What i feel about today’s world is an obstacle not everyone can cross, not everyone will survive. Only those powerful within the brain, will survive.
In a small little island called Singapore, you can roughly gauge how the world is like, simply by walking down Ochard Road. Let me explain, being be an average car-enthusiast, i can see many Lambogini(s), Ferrari(s), Lotus, Aston Martini DB9(s), Porsche(s), Rolls Royce(s), Nissan Fairlady(s) and Skyline, and many many other exotic cars humbly driving down the roads of Singapore (with many-humps). I remember, just last week, i was happily walking down Orchard Road when a PAGANI ZODA S came roaring across the road; i went “WHAT-THE-F***”
After reading the paragraph above, you will start thinking, how on earth did these people buy those cars? Seriously, to me, getting a driving a license is already damn expensive. Now think. To buy a car, you…..
Pay for driving license (theory and practical)
Pay for Car and COE
Pay for insurance
(now u’ve gotten the car, well done!)
Now u pay for road tax
Pay for ERP
Pay for the car food (fuel)
Pay to bath the car
Pay to make your car look b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l
Pay for car coupon
Now what else did i miss out?
Ha.
My whole point being is, there are so many successful people in this world. The saying goes,
‘The Rich get Richer, the Poor gets Poorer.’
Those who suffer continue to suffer. Those who are rich continues to enjoy being rich.
Speaking of succesful people, there are also quite a number of powerful people in this world.
There is a huge range for the type, and area these people are powerful in.
For example, my lecturer, Mister Ryan, being one of the many peple AROUND the world, to be selected by this Japan Company to tour about the different ports in this world, must really be powerful in a certain way.
And he is right here in my school. I get to see him every Friday too. How cool is that?
In lesson that day, i felt Mister Ryan approach to try to get us better through that game is an effective one.
As we all are trained with a different accent since young, it would be hard to pronounce names of a totally different accent to you. And that was what Mister Ryan was trying to overcome through the game. To me, it was good.
From my experience, this is only effective if all of us knew how to speak english fairly well.
I’ve been to Indonesia for my scouts camporee and, i had problems communicating with them. What actually connected us was the similiar interest we had inside. For an example, songs and simple dance-games. We taught those Indonesia Scouts this dance-game and they could understand it. Not through language mind you, but through simple hand gestures.
Although we still couldn’t know them well enough due to the invisible language barrier, we felt that we were connected through some way. Perhaps from the heart.
Back to the lesson. We were then taught how to write in a third person perspective. I seriously couldnt quite understand what he meant, till i was called out to read what i wrote. From there, he pointed out my mistakes and, I managed to see the whole picture. I guess that’s why people say ‘to learn, is to participate’.
Okay, end of reflection.
Assignment:
Qns: Jacky puts on his hula girl outfit and enters the temple. Continue your story from here.
Ans:
Jacky puts on his hula girl outfit and enters the temple. With only a few steps in the tempple, he notices many people staring at him with shock. Trying his best to ignore the stares, he looks down and quicken his pace.
He then stops to take a quick look back at his friends behind the door, cheering him on. Turning back, he approaches further into the temple where he sees many people prying and chanting away. He then walks right into the middle of the crowd and shouts out loud. Everybody then turns to him, and stares in shock. All attention was on Jacky. Jacky then quickly does a sexy and erotic dance, moving his entire body in a seducing manner. He first places his hands on his chest, crossing them and slowly moving it down to the hips. He then shakes it vigourously. He moves his hand further down to the groin area and massages it, with his tongue sticking out, while staring at one of the old lady.
Before he could finish his dance, he hears some angry voices far away; getting louder and louder each second. He quickly turns back to see some monks holding their broomsticks and spade charging towards him, like in the war movies. Jacky then quickly dashes for the entrance, and calls out for his friends to run away; and never to return again.