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Friday, August 29, 2008 @ 6:48 PM
This is another random post
I was in my room hibernating for a while when i digged up all my stuffs from primary school to now. [somehow everything seems to be found except my PSLE cert] AND, i found all of these:
Primary5! Was my first credit, i remember...and i think only about...less than ten people in the class had credit :D
I was such a geek still.
Maths Olympiad SIAAAA I miss being smart :/
Gold! And subsequently, I could only get Silver =.=
English, Credit. I can't believe this was only last year. My score was 40/60...OK LAH, NOT THAT BAD WHAT.
I think this was in Primary4 and i was in the ESB thingy..At the end of the year this UK examiner will fly down to Sg and examine us. So pressurising. I still remember her name was Mrs Daffodil or something. And my show-and-tell for this year was on my rollerblades lol.
My second and last year doing this and YAY DISTINCTION! I did on my swimming cert. Yes, i can swim too. But i forgot how to already...only know how to keep afloat now. =.=
This was that drama competition thing.
I don't know how this worksheet came about but yea, should be from dance lessons in lower sec..
Art class. And its superly cropped and ugly here. We had to draw the lines using ink and straw [we actually BLOW the ink with the straw wth]. So ugly lah.
AND OMG, WASN'T THIS ARTICLE USED FOR PRELIMS? :OI can lend any of you the FULL article. With all the cool pictures behind haha.
And one more thing; my english composition. It was the ONLY essay i managed to find so its precious. To me, at least.
20/07/07, In-class assignment.
Grade: 21/30
Warning: it's slightly feminist but it's generally a very mild essay. And if you hate China, don't read. Ok, there's not much of a link anyway. haha; now read it cos im uber bored and this is my third post for today cos if i don't type something i'd go crazy. Cos there's nothing else to do at home.
Sacrifice
"Please, Pa, let me go to England," Ling pleaded.
"What good will education do? You're a girl! You are supposed to stay at home and take care of your mother and younger brother! I will never let you go!"
"But..."
"Enough of this nonsense!" Ling jerked back her head as her father slammed the door to his room.
Ling hated herself. She hated herself for being a girl. A girl who is supposed to stay at home, take care of younger siblings, and cook for the family. A girl who is not supposed to receive education.
All her life, Ling had been pleading. First, she pleaded with her parents to let her go to school, which only earned her a slap. It took her many attempts and even begged the teacher of the school to persuade her parents into letting her receive an education like her brother and the other boys in the country. She would do almost anything to learn. She aspired to be a doctor. Or a lawyer. Someone to make a difference. She wanted to fight for her rights as a female. Just because she was a girl in China meant she was worthless. It meant that she was incapable of carrying on the family name.
Now, she had her chance of fufiling her dreams. Ling studied harder than anyone for the exam, and won the scholarship to continue her studies in England. However, this meant she needed to plead again.
Ling tried and tried. All failed, including the teacher's attempts. It only ended in a quarrel each time.
One day, Ling came back from school, only to find her father sitting on the veranda. His feet were neatly folded under his knees, sitting up rather stiffly upon seeing his daughter, his beady eyes staring right into hers. Ling always felt intimidated when her father looked at her this way. He was an authoritative father, who never failed to make his daughter feel slightly uneasy. Nevertheless, she had a deep respect and love for him.
"Come and sit here, Ling," his tone was fitting, like a low gutteral rumble; like thunder signalling an arriving storm. "Are you sure you want that scholarship? Is it what you really want? To leave your home here in China for some foreign country?"
"Yes, Pa, I told you and Ma my dreams, what I want to pursue. Let me go, Pa, I can make some money for you and Ma...And Ming, my brother, to live no more in poverty. Isn't that what you want? Pa?" Ling replied in a timid but determined voice.
"No. That is not what I want. Money is not important to me, Ling. You are my daughter and my daughter is more important than money. I don't want you to leave. That is why I didn't want to send you for an education. I was afraid this day would come, where you would leave me and your Ma...But if this is what you want," he paused for a while, "then go." Saying this, he slowly got up and walked to his room. Ling thought she saw something wet and shiny fall onto the wooden floorboards.
Ling finally got what she wanted. But at the expense of her family. Her father made his sacrifice of letting her leave. Was her father's sacrifice worth it? She had to work hard to create her career when she completes her studies in England. She cannot afford to disappoint her father.
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Lol, I ate two plates of fried rice typing this. x]
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