What is memory?
Memory is the font No. 12 and the 1.5 line spacing. Once Mrs. Yap stated her instructions of the format of our printed essays. Since then, every time I open my Microsoft Word or revise other’s essays, I change the format almost instinctively. I think I will keep doing so in the future.
Memory is the time that goes by unconsciously. Bingos and memorizing contests convert the dull Monday mornings into party time. Thanks to Mr. Medhi, we have spent so much lively and happy time together.
Memory is the affectionate wake-ups. When I am sleepy and struggle to finish my work, it always echoes in my head that “Go and wash your eyes!” It is quite likely that it is in the voice of Mrs Sonali.
Memory is the logical thoughts. I learn to always express my reasons for any viewpoints and preferences mainly from Mrs. Leo. This is what maybe I’ll never do in China, because I used to think that preferences don’t need reasons.
Memory is the fantastic games. Mrs. Easter often makes us relaxed. Sometimes I even think that I haven’t enjoyed my childhood time. I still remember that afternoon in the botanical garden, when I experienced that kind of pleasant picnic for the first time.
Memory is Bukit Timah. Memory is the East Coast Park. Memory is the debate, the soon-be-held basketball match and the buffet. Memory is working together. Memory is being with you excellent and benevolent friends. Memory is the foever Group 8. Memory is the six months that I will never ever forget.
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Yeah, they are memories, our memories. We can share, we can taste it again and again. However, the use of memory is to endow you experience to handle your future. So put away the momery, extract the best from it, and welcome a new day, a new life!
ReplyDeleteYour blog evokes my memories of the trifles when getting along with classmates and tutors. Yes, the five months has passed so fast, but I think those memories will be kept as treasure in my heart forever.
ReplyDeletememories are what we treasure, what affected our lives most, either pleasant or unpleasant. Student days are the best days of your life, so enjoy them. Remember you good times and also the not so good when you fought with mosquitoes, friends, and soon you will be laughing about them - remember that time when we.....? You will cherish them.
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