you'd call synchronize.
Anyway, our sedia and our dressing turned out to be quite fine - better than our previous rehearsals. That was comforting. Our baton drills, however, weren't very well finished - they weren't swift enough. There were stumbles in our contingent, but overall, it turned out to be average.
However, my fellow squadmate standing beside me - Chiran, felt unwell, and squatted down, as some of you might have observed. He later told me that he had felt a little 'giddy'. Dun know why the medics from St. John's, who were supposed to attend to Chiran, didn't do so.
We had to stand still for a long long long time while listening to the National Day Message. Fortunately, I hadn't had any flies or insects coming to me. The consequences would have been disastrous. The exact same thing happened during my earlier rehearsals.
Finally, the really screw-up part - the march-past:
March-past:
The starting of the march-past was ok. But I THOUGHT I heard the band playing at a different pace. Then I began to screw-up. I desperately tried to adjust to the pace, with my arms bent (I'm not supposed to bend my arms) I screwed up totally, causing the people behind me to screw-up too.
I remembered hearing the laughter and jeering from the rest of the school. Sigh. I felt really really bad.
Just hope that I won't screw up for future parades. It's a really bad experience. But it teaches me to remain steady in criticial situations, and to PRACTICE, PRACTICE, AND PRACTICE.
Cheers (ironic)
Zhu Cheng
NDP Rehearsal 3 - Wednesday 2
Hi all,
Finally,
Our final rehearsal.
PHEW.
THE SAME THING. LOLOLOLOL.
Our first two rounds were better than our last two rounds, as commented by Mr. Tan Chee Wee.
Our arm swing was getting worst and worst. We were really unsynchronized. However, our baton drills, turning, etc. I think, were significantly better.
Somehow I began to feel a measure of pride and honour during the reharsal, standing there and experiencing the full glamour of it all. The previous two rehearsals were 'screw-ups' (not really), but now, I sort of began to look forward to every round of the rehearsal. I felt really great when you face the terraces, the clock tower and the statue of Mr. Tan Kah Kee. The clock tower really looked resplendent under the shower of sunlight. Really wonderful. One of the first times I had such a splendid view of the school.
I sort of have a habit - a bad one during the parade rehearsals. I always fidget my facial features unknowningly, though very little noticed. I am trying to get this habit under control, to maximize and perfect my performance on the day itself.
The overall parade was ok, as Mr. Tan Chee Wee put it. I don't feel the anxiety now, and I certainly hope I don't on the day itself. I hope I don't screw up my armswing during the march-past, which was exactly what happened during our last rehearsals. We still haven't eradicated this problem entirely as a contingent, and hopefully,we will succeed in doing so on the day itself.
I'm wishing myself good luck. I really want to make the school proud (though I am still a cadet, not a lance corporal, sergeant, or sorts.)
Thanks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Finally,
Our final rehearsal.
PHEW.
THE SAME THING. LOLOLOLOL.
Our first two rounds were better than our last two rounds, as commented by Mr. Tan Chee Wee.
Our arm swing was getting worst and worst. We were really unsynchronized. However, our baton drills, turning, etc. I think, were significantly better.
Somehow I began to feel a measure of pride and honour during the reharsal, standing there and experiencing the full glamour of it all. The previous two rehearsals were 'screw-ups' (not really), but now, I sort of began to look forward to every round of the rehearsal. I felt really great when you face the terraces, the clock tower and the statue of Mr. Tan Kah Kee. The clock tower really looked resplendent under the shower of sunlight. Really wonderful. One of the first times I had such a splendid view of the school.
I sort of have a habit - a bad one during the parade rehearsals. I always fidget my facial features unknowningly, though very little noticed. I am trying to get this habit under control, to maximize and perfect my performance on the day itself.
The overall parade was ok, as Mr. Tan Chee Wee put it. I don't feel the anxiety now, and I certainly hope I don't on the day itself. I hope I don't screw up my armswing during the march-past, which was exactly what happened during our last rehearsals. We still haven't eradicated this problem entirely as a contingent, and hopefully,we will succeed in doing so on the day itself.
I'm wishing myself good luck. I really want to make the school proud (though I am still a cadet, not a lance corporal, sergeant, or sorts.)
Thanks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
NDP Rehearsal 2 - Friday
Hi all,
Our second rehearsal - Friday.
Surprisingly, this training was lesstaxing than the Wednesday one.
We were comparatively more well-versed with our drills and the parade procedures. I remembered that Wednesday was an utter mess.
There is less to talk about. We were in our full school uniform. Ah yes! We needed to have our formation signs on for the training. Aware that I didn't have any, due to earlier screw-ups, delays, procrastinations, and utter ignorance, I had to buy them on the day itself during lunch-time, and had already prepared my sewing 'apparatus' - the needle and the thread. I then started sowing the signs on. They were supposed tobe three fingers down our chevron. I sewed the formation sign up quickly, fortunately with the help of Cheng Yao and Darrel. They helped me to pack my stuff, hold my uniform, tie the thread onto the needle, etc. Anyway, I managed to get them up before training. My seniors were surprised. But it turned out that one of my formation signs came loose and I had to do some patchwork upon return, with the professional, experienced aid of my mum, of course.
The drills were the same as those of Wednesday, obviously, but at least we performed them with considerably better synchronization and 'smoothness'. We marched better, we did everything better.
In the end, I didn't feel as tired as I did on Wednesday. I was entirely, wholly mobile the next day.
That's all(there's really not much to write about) for the training on Friday.
Thanks. And thanks especially to Cheng Yao and Darrel for their help with the formation sign.
Anyway, my officers commended that my beret was too big, and I had to buy a new one at Beach Road (the area around Kampong Glam CC), store 02-68. The new beret was size 7 1/4. As it was new, I had to bring it to school everyday to season it (by sitting on it during lessons. Luckily I didn't fart) Here's a picture of me 'drowning in my beret':
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Our second rehearsal - Friday.
Surprisingly, this training was lesstaxing than the Wednesday one.
We were comparatively more well-versed with our drills and the parade procedures. I remembered that Wednesday was an utter mess.
There is less to talk about. We were in our full school uniform. Ah yes! We needed to have our formation signs on for the training. Aware that I didn't have any, due to earlier screw-ups, delays, procrastinations, and utter ignorance, I had to buy them on the day itself during lunch-time, and had already prepared my sewing 'apparatus' - the needle and the thread. I then started sowing the signs on. They were supposed tobe three fingers down our chevron. I sewed the formation sign up quickly, fortunately with the help of Cheng Yao and Darrel. They helped me to pack my stuff, hold my uniform, tie the thread onto the needle, etc. Anyway, I managed to get them up before training. My seniors were surprised. But it turned out that one of my formation signs came loose and I had to do some patchwork upon return, with the professional, experienced aid of my mum, of course.
The drills were the same as those of Wednesday, obviously, but at least we performed them with considerably better synchronization and 'smoothness'. We marched better, we did everything better.
In the end, I didn't feel as tired as I did on Wednesday. I was entirely, wholly mobile the next day.
That's all(there's really not much to write about) for the training on Friday.
Thanks. And thanks especially to Cheng Yao and Darrel for their help with the formation sign.
Anyway, my officers commended that my beret was too big, and I had to buy a new one at Beach Road (the area around Kampong Glam CC), store 02-68. The new beret was size 7 1/4. As it was new, I had to bring it to school everyday to season it (by sitting on it during lessons. Luckily I didn't fart) Here's a picture of me 'drowning in my beret':
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Friday, August 7, 2009
NDP Rehearsal 1 - Wednesday
Hi all,
This is my first post for term 3.
The Parade Rehearsal.
Anyway, 6 of us, out of I think 42 people in our squad are supposed to come:
1) Aloy Oh
2) Zhu Hua Ying 1A1
3) Leon (1P2 I think)
4) Foo Guo Wei 1P2
5) Boptiyah Chiran (I think his name is spelt like that)
6) MMMMMMEEEEEE
Anyway, we learnt this new thing - the baton drill.
These were the commands:
1) police salute - Hormat Polis, HOR...MAT
2) Turun Senja... Ta
3) Rusok Senja... Ta
Anyway, we were supposed to place the 'front end' of the baton in our armpit while grasping the baton handle when in SEDIA position.
We learnt the basic procedures of the parade - The march in of the right marker, the formal march-in, the saluting, etc. the march-in for the flag bearers, the-flag-raising, the inspection, the reading of the national day message, and the march-pass.
We then started practicing. There were a lot of delays, as we tried to master (though not possible) the individual drills. The march-in was especially terrible. We had to do the marching again and again and again. Phew.
I remembered making a lot of mistakes, especially in my baton saluting. My cadet inspector remarked that my drills were 'too messy', for our drills were supposed to be SHARP AND SWIFT, and we should be taking 'the shortest route' when we move our arms from one position to another. I almost got replaced.
Anyway, saluting while trying to get the baton intact in my armpit was quite difficult initially. At least I managed to in the end.
I think I had marched well. My armswing and leg movement were both rather insinct with the rest of the contingent. Weirdly, I somehow feel out of rhythm at times, when I will start to confuse myself (neurotics)and screw up the marching. I wasn't alone though.
Drills, and drills, and drills. We finally got over with the training, with sore armpits, sore arms, sore shoulders, sore legs, a sore neck, and sore feet. The next day was terrible. The 'aftermath' or 'aftershock' or 'tremors' left behind by the training were vitally impacting. I was partially immobile with my sore body. Sigh. Fortunately, I was able to get over with the pain fast enough.
I hope that I will do better for the next training.
At least I learnt something.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
This is my first post for term 3.
The Parade Rehearsal.
Anyway, 6 of us, out of I think 42 people in our squad are supposed to come:
1) Aloy Oh
2) Zhu Hua Ying 1A1
3) Leon (1P2 I think)
4) Foo Guo Wei 1P2
5) Boptiyah Chiran (I think his name is spelt like that)
6) MMMMMMEEEEEE
Anyway, we learnt this new thing - the baton drill.
These were the commands:
1) police salute - Hormat Polis, HOR...MAT
2) Turun Senja... Ta
3) Rusok Senja... Ta
Anyway, we were supposed to place the 'front end' of the baton in our armpit while grasping the baton handle when in SEDIA position.
We learnt the basic procedures of the parade - The march in of the right marker, the formal march-in, the saluting, etc. the march-in for the flag bearers, the-flag-raising, the inspection, the reading of the national day message, and the march-pass.
We then started practicing. There were a lot of delays, as we tried to master (though not possible) the individual drills. The march-in was especially terrible. We had to do the marching again and again and again. Phew.
I remembered making a lot of mistakes, especially in my baton saluting. My cadet inspector remarked that my drills were 'too messy', for our drills were supposed to be SHARP AND SWIFT, and we should be taking 'the shortest route' when we move our arms from one position to another. I almost got replaced.
Anyway, saluting while trying to get the baton intact in my armpit was quite difficult initially. At least I managed to in the end.
I think I had marched well. My armswing and leg movement were both rather insinct with the rest of the contingent. Weirdly, I somehow feel out of rhythm at times, when I will start to confuse myself (neurotics)and screw up the marching. I wasn't alone though.
Drills, and drills, and drills. We finally got over with the training, with sore armpits, sore arms, sore shoulders, sore legs, a sore neck, and sore feet. The next day was terrible. The 'aftermath' or 'aftershock' or 'tremors' left behind by the training were vitally impacting. I was partially immobile with my sore body. Sigh. Fortunately, I was able to get over with the pain fast enough.
I hope that I will do better for the next training.
At least I learnt something.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Friday, July 3, 2009
How to kick a free kick C. Ronaldo style
Though he's no longer in Man U, I still respect him as a great footballer.
Here's a tutorial on how to kick a superb free kick using Cristiano Ronaldo's method.
Here's a tutorial on how to kick a superb free kick using Cristiano Ronaldo's method.
Brazil vs USA 3-2 Confederations Cup Final
I am a strong supporter of Brazil.
I was quite stunned by USA's first 2 goals.
Enjoy.
I was quite stunned by USA's first 2 goals.
Enjoy.
Monday, June 29, 2009
LA Home-Learning Day 2
HOME LEARNING #2
This is my lang arts assignment for day 2 of the home-learning week.
muhahahaha.
These are the instructions from Mdm Lim's wiki - Choose a poet by going online to a couple of the internet sites such as Poets.org (Academy of American Poets website) or American Poetry Online. Blog on your favourite poet. Your entry should be approximately 400 words. You should include the following:
•Ask yourself why you chose this particular poet. Why is he/she intriguing? Begin with an interesting fact, quote from a literary critic, an interview with the poet, etc. and move on to a thesis (yes, a thesis) which is not just a statement of fact, such as Sylvia Plath is a deeply disturbed woman. Think about what you feel about the poet’s work after having done the research; create a claim or opinion about him/her and let the reader know in the thesis what exactly you will be covering in the paper.
•Background and historical context. Biographical information is fine, but make sure that it provides insight into the writer and his/her work
.
•Three poems by the poet
•All outside source material or links must be cited.
I'll follow the "head-start" hint in iVLE by choosing "William Wordsworth" for the assignment today.
I am intrigued by Mr. "Wordsworth"for the simplest, most fundamental reasons - that he's a Romantic poet. Frankly speaking, I'm not well- versed with poems, and I really wasn't aware of the existence of "Romantic poems". The cognizance and understanding of his poetry led me to appreciate more sincerely the beauty of language, the meaning it has for different people. For William Wordsworth himself, it was a way of expression. The sincerity everpresent in his simple, lucid writing was easily felt - it was clear that he wrote from his heart, a diminishing, rare quality in the contemporary world.
William Wordsworth was a major English Romantic Poet, who, together with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English Literature with the 1798 joint publication Lyrical Ballads. Born in England in 1770, William Wordsworth attended Cambridge University and afterwards went on a walking tour of France and Switzerland. When war broke out in 1793 he returned to England, moving in with his sister Dorothy in Dorset. It was during this time he discovered his calling as a poet with a predominant theme of the common man close to nature. In 1798 he was instrumental in the advent of Romantic Poetry, together with Coleridge writing the Lyrical Ballads, as mentioned earlier, which began with Coleridge's "Ancient Mariner" and ended with Wordsworth's "Tintern Abbey". He spent a year in Germany, then settled down in Dove Cottage, Grasmere with his wife Mary Hutchison in 1802, where he wrote his poetic autobiography The Prelude and two other books of poems. He was selected poet laureate in 1843 and died in 1850.
Wordsworth's magnum opus is generally considered to be The Prelude, a semiautobiographical poem of his early years which the poet revised and expanded a number of times. The work was posthumously titled and published, prior to which it was generally known as the poem "to Coleridge".
Three Poems
"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed---and gazed---but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
LONDON 1802
MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
Have forfeited their ancient English dower
Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;
O raise us up, return to us again,
And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power!
Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart;
Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:
Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,
So didst thou travel on life's common way,
In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart
The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
The speaker of this poem, which takes the form of a dramatic outburst, literally cries out to the soul of John Milton in anger and frustration. (The poem begins with the cry: "Milton!") In the octave, the speaker articulates his wish that Milton would return to earth, and lists the vices ruining the current era. Every venerable institution--the altar (representing religion), the sword (representing the military), the pen (representing literature), and the fireside (representing the home)--has lost touch with "inward happiness," which the speaker identifies as a specifically English birthright, just as Milton is a specifically English poet. (This is one of Wordsworth's few explicitly nationalistic verses--shades, perhaps, of the conservatism that took hold in his old age.)
In the sestet, the speaker describes Milton's character, explaining why he thinks Milton would be well suited to correct England's current waywardness. His soul was as bright as a star, and stood apart from the crowd: he did not need the approval or company of others in order to live his life as he pleased. His voice was as powerful and influential as the sea itself, and though he possessed a kind of moral perfection, he never ceased to act humbly. These virtues are precisely what Wordsworth saw as lacking in the English men and women of his day.
It is important to remember that for all its emphasis on feeling and passion, Wordsworth's poetry is equally concerned with goodness and morality. Unlike later Romantic rebels and sensualists, Wordsworth was concerned that his ideas communicate natural morality to his readers, and he did not oppose his philosophy to society. Wordsworth's ideal vision of life was such that he believed anyone could participate in it, and that everyone would be happier for doing so. The angry moral sonnets of 1802 come from this ethical impulse, and indicate how frustrating it was for Wordsworth to see his poems exerting more aesthetic influence than social or psychological influence.
Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known
And I will dare to tell,
But in the Lover's ear alone,
What once to me befell.
When she I loved looked every day
Fresh as a rose in June,
I to her cottage bent my way,
Beneath an evening-moon.
Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
All over the wide lea;
With quickening pace my horse drew nigh
Those paths so dear to me.
And now we reached the orchard-plot;
And, as we climbed the hill,
The sinking moon to Lucy's cot
Came near, and nearer still.
In one of those sweet dreams I slept,
Kind Nature's gentlest boon!
And all the while my eyes I kept
On the descending moon.
My horse moved on; hoof after hoof
He raised, and never stopped:
When down behind the cottage roof,
At once, the bright moon dropped.
What fond and wayward thoughts will slide
Into a Lover's head!
"O mercy!" to myself I cried,
"If Lucy should be dead!"
This direct, unadorned lyric is one of the most striking and effective of the many simple lyrics like it, written by Wordsworth in the mid to late 1790s and included in the first edition of Lyrical Ballads. This little poem, part of a sequence of short lyrics concerning the death of the speaker's beloved Lucy, actually shows extraordinary sophistication and mastery of technique. The sophistication lies in the poet's grasp of human feeling, chronicling the sort of inexplicable, half-fearful, morbid fantasy that strikes everyone from time to time but that, before Wordsworth, was not a subject poetry could easily incorporate. The technique lies in the poet's treatment of his theme: like a storyteller, Wordsworth dramatizes in the first stanza the act of reciting his tale, saying that he will whisper it, but only in the ear of a lover like himself. This act immediately puts the reader in a sympathetic position, and sets the actual events of the poem's story in the past, as opposed to the "present," in which the poet speaks his poem. This sets up the death-fantasy as a subject for observation and analysis--rather than simply portraying the events of the story, Wordsworth essentially says, "This happened to me, and isn't it strange that it did?" But of course it is not really strange; it happens to everyone; and this disjunction underscores the reader's automatic identification with the speaker of the poem.
Also like a storyteller, Wordsworth builds suspense leading up to the climax of his poem by tying his speaker's reverie to two inexorable forces: the slowly sinking moon, and the slowly plodding horse, which travels "hoof after hoof," just as the moon comes "near, and nearer still" to the house where Lucy lies. The recitation of the objects of the familiar landscape through which the speaker travels--the paths he loves, the orchard-plot, the roof of the house--heightens the unfamiliarity of the "strange fit of passion" into which the speaker is plunged by the setting moon.
References:
http://www.poemhunter.com/william-wordsworth/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Wordsworth
http://www.geocities.com/infinitum_poetry/bioswilliamwordsworth.html
Thanks. That's all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
This is my lang arts assignment for day 2 of the home-learning week.
muhahahaha.
These are the instructions from Mdm Lim's wiki - Choose a poet by going online to a couple of the internet sites such as Poets.org (Academy of American Poets website) or American Poetry Online. Blog on your favourite poet. Your entry should be approximately 400 words. You should include the following:
•Ask yourself why you chose this particular poet. Why is he/she intriguing? Begin with an interesting fact, quote from a literary critic, an interview with the poet, etc. and move on to a thesis (yes, a thesis) which is not just a statement of fact, such as Sylvia Plath is a deeply disturbed woman. Think about what you feel about the poet’s work after having done the research; create a claim or opinion about him/her and let the reader know in the thesis what exactly you will be covering in the paper.
•Background and historical context. Biographical information is fine, but make sure that it provides insight into the writer and his/her work
.
•Three poems by the poet
•All outside source material or links must be cited.
I'll follow the "head-start" hint in iVLE by choosing "William Wordsworth" for the assignment today.
I am intrigued by Mr. "Wordsworth"for the simplest, most fundamental reasons - that he's a Romantic poet. Frankly speaking, I'm not well- versed with poems, and I really wasn't aware of the existence of "Romantic poems". The cognizance and understanding of his poetry led me to appreciate more sincerely the beauty of language, the meaning it has for different people. For William Wordsworth himself, it was a way of expression. The sincerity everpresent in his simple, lucid writing was easily felt - it was clear that he wrote from his heart, a diminishing, rare quality in the contemporary world.
William Wordsworth was a major English Romantic Poet, who, together with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English Literature with the 1798 joint publication Lyrical Ballads. Born in England in 1770, William Wordsworth attended Cambridge University and afterwards went on a walking tour of France and Switzerland. When war broke out in 1793 he returned to England, moving in with his sister Dorothy in Dorset. It was during this time he discovered his calling as a poet with a predominant theme of the common man close to nature. In 1798 he was instrumental in the advent of Romantic Poetry, together with Coleridge writing the Lyrical Ballads, as mentioned earlier, which began with Coleridge's "Ancient Mariner" and ended with Wordsworth's "Tintern Abbey". He spent a year in Germany, then settled down in Dove Cottage, Grasmere with his wife Mary Hutchison in 1802, where he wrote his poetic autobiography The Prelude and two other books of poems. He was selected poet laureate in 1843 and died in 1850.
Wordsworth's magnum opus is generally considered to be The Prelude, a semiautobiographical poem of his early years which the poet revised and expanded a number of times. The work was posthumously titled and published, prior to which it was generally known as the poem "to Coleridge".
Three Poems
"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed---and gazed---but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
LONDON 1802
MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
Have forfeited their ancient English dower
Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;
O raise us up, return to us again,
And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power!
Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart;
Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:
Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,
So didst thou travel on life's common way,
In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart
The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
The speaker of this poem, which takes the form of a dramatic outburst, literally cries out to the soul of John Milton in anger and frustration. (The poem begins with the cry: "Milton!") In the octave, the speaker articulates his wish that Milton would return to earth, and lists the vices ruining the current era. Every venerable institution--the altar (representing religion), the sword (representing the military), the pen (representing literature), and the fireside (representing the home)--has lost touch with "inward happiness," which the speaker identifies as a specifically English birthright, just as Milton is a specifically English poet. (This is one of Wordsworth's few explicitly nationalistic verses--shades, perhaps, of the conservatism that took hold in his old age.)
In the sestet, the speaker describes Milton's character, explaining why he thinks Milton would be well suited to correct England's current waywardness. His soul was as bright as a star, and stood apart from the crowd: he did not need the approval or company of others in order to live his life as he pleased. His voice was as powerful and influential as the sea itself, and though he possessed a kind of moral perfection, he never ceased to act humbly. These virtues are precisely what Wordsworth saw as lacking in the English men and women of his day.
It is important to remember that for all its emphasis on feeling and passion, Wordsworth's poetry is equally concerned with goodness and morality. Unlike later Romantic rebels and sensualists, Wordsworth was concerned that his ideas communicate natural morality to his readers, and he did not oppose his philosophy to society. Wordsworth's ideal vision of life was such that he believed anyone could participate in it, and that everyone would be happier for doing so. The angry moral sonnets of 1802 come from this ethical impulse, and indicate how frustrating it was for Wordsworth to see his poems exerting more aesthetic influence than social or psychological influence.
Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known
And I will dare to tell,
But in the Lover's ear alone,
What once to me befell.
When she I loved looked every day
Fresh as a rose in June,
I to her cottage bent my way,
Beneath an evening-moon.
Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
All over the wide lea;
With quickening pace my horse drew nigh
Those paths so dear to me.
And now we reached the orchard-plot;
And, as we climbed the hill,
The sinking moon to Lucy's cot
Came near, and nearer still.
In one of those sweet dreams I slept,
Kind Nature's gentlest boon!
And all the while my eyes I kept
On the descending moon.
My horse moved on; hoof after hoof
He raised, and never stopped:
When down behind the cottage roof,
At once, the bright moon dropped.
What fond and wayward thoughts will slide
Into a Lover's head!
"O mercy!" to myself I cried,
"If Lucy should be dead!"
This direct, unadorned lyric is one of the most striking and effective of the many simple lyrics like it, written by Wordsworth in the mid to late 1790s and included in the first edition of Lyrical Ballads. This little poem, part of a sequence of short lyrics concerning the death of the speaker's beloved Lucy, actually shows extraordinary sophistication and mastery of technique. The sophistication lies in the poet's grasp of human feeling, chronicling the sort of inexplicable, half-fearful, morbid fantasy that strikes everyone from time to time but that, before Wordsworth, was not a subject poetry could easily incorporate. The technique lies in the poet's treatment of his theme: like a storyteller, Wordsworth dramatizes in the first stanza the act of reciting his tale, saying that he will whisper it, but only in the ear of a lover like himself. This act immediately puts the reader in a sympathetic position, and sets the actual events of the poem's story in the past, as opposed to the "present," in which the poet speaks his poem. This sets up the death-fantasy as a subject for observation and analysis--rather than simply portraying the events of the story, Wordsworth essentially says, "This happened to me, and isn't it strange that it did?" But of course it is not really strange; it happens to everyone; and this disjunction underscores the reader's automatic identification with the speaker of the poem.
Also like a storyteller, Wordsworth builds suspense leading up to the climax of his poem by tying his speaker's reverie to two inexorable forces: the slowly sinking moon, and the slowly plodding horse, which travels "hoof after hoof," just as the moon comes "near, and nearer still" to the house where Lucy lies. The recitation of the objects of the familiar landscape through which the speaker travels--the paths he loves, the orchard-plot, the roof of the house--heightens the unfamiliarity of the "strange fit of passion" into which the speaker is plunged by the setting moon.
References:
http://www.poemhunter.com/william-wordsworth/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Wordsworth
http://www.geocities.com/infinitum_poetry/bioswilliamwordsworth.html
Thanks. That's all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Sunday, June 28, 2009
home learning - Language arts
HOME LEARNING
Hi all
I am apparently still confused by this home learning system. I just returned home from school, thus I seek the understanding of the reader of my blog regarding the late posting.
The record book on iVLE says:
Post your discussion in your class blog . From the poems in the link 'Famous Poets & Poems' look for 'The Road not Taken' by Robert Frost. Check out on Robert Frost. Your discussion should be at least 200 words length.
While the wiki decrees as follows:
Search for your favorite poem or song lyrics on the internet or at this website http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/
Copy and paste the poem/ lyrics on your blog and answer the following questions:
1.How are the figurative language used in the poem? Give the specific word(s), explain what type of figurative language it is and why the poet chose to use this figurative language?
1.Tell us why you like this poem in no less than 100 words.
Hence, in order to eradicate all opportunities and likelihood of afflicting chagrin, I have decided to combine both questions in my eventual answer. I apologise sincerely should my work seem sloppy.
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost - Who is he?
Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech.[1] His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. A popular and often-quoted poet, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry.
Specify the figurative language used in the poem above.
What types of figurative language are these?
Why did Robert Frost choose to use this language?
Hyperbole - "Oh, I kept the first for another day!"
A hyperbole can be defined as an obvious and intentional exaggeration used to invoke a certain emotion in the literary phrase. In the quote above, the hyperbole lies in "oh", which exaggerates the exclamatory emotion of the narrator of the "story".
Personification - "Because it was grassy and wanted wear"
The personification is clearly evident as the grass could not have wanted wear. This probably means the grass on the road has not been trodden on for a long time. This method was used probaably to add an element of life to the road and liven up the poem.
Symbolism - The entire poem seemingly encompasses a certain literary symbolism. It seems like a story in itself, about the narrator walking on a path which eventually leads to a crossroad. This symbolises the inevitable episode of important decision-making in life, and provides the reader with an important lesson to absorb.
Why do I like this poem? (100 words<)I like this poem 'cause it is in a way straight forward and easy to read - it does not possess an uncomfortable literary depth which may cause me to lose my interest.The simple and concise manner by which the poem is formatted enables easy inference and comparatively more comfortable thinking. However, the addition of adequate literary devices and figurative language adorns the poem and makes it more outstanding. The poem is also structured in a "story" manner, which allows the reader to visualize it and increases our interest. Stories are typically more catchy and attractive than a deep, literary poem. Finally, the poem encompasses a life lesson we can relate to - decision making, as mentioned earlier in my post,an issue that is not frequently addressed, yet drives important changes in our lives, and makes a difference.
Intrepretation
The poem has two recognized interpretations. One is a more literal interpretation, while the other is more ironic.
Frost had intended the poem as a gentle jab at his great friend and fellow poet Edward Thomas, and seemed amused at this certain interpretation of the poem as inspirational.
Literal interpretation
According to the literal (and more common) interpretation, the poem is inspirational, a paean to [[individualism], to [[non-conformist|non-conformism].
The poem's last lines, where the narrator declares that taking the road "less traveled by" has "made all the difference," can be seen as a declaration of the importance of independence and personal freedom. "The Road Not Taken" seems to illustrate that once one takes a certain road, there is no turning back. Although one might change paths later on, the past cannot be changed. It can be seen as showing that choice is very important, and is a thing to be considered. And that you will never know what the other path was like, so you may regret never knowing (the sigh), although it was still worth it because you made the right choice by knowing that you were able to exercise your personal freedom and independence.
Ironic interpretation
The ironic interpretation is that the poem is instead about regret and personal myth-making, rationalizing our decisions.
In this interpretation, the final two lines:
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
are ironic – the choice made little or no difference at all, the speaker's protestations to the contrary. The speaker admits in the second and third stanzas that both paths may be equally worn and equally leaf-covered, and it is only in his future recollection that he will call one road "less traveled by".
The sigh, widely interpreted as a sigh of regret, might also be interpreted ironically: in a 1925 letter to Crystine Yates of Dickson, Tennessee, asking about the sigh, Frost replied: "It was my rather private jest at the expense of those who might think I would yet live to be sorry for the way I had taken in life."
That's all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Hi all
I am apparently still confused by this home learning system. I just returned home from school, thus I seek the understanding of the reader of my blog regarding the late posting.
The record book on iVLE says:
Post your discussion in your class blog . From the poems in the link 'Famous Poets & Poems' look for 'The Road not Taken' by Robert Frost. Check out on Robert Frost. Your discussion should be at least 200 words length.
While the wiki decrees as follows:
Search for your favorite poem or song lyrics on the internet or at this website http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/
Copy and paste the poem/ lyrics on your blog and answer the following questions:
1.How are the figurative language used in the poem? Give the specific word(s), explain what type of figurative language it is and why the poet chose to use this figurative language?
1.Tell us why you like this poem in no less than 100 words.
Hence, in order to eradicate all opportunities and likelihood of afflicting chagrin, I have decided to combine both questions in my eventual answer. I apologise sincerely should my work seem sloppy.
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost - Who is he?
Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech.[1] His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. A popular and often-quoted poet, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry.
Specify the figurative language used in the poem above.
What types of figurative language are these?
Why did Robert Frost choose to use this language?
Hyperbole - "Oh, I kept the first for another day!"
A hyperbole can be defined as an obvious and intentional exaggeration used to invoke a certain emotion in the literary phrase. In the quote above, the hyperbole lies in "oh", which exaggerates the exclamatory emotion of the narrator of the "story".
Personification - "Because it was grassy and wanted wear"
The personification is clearly evident as the grass could not have wanted wear. This probably means the grass on the road has not been trodden on for a long time. This method was used probaably to add an element of life to the road and liven up the poem.
Symbolism - The entire poem seemingly encompasses a certain literary symbolism. It seems like a story in itself, about the narrator walking on a path which eventually leads to a crossroad. This symbolises the inevitable episode of important decision-making in life, and provides the reader with an important lesson to absorb.
Why do I like this poem? (100 words<)I like this poem 'cause it is in a way straight forward and easy to read - it does not possess an uncomfortable literary depth which may cause me to lose my interest.The simple and concise manner by which the poem is formatted enables easy inference and comparatively more comfortable thinking. However, the addition of adequate literary devices and figurative language adorns the poem and makes it more outstanding. The poem is also structured in a "story" manner, which allows the reader to visualize it and increases our interest. Stories are typically more catchy and attractive than a deep, literary poem. Finally, the poem encompasses a life lesson we can relate to - decision making, as mentioned earlier in my post,an issue that is not frequently addressed, yet drives important changes in our lives, and makes a difference.
Intrepretation
The poem has two recognized interpretations. One is a more literal interpretation, while the other is more ironic.
Frost had intended the poem as a gentle jab at his great friend and fellow poet Edward Thomas, and seemed amused at this certain interpretation of the poem as inspirational.
Literal interpretation
According to the literal (and more common) interpretation, the poem is inspirational, a paean to [[individualism], to [[non-conformist|non-conformism].
The poem's last lines, where the narrator declares that taking the road "less traveled by" has "made all the difference," can be seen as a declaration of the importance of independence and personal freedom. "The Road Not Taken" seems to illustrate that once one takes a certain road, there is no turning back. Although one might change paths later on, the past cannot be changed. It can be seen as showing that choice is very important, and is a thing to be considered. And that you will never know what the other path was like, so you may regret never knowing (the sigh), although it was still worth it because you made the right choice by knowing that you were able to exercise your personal freedom and independence.
Ironic interpretation
The ironic interpretation is that the poem is instead about regret and personal myth-making, rationalizing our decisions.
In this interpretation, the final two lines:
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
are ironic – the choice made little or no difference at all, the speaker's protestations to the contrary. The speaker admits in the second and third stanzas that both paths may be equally worn and equally leaf-covered, and it is only in his future recollection that he will call one road "less traveled by".
The sigh, widely interpreted as a sigh of regret, might also be interpreted ironically: in a 1925 letter to Crystine Yates of Dickson, Tennessee, asking about the sigh, Frost replied: "It was my rather private jest at the expense of those who might think I would yet live to be sorry for the way I had taken in life."
That's all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
animal farm stuff
Hi all,
This is me again. I am now posting about animal farm stuff.
I will be writing a summary of chapter 5, which is an important chapter and marks the most important turning point of events for the farm.
As winter drew, Molli became increasingly troublesome. She turned out to be a pain in the neck for the other animals, for her work productivity was extremely low, and she consistently refused to cooperate. Clover later discovered that she had betrayed the farm by intereacting with Pilkington's men. She was later forgotten by the rest. Meanwhile, winter was arriving, but Napoleon and Snowball were caught in a power struggle. Both argued over trivial matters at the Meetings. Snowball would raise plans for innovations and improvements, while Napoleon would talk about working on the yield and acquiring fire arms. The most controversial topic was the one on the windmill. Snowball derived a plan for its construction, on which Napoleon crudely urined. Snowball often won the majoriy's vote due to his eloquence and powerful oration. One day, Napoleon expelled Snowball using the dogs he had indoctrinated in seclusion. Soon after Napoleon took power, he annnounced a ban on all Meetings, to avoid any argument and disagreement towards his decisions, and to secure his domination. Napoleon later ordered old Major's skill to be disinterred and set up at the foot of the flagstaff as a monument of respect. This is a wicked method of propaganda aimed at relating himself to old Major to heighten his social status and secure power. It reflects his greed, his large ego, and the bleak future of Animal Farm. Napoleon soon announced that the windmill would be undergoing construction. He had in fact waited for Snowball to complete his plans before expelling him, for his future reference. He apparently possessed strong foresight and intelligence. In addition, this chapter includes several cases/ incidence of propaganda by Squealer. This is hence the turning point of life for the farm animals
That's all folks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
This is me again. I am now posting about animal farm stuff.
I will be writing a summary of chapter 5, which is an important chapter and marks the most important turning point of events for the farm.
As winter drew, Molli became increasingly troublesome. She turned out to be a pain in the neck for the other animals, for her work productivity was extremely low, and she consistently refused to cooperate. Clover later discovered that she had betrayed the farm by intereacting with Pilkington's men. She was later forgotten by the rest. Meanwhile, winter was arriving, but Napoleon and Snowball were caught in a power struggle. Both argued over trivial matters at the Meetings. Snowball would raise plans for innovations and improvements, while Napoleon would talk about working on the yield and acquiring fire arms. The most controversial topic was the one on the windmill. Snowball derived a plan for its construction, on which Napoleon crudely urined. Snowball often won the majoriy's vote due to his eloquence and powerful oration. One day, Napoleon expelled Snowball using the dogs he had indoctrinated in seclusion. Soon after Napoleon took power, he annnounced a ban on all Meetings, to avoid any argument and disagreement towards his decisions, and to secure his domination. Napoleon later ordered old Major's skill to be disinterred and set up at the foot of the flagstaff as a monument of respect. This is a wicked method of propaganda aimed at relating himself to old Major to heighten his social status and secure power. It reflects his greed, his large ego, and the bleak future of Animal Farm. Napoleon soon announced that the windmill would be undergoing construction. He had in fact waited for Snowball to complete his plans before expelling him, for his future reference. He apparently possessed strong foresight and intelligence. In addition, this chapter includes several cases/ incidence of propaganda by Squealer. This is hence the turning point of life for the farm animals
That's all folks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Sunday, May 10, 2009
man u owns every1
Hi all,
This post is about MANCHESTER UNITED
Let's talk about man u stuff one by one. Firstly, my entire extended family is itself a "man u fan club". Last yr, man u won the premier league clup. The UEFA cup, and THE CLUB WORLD CUP. Haha. Man u owns.
End of this month, man u will be playing barca. Let's talk about their chance of winning. This match will be a clash of the world's toughtest, most gallant, most intrepid football clubs. Man united, is now, not exactly in top form. They haven't exactly recovered from their thrashing by Liverpool, though they owned Arsenal. I'm hopeful that they will recover and return to top form by their clash with Barca. As for individual players, Rooney and Tevez are both in excellent form, but Ronaldo is not. Van der Sar is ok. Hope he'll be able to save the penalties by Barca.
As for Barcelona, they're really a strong side. They've got Henry, Messi, Eto'o, Xavi. THough two of their defenders are off and injured, they're a strong side. Henry and Eto'o are both extremely proficient attackers and forwards. They can shoot from anywhere. Messi is an all-rounder. He can break thru almost all defence. He can create scoring opportunities, or even convert opportunities into goals himself. He'll most certainly be the man of the match, for he's lethal in many ways.
Though Barca is a strong side, I am confident that Man U will win the cup this season. I believe that a month is enough for them to return to their dangerous form. (This statemet is proven . )
I think that Man U will draw with Barca in the first leg. However, they'll take ove rin the second, probably with a single goal advantage. In the event that they produce a draw for the total score, Van der Sar, I believe is better skilled and experienced than Barca's goalie, to save Man U during the penalties.
That;s all.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Shaheen Jafargoli
Hallo people,
This is me posting again. A little rushed.
U can go to the following website to watch Shaheen Jafargoli's singing on Britain's Got Talent. His singing is really amazing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXzppwvnt4g&feature=related
There're quite a few things u can learn from him. Firstly, he's an amazing singer.(Duh) First point u can learn from him - go to karaok more often. Listen 2 all those songs available at the karaok area. N u can sing well. Shaheen's sung a song by Michael Jackson, which Simon Cowell remarked was a very difficult song to see, with all the varying tones, etc. Simon commented on Shaheen "That's how one song can change a life. This may be the start of sth. special for u, young man." Amanda commented that she's done the goosebump test on Shaheen, and she's got it with Paul Potts (first season's winner - I think), another guy who I dun know, and Shaheen himself. (simply speaking, he's probably going 2 win the competition) The judge commented that Shaheen's "just shown that Wales' got talent". Three positive remarks, three yeses, and he proceeded to the next round. Shows that "Practice makes perfect" for singing. However, contradictingly, I think that u really need to have the natural voice and musical sense to sing well (I'm commenting this from a piano gd 8 student's point of view.) If u dun have both, u won't know how to vary the musical tone of the song like Shaheen did. It'll be very hard to sing well. U'll most probably end up like William Hung, She Bangs, and get horribly off the tune.
Next, interestingly, Simon commented that his first song was not right for him. Think 'cause its not Shaheen's style of singing, n he's not singing it the rite way. Anyway, Shaheen looked a little lost, but kept his cool , remained undaunted, and sang the Michael Jackson song really well .That's another point to learn. One must remain cool and calm in such situations. It's also amazing that he had the song by heart, such that he could sing it right away unhesitantly. He probably sang quite often. Again, practice, practice, practice. Ur efforts will pay off.
Haha.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
This is me posting again. A little rushed.
U can go to the following website to watch Shaheen Jafargoli's singing on Britain's Got Talent. His singing is really amazing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXzppwvnt4g&feature=related
There're quite a few things u can learn from him. Firstly, he's an amazing singer.(Duh) First point u can learn from him - go to karaok more often. Listen 2 all those songs available at the karaok area. N u can sing well. Shaheen's sung a song by Michael Jackson, which Simon Cowell remarked was a very difficult song to see, with all the varying tones, etc. Simon commented on Shaheen "That's how one song can change a life. This may be the start of sth. special for u, young man." Amanda commented that she's done the goosebump test on Shaheen, and she's got it with Paul Potts (first season's winner - I think), another guy who I dun know, and Shaheen himself. (simply speaking, he's probably going 2 win the competition) The judge commented that Shaheen's "just shown that Wales' got talent". Three positive remarks, three yeses, and he proceeded to the next round. Shows that "Practice makes perfect" for singing. However, contradictingly, I think that u really need to have the natural voice and musical sense to sing well (I'm commenting this from a piano gd 8 student's point of view.) If u dun have both, u won't know how to vary the musical tone of the song like Shaheen did. It'll be very hard to sing well. U'll most probably end up like William Hung, She Bangs, and get horribly off the tune.
Next, interestingly, Simon commented that his first song was not right for him. Think 'cause its not Shaheen's style of singing, n he's not singing it the rite way. Anyway, Shaheen looked a little lost, but kept his cool , remained undaunted, and sang the Michael Jackson song really well .That's another point to learn. One must remain cool and calm in such situations. It's also amazing that he had the song by heart, such that he could sing it right away unhesitantly. He probably sang quite often. Again, practice, practice, practice. Ur efforts will pay off.
Haha.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Selamat pagi
Hi all,
For Mat, Justin and Han Wei, please give me a chance. I really have quite a lot of homework. Haha,
Mas Selamat's here! And he's a rock star, a girl, a pirate, a scholar,etc.
Mas Selamat ran away during a toilet break. The two police man, I dun know how and why, didn't go in and check the toilet even after a long time. Mas Selamat climbs over thru the window, and poof? He's gone! And he's limp!!!! Mas Selamat caught the two boddo policemen unaware, ran across the field, climbed onto the rooof of a covered pathway, dropped down over a fence
Firstly, this reflects on our complacency and take-4-granted attitude. The policemen definitely know that he's a fugitive, and they jolly well know that he's the most dangerous one in town! They probably thought that he was limp, and can't really do anything. But here's the thing. The toilet facilities are designed such that u can climb from one thing up to another, up to the window? (the toilet seat cover, then to the toilet paper holder, etc. It would be rather simple for anybody, as long as he's mobile. Besides, Mas Selamat possesses incredible survival skills, as his "comrade" had stated. He was able to survive without getting caught by the defence forces for A YEAR. He was finally discovered on April 1 at a hawker centre in Skudai, working as an assistant (he had a long beard).
Next, I must admit that we have quite a number of flawas in our security and defence. Firstly, Mas Selamat was able to escape to the shores of Singapore, and even build a swimming aid for himself there. Without being noticed and caught! OK. Let's be systematic. Firstly, the toilets shouldn't be designed in such a way in the first place. It is very prone to escapes. Secondly, we need to improve the working attitudes of our Singaporean defence forces men. Thirdly, the guards really have to be more observant, and there should be better planning. Since the river separating the shores of Malaysia and Singapore is so small, the guards jolly well know that this is an ideal place for fugitives to escape (Any schoolboy can swim 1.1km, needless to say the leader of JI, even if he's not a proficient swimmer)
OK that's it for Mas Selamat (for now)
Haha
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
npcc stuff
Hi all.
I'll be talking 'bout npcc stuff. Remember Npcc day?
Ha ,I was wearing the uniform. It was really hard to wear and prepare. Firstly, you have to fix on all the badges buttons, ranks, etc. etc. Quite tiring work. Next. we have to polish both our belts and boots (belt's not that important) We have 2 use KIWI solid shoe-polishing wax (black colour). First is the layering, where we have to use our finger, applied mildly with shoe wax, and wipe it on the boots, most importantly the shoe cap, in a circular motion. Next is the polishing. This time. we have 2 use a little water. We wipe it around the boots for maybe 10-20times. Ta-DA! The boots must have a mirror-shine effect, and u must be able to see urself on the shoe-cap. Otherwise, u have 2 repeat the whole process, which takes around an hour, again. If ur boots are not shiny enough, u will get it from the officer. This applies to NS too, so u all better learn this now!
On the day itself, we arrived in school at 6.15, at the SALT centre. Changing into the uniform is really tedious. The button holes are too small, hence a lot of force is needed to push the buttons through. There's also a unique (and tedious) way of tying our bootlaces. THen, we began to fall in at the Concourse. A uniform check was conducted. We practised several drills before moving on to the terraces. THe night before NPCC day, I was rushing a birthday card for our teacher ic-mrs. Loke (Of course lah! I am from AEP, making me the definite "target victim"/scapegoat.)
Standing at the terraces for such a long time was really taxing, and with the sun beating down so strongly, we were literally drenched. PLUS the uniform was a little uncomfortable, though I love it. After a mass phototaking session, we proceeded on with lessons. I must admit that being one of the only ones in the class weaing the NPCC uniform made me feel special, and in a way responsible. I luv my uniform. Some people say I look shuai while wearing it.
I forgot to wear my NPCC cap(don't know how to smell its correct name) outside shelter once, at around 1.25p.m., while heading for the SALT centre. I was unfortunately caught by one NCO (Kenneth Sir, for Aloy and Shi lin).
I really look forward to the next time I am wearing my uniform.
And for Mat, Justin and Han Wei, please give me a chance when i'm posting on mon, around 8.00a.m. I really have a lot of work.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
I'll be talking 'bout npcc stuff. Remember Npcc day?
Ha ,I was wearing the uniform. It was really hard to wear and prepare. Firstly, you have to fix on all the badges buttons, ranks, etc. etc. Quite tiring work. Next. we have to polish both our belts and boots (belt's not that important) We have 2 use KIWI solid shoe-polishing wax (black colour). First is the layering, where we have to use our finger, applied mildly with shoe wax, and wipe it on the boots, most importantly the shoe cap, in a circular motion. Next is the polishing. This time. we have 2 use a little water. We wipe it around the boots for maybe 10-20times. Ta-DA! The boots must have a mirror-shine effect, and u must be able to see urself on the shoe-cap. Otherwise, u have 2 repeat the whole process, which takes around an hour, again. If ur boots are not shiny enough, u will get it from the officer. This applies to NS too, so u all better learn this now!
On the day itself, we arrived in school at 6.15, at the SALT centre. Changing into the uniform is really tedious. The button holes are too small, hence a lot of force is needed to push the buttons through. There's also a unique (and tedious) way of tying our bootlaces. THen, we began to fall in at the Concourse. A uniform check was conducted. We practised several drills before moving on to the terraces. THe night before NPCC day, I was rushing a birthday card for our teacher ic-mrs. Loke (Of course lah! I am from AEP, making me the definite "target victim"/scapegoat.)
Standing at the terraces for such a long time was really taxing, and with the sun beating down so strongly, we were literally drenched. PLUS the uniform was a little uncomfortable, though I love it. After a mass phototaking session, we proceeded on with lessons. I must admit that being one of the only ones in the class weaing the NPCC uniform made me feel special, and in a way responsible. I luv my uniform. Some people say I look shuai while wearing it.
I forgot to wear my NPCC cap(don't know how to smell its correct name) outside shelter once, at around 1.25p.m., while heading for the SALT centre. I was unfortunately caught by one NCO (Kenneth Sir, for Aloy and Shi lin).
I really look forward to the next time I am wearing my uniform.
And for Mat, Justin and Han Wei, please give me a chance when i'm posting on mon, around 8.00a.m. I really have a lot of work.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
recent stuff
Hi all
Back and posting again. It's been a long time since I posted. Really very easy with all those stuff, especially my AEP and Grade 8 stuff. Homework is peaking.
Firstly, results. AhHa. To the pleasure of SOME of u, I screwed up for this term. Let me be systematic. Firstly, my Chinese. I fared quite badly for my Chinese compos and letters lately. Wonder why. Fang lao shi says I'm having too much pressure.Fortunately, I have my chinese paper 1 as back up. 66/70. Quite well done. Next, my SCIENCE. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!???????? I missed A1 by 0.7!!!!!!!!!! 26/35. I know I'm being egoistic, but this will really pull down my MSG. What will others say?
Though the Infocomm results are not out yet, I know I am NOT going 2 do well. I didn't exactly revise the day before, with all my AEP stuff, NPCC uniform prep, you name it. There were quite a number of handouts to revise, n I certainly didn't read thru all of them. I really should manage my time better. Then I can have sufficient revision time. I expect 2 pass the test, maybe with a C5 or sth.
There's really alot of AEP stuff, notably design homework. We are majoring in graphic design, where there's flat imaging, image reduction, etc. I was rushing thru all the stuff I owed Mr Lee Fortunately, I have now successfully O$P$. Currently, for the AEP lessons, we are working on photoshop - poster and card design. These are much more challenging then the earlier IS assignments. There's no criteria to follow, no guide to rely on. It all depends on ur creativity . We are now working on a poster design competition, which is about food wastage and environmental conservation. It's due next Thur. Quite a rushed schedule.
That's all for this post.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Back and posting again. It's been a long time since I posted. Really very easy with all those stuff, especially my AEP and Grade 8 stuff. Homework is peaking.
Firstly, results. AhHa. To the pleasure of SOME of u, I screwed up for this term. Let me be systematic. Firstly, my Chinese. I fared quite badly for my Chinese compos and letters lately. Wonder why. Fang lao shi says I'm having too much pressure.Fortunately, I have my chinese paper 1 as back up. 66/70. Quite well done. Next, my SCIENCE. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!???????? I missed A1 by 0.7!!!!!!!!!! 26/35. I know I'm being egoistic, but this will really pull down my MSG. What will others say?
Though the Infocomm results are not out yet, I know I am NOT going 2 do well. I didn't exactly revise the day before, with all my AEP stuff, NPCC uniform prep, you name it. There were quite a number of handouts to revise, n I certainly didn't read thru all of them. I really should manage my time better. Then I can have sufficient revision time. I expect 2 pass the test, maybe with a C5 or sth.
There's really alot of AEP stuff, notably design homework. We are majoring in graphic design, where there's flat imaging, image reduction, etc. I was rushing thru all the stuff I owed Mr Lee Fortunately, I have now successfully O$P$. Currently, for the AEP lessons, we are working on photoshop - poster and card design. These are much more challenging then the earlier IS assignments. There's no criteria to follow, no guide to rely on. It all depends on ur creativity . We are now working on a poster design competition, which is about food wastage and environmental conservation. It's due next Thur. Quite a rushed schedule.
That's all for this post.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Gundam video
Hi guys,
I don't know how to add the video links directly to this blog, but I'll give u the address:
Bandai Sangokuden introduction:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_D2s7azyqPQ&NR=1
This is the only useful video I've found so far.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
I don't know how to add the video links directly to this blog, but I'll give u the address:
Bandai Sangokuden introduction:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_D2s7azyqPQ&NR=1
This is the only useful video I've found so far.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Gundam
Hi people.
I'm a great fan of lego and gundams, but here, I will be referring to the latter (especially the bb three kingdoms ones).
Here're some pics:
----> My favourite (Guan Yu - I treat the gundam like a deity)
Here's one set I would like to add to my current collection - Ma Chao, the great warrior
Lu Bu, the evil general This is one interesting set which includes many mini-figures
My current collection includes - Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Kong Ming, Zhao Yun, Cao Cao, Si Ma Yi, Sun Quan, Lu Meng, Gan Ning and finally the evil Lu Bu.
Each set comes with the pieces, a few pages of comics attached to the instruction kit. It is very easy to assemble. It takes about 15 minutes (provided the environment is condusive).
Unfortunately, one has to buy his own paint if he wants the gundam to be fully coloured. The pieces given, when put together, is not fully coloured.
The box looks something like that:
I am trying to insert a video on the Bandai sangokuden storyline. I'm really seriously infatuated with gundams. Happy collecting, people!
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
NAPFA test
Hi people,
I believe that all of u have completed ur NAPFA test? (except Zi Ying. Poor lad. Lost his voice)
Here are my results.
Sit-ups - A 43 (Mr. Toh said that we should stop at A)
Sit & Reach - C 35cm (Most fortunately. I'm normally very poor at this)
Shuttle Run - B 10.7s(OK. Don't comment. I know that's very slow. I JUST DON"T KNOW HOW 2 STOP, BEND DOWN AND PICK UP THE "BATON" IN TIME! I'M ALWAYS SLIPPING OR HESITATING! SOMEONE PLEASE TEACH ME HOW!!!)
Chin-ups - A 26 (I was spamming pull-ups, but Mr. Toh didn't count quite a no. of them. I stopped at A.)
Standing Broad Jump - A 215cm (Something I am very very very very very very very very very proud of)
Fortunately, I don't have a C, and all that adds up to 22 points so far. Quite well done. Now for the 2.4km run. I really frankly lack confidence in this. I've never run 2.4 in my life. I was ill and on emcee for the trial run years ago (exaggerated). I would be extremely contented and blessed with a C. I would be immersed in fleeting bliss, etc. etc. description.
Sorry for all those who didn't do well in the Sit & Reach or at any other station. It's fine, as there's always a retest.The Sit & Reach is actually quite difficult. Your body gets stiffer as you grow older. This is especially the case for males. Tip: Do more yoga.
I'm really quite proud of my standing broad jump. I practised frequently in the classroom, starting with 5, 6 then finally 7 squares.There's a definite way to jump well for every person, and u have 2 learn it, either by watching others or experimenting.
Finally, best of luck for the 2.4. (though my right foot is injured. Cut right 2 the flesh/muscles)
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
I believe that all of u have completed ur NAPFA test? (except Zi Ying. Poor lad. Lost his voice)
Here are my results.
Sit-ups - A 43 (Mr. Toh said that we should stop at A)
Sit & Reach - C 35cm (Most fortunately. I'm normally very poor at this)
Shuttle Run - B 10.7s(OK. Don't comment. I know that's very slow. I JUST DON"T KNOW HOW 2 STOP, BEND DOWN AND PICK UP THE "BATON" IN TIME! I'M ALWAYS SLIPPING OR HESITATING! SOMEONE PLEASE TEACH ME HOW!!!)
Chin-ups - A 26 (I was spamming pull-ups, but Mr. Toh didn't count quite a no. of them. I stopped at A.)
Standing Broad Jump - A 215cm (Something I am very very very very very very very very very proud of)
Fortunately, I don't have a C, and all that adds up to 22 points so far. Quite well done. Now for the 2.4km run. I really frankly lack confidence in this. I've never run 2.4 in my life. I was ill and on emcee for the trial run years ago (exaggerated). I would be extremely contented and blessed with a C. I would be immersed in fleeting bliss, etc. etc. description.
Sorry for all those who didn't do well in the Sit & Reach or at any other station. It's fine, as there's always a retest.The Sit & Reach is actually quite difficult. Your body gets stiffer as you grow older. This is especially the case for males. Tip: Do more yoga.
I'm really quite proud of my standing broad jump. I practised frequently in the classroom, starting with 5, 6 then finally 7 squares.There's a definite way to jump well for every person, and u have 2 learn it, either by watching others or experimenting.
Finally, best of luck for the 2.4. (though my right foot is injured. Cut right 2 the flesh/muscles)
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Busy guy
Hi guys.
Thanks a lot for your perpetual (I'm not sure whether u're sincere) reminders to post for the ACE. Ha Ha. Zi Ying, that was exaggerated.
Anyway, I haven't visited my blog since the Ice Age. I even had trouble trying to post. Really busy these days.
I'm currently coping with third lang., council, AEP, NPCC(tests), academic studies, Grade 8 music examinations, chairman stuff, etc. It's really difficult. Grade 8 is really, really difficult. My Mozart piece is getting on quite well, but my other pieces are ...................................
My AEP teacher, Mr. Lee Sze Chin, is currently most fervently spamming us with AEP graphic design work. 4-5 pieces at any one lesson. Shocking.
As for council, we haven't really had anything just yet. We will start with a lot of ushering work, which I believe will be fun. There are ushering opportunities during the Student Leaders' Convention, Hwa Chong Open House, etc. We have to interact with all the visitors to ensure that they are kept occupied. Interestingly, Mr. Krison mentioned to the iCIT applicants that when people talk about the most well-groomed ushers, Hwa Chong seldom appears on the radar. (The successful schools are ACS i together with the letter before S and the letter before J)
German is ok to cope with. I am in empathy with the students learning Japanese. I understand the unrelenting spamming of tests and quizzes for the lang. That's not the case 4 German. We have 2 tests, which are sometimes replaced with projects, per term.
As for NPCC, it does not contribute to my stress. I especially look forward to Wednesdays, when we have recreation - basketball, soccer, etc. I was recently owned by another team in a friendly basketball match. (The other team had several players above 1.7m) What could we do? They were too tall!
"Ich lerne und spreche jetz gut Deutsch, und ich finde Deutsch interessant. "
Herr Yong
That's for the schedule and workload (of course that's not all). I hope this effectively explains for my "non-blogging spree". This in a way also partially relieves the stress I am currently dealing with.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Thanks a lot for your perpetual (I'm not sure whether u're sincere) reminders to post for the ACE. Ha Ha. Zi Ying, that was exaggerated.
Anyway, I haven't visited my blog since the Ice Age. I even had trouble trying to post. Really busy these days.
I'm currently coping with third lang., council, AEP, NPCC(tests), academic studies, Grade 8 music examinations, chairman stuff, etc. It's really difficult. Grade 8 is really, really difficult. My Mozart piece is getting on quite well, but my other pieces are ...................................
My AEP teacher, Mr. Lee Sze Chin, is currently most fervently spamming us with AEP graphic design work. 4-5 pieces at any one lesson. Shocking.
As for council, we haven't really had anything just yet. We will start with a lot of ushering work, which I believe will be fun. There are ushering opportunities during the Student Leaders' Convention, Hwa Chong Open House, etc. We have to interact with all the visitors to ensure that they are kept occupied. Interestingly, Mr. Krison mentioned to the iCIT applicants that when people talk about the most well-groomed ushers, Hwa Chong seldom appears on the radar. (The successful schools are ACS i together with the letter before S and the letter before J)
German is ok to cope with. I am in empathy with the students learning Japanese. I understand the unrelenting spamming of tests and quizzes for the lang. That's not the case 4 German. We have 2 tests, which are sometimes replaced with projects, per term.
As for NPCC, it does not contribute to my stress. I especially look forward to Wednesdays, when we have recreation - basketball, soccer, etc. I was recently owned by another team in a friendly basketball match. (The other team had several players above 1.7m) What could we do? They were too tall!
"Ich lerne und spreche jetz gut Deutsch, und ich finde Deutsch interessant. "
Herr Yong
That's for the schedule and workload (of course that's not all). I hope this effectively explains for my "non-blogging spree". This in a way also partially relieves the stress I am currently dealing with.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
Monday, March 9, 2009
Cleaning up classroom
Hi all,
Please remember to stay back after school tomorrow, 10/3/09. We are going to CLEAN THE CLASSROOM! CHEERS! XD
Rayson & his current group will be preparing the cloth and pails,
Shilin & his current group will be preparing the brushes, etc. (Shilin himself will provide the soap)
Please remember. This is compulsory. Come to the classroom before lunch.
Thanks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
P.S. No CIP hours for this (I think. I can ask Mdm Lim about this)
Please remember to stay back after school tomorrow, 10/3/09. We are going to CLEAN THE CLASSROOM! CHEERS! XD
Rayson & his current group will be preparing the cloth and pails,
Shilin & his current group will be preparing the brushes, etc. (Shilin himself will provide the soap)
Please remember. This is compulsory. Come to the classroom before lunch.
Thanks.
Cheers,
Zhu Cheng
P.S. No CIP hours for this (I think. I can ask Mdm Lim about this)
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