Friday, April 27, 2007
5:29 AM
My god, I'm reading propaganda. OK, OK, social studies just got more interesting when it came to chapter 4.
Mdm Ker's Sri Lanka notes have some really graphic pictures, though.
Just thought of something someone drilled into me a couple of months ago...
"Look, are you going to remember this test for life? If yes, look back to primary school, try to remember every single grade for every single CA1 and SA1, even your listening and oral papers. If you can, then you can remember this test for life. Move on. You'll have to let go. Keep moving. You can't afford to look back anymore."
and another...
"It's going to be a harsh wake-up call for all of you this year.... all your pretty grades in the past aren't going to hold anymore..."
Is it just us fading, or is it the time covering the shine up?
I found it hard to believe. The same person came and said later on...
"Don't care about the pretty grades anymore. Stop worrying and fighting hand tooth and nail for them. Save the effort for next year. For this year, just hope to survive long enough to make it to the next."
Dump us all in an icy ocean after we've been raised in a warm pool, and force us to fight to reach the other shore.
"Only next year, hope to get all the pretty grades."
Force us to survive long enough to reach the next shore, only to fight against each other up a down-rushing waterfall to reach paradise.
A passage in my chinese paper read:
There was a mountain, a high, craggy mountain, on which grew an orchard of fruit trees. The fruits looked so tempting, so luscious to the eye. A group of brave monkeys attempted to scale the cliff in order to reach the orchard.Many were killed in the attempt to scale the cliff, for it was rocky and the stone crumbled easily, making it difficult to grasp any handholds in the rockface.Finally, a group of surviving monkeys made it over the cliff and scampered to the orchard. Once there, they climbed up the trees and tasted the fruit which they had yearned and risked their lives for.The fruit was bitter.Don't do this. I'm seeing you kill him. You rejected him, and yet, even though he follows you around, you make use of him. You're struggling in the current, and you're dragging him along.
And then again, it's not as if you want to. I can't believe how much you've changed.