How time flies! Five months have elapsed since we came to Singapore and there is only one more week left before we finish our English course. I always know the fact that time is swift. But it is essay for me to ignore, and when I notice the fact, things have passed for a long time, leaving but regrets to me.
I still remember the day when I boarded on the plane flying to Singapore. Because it was the first time that I leave my country, I was both nervous and exited. But no matter what my feelings were, there was a strong point in my mind that I should do my best to learn well. I designed lots of plans to make most of my time. However, when I came to Singapore, I was attracted by the beautiful country. I paid too much attention on the city and put off all my plans. When I suddenly found that I still be the worst in the class, I consoled myself that there was enough time for me to catch up with others. But now, when the ending of English course is just around the corner, I haven’t administered the plan yet. What a pity it is!
What is worse, we will leave each other soon, which I never would like to think about before. I am really glad to make friends with my classmates and tutors. Even though I am not as good as them, they never laugh at me. I can stay with them without shame. We discuss interesting topics in the lesson while the tutor is not looking; we share the food with each other in the classroom even though it is not allowed to eat food there. We also can watch two small kids quarreling with each other sometimes just because of a trivial matter. However, it is going to an end. I wonder what we would do when we meet with others in the future. Will we just give others a small smile, or even treat them as passerby?
Today should be a wonderful time for me. After more than two months’ hard work, we finally finish our research and presentation. I need not to spent more than one hour everyday on discussing what we should do tomorrow; I need not to write the vexing analysis and correct it again and again; I also need not to read the endless articles to illustrate my point with suitable quotations. In addition, Ms. Esther brings many toys to class, and we have play games for a whole afternoon, just like a group of small kids. But I cannot be very happy when I notice that farewell is coming.
I know the only thing I can do now is just treasuring the reminder of the English course. I know I will make lots of new friends after the farewell. Everything has to keep changing. But I am a person who doesn’t like to change; I would like to keep the status quo forever.
But I know it is just my extravagant hope.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Time to say goodbye
Our English bridging course will be soon finished.
I will miss our class. It has been always said that no banquet will last forever, which is absolutely true, but I still wish that our class will last for a long long time.
I still remember the first time when we met each other in that small classroom. Frustrated at being separated from my friends, I was low in spirit, and didn’t want to communicate with anyone. Looking others up and down, I was rather more disappointed. It looked like everyone had already got one’s company…And they were already familiar enough to others. And more importantly, they all seemed to have no interest in communicating with others as well. What a disappointing first-meeting… I guess if Mr. Mehdi hadn’t let me make introduction about Oin Lei, I would have never open my heart.
Day after day, we got familiar with each other, maybe not to that deep degree, bur enough to make friends. Sharing food in every afternoon, going “hiking” in term recess, joking in QQ group, then the buffet and sentosa, all those memories go around and around in my mind, which I will forever cherish.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Yes, We Can!
“Failure is the Mother of the success.” We comforted and encouraged each other by iterating this ooooold sentence and a wry smile. This was the first time that we, service team “iKid”, went to a children’s house to teach madarin, and this two hours was AWFUL. Everybody felt dispirited. What’s more, we are going to run this service for two more times.
“How do you know failure is not the Grandmother of the success?” said Qizhi subsequently. He certainly “enjoyed” a big beat from all of the rest. But thanks to him, all of us laughed and the atmosphere turned more relaxing.
Oral presentation, poster, final report, post-test... Even though we had many things to bother in this intensive week, we still got together and spent a lot of time in preparation for the service with a great passion and the affection on children. We arranged several sections—telling the legend of Nien beast and introducing Chinese New Year, playing tatoo (How to spell? Forgot… It should be the similar game of “guessing the word”) of Chinese version and learning Chinese folk songs. We prepared everything well and imagined how wonderful it would be and how welcome we would be among these lovely angels!
However, the fact was a complete contrast. Their ages range from 6 to 12 years old. Considering little kids, we slowed down our speech; however, the elder ones felt too simple and boring. One 11-year-old girl next to me even sighed and murmured “one more hour left…” and I could clearly see her bored look. Then I constantly talked with her to encourage her to speak Chinese and she was shy but still willing to communicate with me. Girls were relatively better, as they didn’t disturb the class. However, the little naughty boys were not easy to deal with. Some shouted “so boring” again and again, but he didn’t want to leave when the local teacher asked him to go out. Some didn’t listen to the speaker and sat on the floor bumping each other. There were 11 of us and 12 kids, of which the ratio was almost 1 to 1, but we just could not make it smooth. Sigh…
The local teacher told us we lacked some skills of management and we should be stricter, otherwise the kids would not listen to us. But how could we bear to be strict faced to such lovely and naïve faces! Thinking back about our childhood, we behaved more or less the same as these kids did. Kids want to be cared about, therefore, they do some things to raise the attention, even though they appear to be annoying sometimes. They love something but would refuse just because of shyness. That’s the nature of kids. We all have experienced, involving many subtle emotions which we could not tell clearly but just felt. What a kid needs is just a little bit care and a little bit encouragement.
We need to cheer up and bend down our body to listen to them, pouring in more patience and passion. Failure can be the mother or the grandmother or even the great grandmother of success. As long as we do not give up, as long as we strive to make it, the first clear cry of the success must be heard.
I believe we can do better next time, next next time and next next…time. Yes, we can!
“How do you know failure is not the Grandmother of the success?” said Qizhi subsequently. He certainly “enjoyed” a big beat from all of the rest. But thanks to him, all of us laughed and the atmosphere turned more relaxing.
Oral presentation, poster, final report, post-test... Even though we had many things to bother in this intensive week, we still got together and spent a lot of time in preparation for the service with a great passion and the affection on children. We arranged several sections—telling the legend of Nien beast and introducing Chinese New Year, playing tatoo (How to spell? Forgot… It should be the similar game of “guessing the word”) of Chinese version and learning Chinese folk songs. We prepared everything well and imagined how wonderful it would be and how welcome we would be among these lovely angels!
However, the fact was a complete contrast. Their ages range from 6 to 12 years old. Considering little kids, we slowed down our speech; however, the elder ones felt too simple and boring. One 11-year-old girl next to me even sighed and murmured “one more hour left…” and I could clearly see her bored look. Then I constantly talked with her to encourage her to speak Chinese and she was shy but still willing to communicate with me. Girls were relatively better, as they didn’t disturb the class. However, the little naughty boys were not easy to deal with. Some shouted “so boring” again and again, but he didn’t want to leave when the local teacher asked him to go out. Some didn’t listen to the speaker and sat on the floor bumping each other. There were 11 of us and 12 kids, of which the ratio was almost 1 to 1, but we just could not make it smooth. Sigh…
The local teacher told us we lacked some skills of management and we should be stricter, otherwise the kids would not listen to us. But how could we bear to be strict faced to such lovely and naïve faces! Thinking back about our childhood, we behaved more or less the same as these kids did. Kids want to be cared about, therefore, they do some things to raise the attention, even though they appear to be annoying sometimes. They love something but would refuse just because of shyness. That’s the nature of kids. We all have experienced, involving many subtle emotions which we could not tell clearly but just felt. What a kid needs is just a little bit care and a little bit encouragement.
We need to cheer up and bend down our body to listen to them, pouring in more patience and passion. Failure can be the mother or the grandmother or even the great grandmother of success. As long as we do not give up, as long as we strive to make it, the first clear cry of the success must be heard.
I believe we can do better next time, next next time and next next…time. Yes, we can!
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Finally, that day comes
Remember, Remember, the 2nd of June, that special day comes.
After preparing for months, we finally gave our presentations. For my group, I think we did our best. As George said, we've quarreled, we've disputed. But the most important thing is that we have worked together. Ms Leo asked us which aspect we thought we've improved. The first thing i thought about was the cooperation with others.
During my part of our presentation, Elfin took photos for me. Maybe because i was a little nervous, as the camera suddenly flashed, I almost couldn't see anything for seconds, what was worse, I forgot my words. Other my dear classmates also did well. The PPT of Xiangxin's group was pretty cool and Felix's part was excellent. At last, HanLe's group was decided to give their oral presentation to all SM3 students tomorrow. Best wishes for them.
Today is unforgettable for me, not only because we did our presentations, but also because today is the last time that Ms Esther teaches us. We had a wonderful time this afternoon playing games. We created a new kinds of majiang game in which the players who made more English words won. It was so interesting that we just couldn't stop playing it when another group came. Then Ms Esther gave us a little speech, which was a kind of sadness. But I 'm looking forward to visit Ms Esther.
After preparing for months, we finally gave our presentations. For my group, I think we did our best. As George said, we've quarreled, we've disputed. But the most important thing is that we have worked together. Ms Leo asked us which aspect we thought we've improved. The first thing i thought about was the cooperation with others.
During my part of our presentation, Elfin took photos for me. Maybe because i was a little nervous, as the camera suddenly flashed, I almost couldn't see anything for seconds, what was worse, I forgot my words. Other my dear classmates also did well. The PPT of Xiangxin's group was pretty cool and Felix's part was excellent. At last, HanLe's group was decided to give their oral presentation to all SM3 students tomorrow. Best wishes for them.
Today is unforgettable for me, not only because we did our presentations, but also because today is the last time that Ms Esther teaches us. We had a wonderful time this afternoon playing games. We created a new kinds of majiang game in which the players who made more English words won. It was so interesting that we just couldn't stop playing it when another group came. Then Ms Esther gave us a little speech, which was a kind of sadness. But I 'm looking forward to visit Ms Esther.
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