The neighborhood where I live has a park nearby. At the park, people can play basketball, football, jog, all just play with family members at the playground.
In the park, the air is always very fresh, and you can always see green trees and grasses all around the park. You can also hear the lively chirping of birds, flying around, or standing on the huge trees. There is also occasional cool breeze that makes one's visit to the park a very memorable one.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Childhood memory
My most vivid childhood memory was when I received my 1st in class award in Primary One. It was my first time ever, walking on to the stage, shaking hands, and receiving the prize from the Principal. It was very memorable and it was something that had a big effect on me. Ever since that day, I told myself to study hard and have more opportunities like that to go up stage and receive prizes again.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
LA-Draft2
I climbed out of the window, and did a head-first dive into the sea. The water was freezing, but that was the least of my worries. I swam deeper, and soaked myself in the salty water. How refreshing!
“Dad! ... Dad!!” the voice of a young boy came floating into my mind. I wondered where that voice came from when a persistent tap on my shoulder jolted me out of my daydream. It was my son. I realised I had been daydreaming, reminiscing about the past when I was a boy at the kampong in Pulau Ubin. In those days, my house was built of wooden sticks and floated on the water, and whenever I wanted, I could leap out of the window, into the sea and enjoy the calmness of the waters.
“Dad, may I play the computer?” my son, Sam, pleaded me. I gave him my consent and advised him not to play for too long. In my time, there was not even a computer, much less to play it. These days, children have the luxury to surf the net and play online games on a computer, something that was never heard of in those days when I was a boy.
I started reminiscing again thought of how I used to spend my time those days, when there were no computers or gaming devices to pass my time. I used to join my neighbours at the seashore where we would play catching, build sandcastles and sometimes collect seashells. I can fondly recall once when one of my neighbours, Ahmad, who was two years my senior, went as far buying a seashell from which I picked for 5 comic books because he wanted to complete his collection of seashells which consisted of a variety of colours. Seeing his desperateness as an opportunity for more comics, I negotiated for 15 comic books. Ahmad was very reluctant but eventually, he agreed and I walked home victoriously that day, the proud owner of 15 more comic books, more than half of those being new books.
“Paul! Can you help me get a sack of rice?” I was awoken once again, this time by my wife. As I started my car, getting ready to drive to the supermarket, I thought about how convenient life was in the past. The provision shop selling daily necessities was just across the road. There was not even a need to take public transports, much less drive a car. Today, the nearest supermarket is 2 kilometres away, and a car is a must-have.
As I queued up in the snarling queue to pay for the sack of rice, I could not help thinking how easy it was to pay for my purchases in the past. We rarely used money but rather, did something in return. I can vividly recall that the provision shop was our neighbour, Uncle Beng. When we purchased things from him, we would pay him in several other ways. I remember once when I “bought” a packet of sweets and 2 can drinks from him, all I had to do was to help him carry 3 boxes of canned food from the delivery truck to his shop. It was as simple as that back then.
After returning home, and spending some time reading the newspapers, it was late in the night. I was tussling on the bed but still could not sleep peacefully. It was because of the sound of a few teenage boys who were having a party at the void deck. I wished that I can experience again the tranquillity of the night back in my days in the kampong. At night, the only sound that could be heard of was the calm sweeping of the waves in the sea. It was the ideal environment to sleep and rejuvenate.
After a period of time, I finally managed to sleep, and I thought about how much difference there was between the past and the present. There are so many differences in life in the past, the present and probably, the future. As I slowly drifted to sleep, I thought about a word to describe all this happenings. There could only be an answer. Change.
“Dad! ... Dad!!” the voice of a young boy came floating into my mind. I wondered where that voice came from when a persistent tap on my shoulder jolted me out of my daydream. It was my son. I realised I had been daydreaming, reminiscing about the past when I was a boy at the kampong in Pulau Ubin. In those days, my house was built of wooden sticks and floated on the water, and whenever I wanted, I could leap out of the window, into the sea and enjoy the calmness of the waters.
“Dad, may I play the computer?” my son, Sam, pleaded me. I gave him my consent and advised him not to play for too long. In my time, there was not even a computer, much less to play it. These days, children have the luxury to surf the net and play online games on a computer, something that was never heard of in those days when I was a boy.
I started reminiscing again thought of how I used to spend my time those days, when there were no computers or gaming devices to pass my time. I used to join my neighbours at the seashore where we would play catching, build sandcastles and sometimes collect seashells. I can fondly recall once when one of my neighbours, Ahmad, who was two years my senior, went as far buying a seashell from which I picked for 5 comic books because he wanted to complete his collection of seashells which consisted of a variety of colours. Seeing his desperateness as an opportunity for more comics, I negotiated for 15 comic books. Ahmad was very reluctant but eventually, he agreed and I walked home victoriously that day, the proud owner of 15 more comic books, more than half of those being new books.
“Paul! Can you help me get a sack of rice?” I was awoken once again, this time by my wife. As I started my car, getting ready to drive to the supermarket, I thought about how convenient life was in the past. The provision shop selling daily necessities was just across the road. There was not even a need to take public transports, much less drive a car. Today, the nearest supermarket is 2 kilometres away, and a car is a must-have.
As I queued up in the snarling queue to pay for the sack of rice, I could not help thinking how easy it was to pay for my purchases in the past. We rarely used money but rather, did something in return. I can vividly recall that the provision shop was our neighbour, Uncle Beng. When we purchased things from him, we would pay him in several other ways. I remember once when I “bought” a packet of sweets and 2 can drinks from him, all I had to do was to help him carry 3 boxes of canned food from the delivery truck to his shop. It was as simple as that back then.
After returning home, and spending some time reading the newspapers, it was late in the night. I was tussling on the bed but still could not sleep peacefully. It was because of the sound of a few teenage boys who were having a party at the void deck. I wished that I can experience again the tranquillity of the night back in my days in the kampong. At night, the only sound that could be heard of was the calm sweeping of the waves in the sea. It was the ideal environment to sleep and rejuvenate.
After a period of time, I finally managed to sleep, and I thought about how much difference there was between the past and the present. There are so many differences in life in the past, the present and probably, the future. As I slowly drifted to sleep, I thought about a word to describe all this happenings. There could only be an answer. Change.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Favourite Movie
My favourite movie is Night At the Museum, which I watched in 2006. The movie is about a guard, who just started working as a nightguard at a museum, realised that all the things in the museum come alive at night because of an ancient Egyptian tablet. 3 crooks then try to steal the tablet and the nightguard tries to stop them.
My favourite scene in the movie is when the nightguard tries to catch these crooks, with the help of other characters that came alive in the museum. The scene was dramatic, as there were a variety of characters coming to live, from ancient cavemen, to the Romans, the scene was chaotic but eventually, the good emerged victorious against the bad.
My favourite scene in the movie is when the nightguard tries to catch these crooks, with the help of other characters that came alive in the museum. The scene was dramatic, as there were a variety of characters coming to live, from ancient cavemen, to the Romans, the scene was chaotic but eventually, the good emerged victorious against the bad.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Favourite To Kill A Mockingbird Character
My favourite character in the story book, To Kill a Mockingbird is Jem. He is my favourtie character as he is a very kind person who is very protective of his younger sister, Scout. There was once in the story when he tried to save Scout from crooks and broke his arm in the process. He is also a very mature person who would advice Scout what to do and what not to do. He is also a very generous boy who would buy things for his sister whenever he bought something for himself. There was once when he bought a steam train for himself, and was also very kind to buy a baton for his sister, with his own money.
In conclusion, Jem is a very generous and kind person who is willing to sacrifice himself for others, and hence is my favourtie character in To Kill a Mockingbird.
In conclusion, Jem is a very generous and kind person who is willing to sacrifice himself for others, and hence is my favourtie character in To Kill a Mockingbird.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Favourtie Fictional Character
My favourtie fictional character is Superman from the comic series ' Justice League '. He is my favourtie character as he has strong determination and always perseveres to do the right thing, no matter how many people are against. He has strong will power to save innocent people from evil enemies. He is etched in my memories as I can never forget watching Superman's risky actions just to save people from harm.
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