A Whole New Twist
Saturday, 5 July 2014
photo essay (facets of singapore)
Wednesday, 2 July 2014
Book Review
Fault In Our Stars-Book Review
This book is written by John Green. It has won many awards and it has been made into a film too.
Story starts with Hazel Grace Lancaster narriting about herself though she does not say it truthfully. Both readers and audience then get to see her real self. She is a cancer patient who has a sort of lung disorder. The cannot breath without the breathing tube and thus has to carry an oxygen tank with her everywhere she goes. She was just at the age of 13 when she got diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. She was going to take her last breathe when a miracle happened and all the fluid from her lungs got drained. Ever since then she kept on reading the same book over and over again which was called " An Imperial Affliction " written by Peter Van Houten. At the age of 16,her mother then came to a conclusion that she was dipressed though failed to understand that hazel was addicted to the book since the book was about cancer too and felt that writer could understand pain and death even when alive.
Her mother then sent her to a cancer support group where hazel felt that it was torture and taking her medicines was better than that. One day while on her way to the support group venue, she accidently knocks into a 18 year old boy named Augutus Waters. Augutus is a cancer surviver himself who had to amputate his half of his right leg. He was also on his way to the support group to give support and encourge his best buddy who had to get and eye surgery done therefore leaving himself blind.
After a few meetings, Hazel and Augutus fall in love and the story becomes very romantic. During the middle of the night, Hazel lungs suddenly fill with fluid and starts to breath ridiculously heavily and gets admitted to the hospital immediatly. After she recovers, she desires to meet Peter Van Houten so that he could answer some of her questions related to his book since his book ends unexpectedly in the middle of a sentence. When they go to meet him , he acts very voilently leaving hazel with hatred about him. After a few days , Augustus reveals that he had a check up when hazel was in the hospital and found out that tumour had started growing in his body at a really fast rate and it had almost occupied his whole body including the stomach and liver. It is 8 days later when the tumour reached his heart which stops working and he dies. That moment literally touches the readers and audiences heart. people cried in both the movie and the book. At Augustus's funeral , Peter Van Houten turns up leaving her in rage. Though he explains to her that he was traumatised by his own daughters death because of cancer and thus resulting in the change of behaviour she does not listen at all and asks him to leave. Before leaving, Peter Van Houten passes her a letter which she crushes and throws it inside the car. A few days later, the blind best friend of Augustus and hazel meet up to remember Augustus. She also shares with him about how Peter came to give her a letter which she didnt bother about when the blind friend tell her that peter had also met him and said that the letter was written by Augustus hismelf which he asked Peter to pass to her. Hazel hurries to the car to read the letter in which she reads that that Augustus was ready to accept death and says getting hurt in this world is inevitable, but we do get to
choose who we allow to hurt us, and that he is happy with his choice. He
hopes she likes her choice too. The final words of the novel come from
Hazel, who says she does.
now tell me....How well the story was written! everyone thought hazel would die, but there was a twist and something else happened. True work of a genious. i would give is 5/5 stars!
Saturday, 26 April 2014
Movie Review
This movie review is about a Japanese movie name " Recipe's of the diet diary (ROTDD)"
This movie was released in 2013 .
Plot
The Tanita Corporation IS a electrical manuafacturing company that has developed/created several pieces of health-related equipment but they have many obese/fat/overweight employees at the time. The main reason why the company wasn't doing well was because the public believed that fat people who were the employess were selling and promoting things to fat people which was equvilant to the kettle calling the pot black. So the president of the company delivered an edict that all employees must begin a diet immediately.Under the guidance of a nutritionist named Nanako, who was invited by the vice-president to run the staff canteen to make sure everyone gets healthy meals, the employees eventually get behind the effort and begin to see results.
Nanako was a collage friend of the vice- president who also used to be fat. She became healthy when she got rejected by many company's to be their nutritionist. And thus she decided to lose weight and became slim.
How I came across this movie
Well, I was going to Canberra,Australia to visit my family and cousins. Since the flight was long, really long, I got bored and decided to watch a movie in the plane. I randomly selected this movie and really liked it. Though I did not understand Japanese, I read the English subtitles but also understood the characters emotions through their actions and how they were behaving in each scene . I have really enjoyed this movie, I would not mind watching it again!*THIS IS COMPLETELY ORIGINALWORK DONE BY ME, IF U HAVE ANY PROBLEMS DO COMMENT ABOUT IT*
Sunday, 23 March 2014
ENGLISH LESSON REFLECTION...
I enjoy my English lesson a lot. There was a time in Primary school where I used to despise it a lot because of my dropping grades and lack of focus. Well, to be honest, I did love English when I was in lower primary. The moment I stepped into Upper primary, more stress began to fit in my brain and created a whirlpool of confusion. I would neither focus in class nor pay attention to what was happening around in class. Soon my English grades began to drop. My parents would keep saying that I was hopeless and nothing could be done. Not just English but as months passed by, even the grades of other subjects started to drop. This time I really felt that my parents were right and I m hopeless.
When I joined Chong Boon Secondary, I met two wonderful teachers, Ms Foo and Mdm Tan. They are my Secondary 1 English class teachers. They really helped me in my English to boost up in the Language as well as instilled the love and passion for English inside me.
Not only do they help us in English but also come up with fun and interesting exercises to do and practice in school and at home. Actually I would rather say that I love English instead of liking it. I think I have the best teachers who have inspired me to work hard and I will do my best to achieve above my teachers expectation. Because someone has once said,"When there is a will, There's a way."
When I joined Chong Boon Secondary, I met two wonderful teachers, Ms Foo and Mdm Tan. They are my Secondary 1 English class teachers. They really helped me in my English to boost up in the Language as well as instilled the love and passion for English inside me.
Not only do they help us in English but also come up with fun and interesting exercises to do and practice in school and at home. Actually I would rather say that I love English instead of liking it. I think I have the best teachers who have inspired me to work hard and I will do my best to achieve above my teachers expectation. Because someone has once said,"When there is a will, There's a way."
Saturday, 8 February 2014
WORLD FOOD PROGRAMME
WFP a.k.a WORLD FOOD PROGRAMME IS ABOUT WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE ABOUT TODAY.....
WELL THIS IS HOW IT GOES......
The World Food Programme (WFP; French: Programme Alimentaire Mondial; Italian: Programma Alimentare Mondiale; Spanish: Programa Mundial de Alimentos) is the food assistance branch of the United Nations and the world's largest humanitarian organization addressing hunger and promoting food security.[1] On average, the WFP provides food to 90 million people per year, of whom 58 million are children.[2] From its headquarters in Rome and more than 80 country offices around the world, the WFP works to help people who are unable to produce or obtain enough food for themselves and their families. It is a member of the United Nations Development Group and part of its Executive Committee.[
adapted from :Wikipedia
So as you can see..it is a programme that is widely know around the globe for its help to the needy and poor people of different country's.I think that this programme can really make a difference to the people around us. There are many ways to support THE "WFP." Some of the ways is to create awareness between people about it. People also donate money to the programme which will then be used and processed to help the poor people.
There is also a website www.freerice.com ...it is part of the "WFP". That is a website in which you have to solve quizzes for free according to the subject u choose. Everytime you get a question right...10 grain will be given by the "WFP" to the poor. soo far I have answered 40 questions correctly, which means the "WFP" must have given the poor 400 grains of rice. I m glad that I am paying my part of helping the poor.
WELL THIS IS HOW IT GOES......
The World Food Programme (WFP; French: Programme Alimentaire Mondial; Italian: Programma Alimentare Mondiale; Spanish: Programa Mundial de Alimentos) is the food assistance branch of the United Nations and the world's largest humanitarian organization addressing hunger and promoting food security.[1] On average, the WFP provides food to 90 million people per year, of whom 58 million are children.[2] From its headquarters in Rome and more than 80 country offices around the world, the WFP works to help people who are unable to produce or obtain enough food for themselves and their families. It is a member of the United Nations Development Group and part of its Executive Committee.[
adapted from :Wikipedia
So as you can see..it is a programme that is widely know around the globe for its help to the needy and poor people of different country's.I think that this programme can really make a difference to the people around us. There are many ways to support THE "WFP." Some of the ways is to create awareness between people about it. People also donate money to the programme which will then be used and processed to help the poor people.
There is also a website www.freerice.com ...it is part of the "WFP". That is a website in which you have to solve quizzes for free according to the subject u choose. Everytime you get a question right...10 grain will be given by the "WFP" to the poor. soo far I have answered 40 questions correctly, which means the "WFP" must have given the poor 400 grains of rice. I m glad that I am paying my part of helping the poor.
Monday, 20 January 2014
Little India Riot
From media reports... a drunk Indian National boarded a packed private bus and was causing trouble. He was made to leave and was subsequently run over by the bus. The crowd outside the bus became agitated and began damaging the bus. A Civil Defence ambulance arrived. The paramedics were pelted with stones and bottles by the gathering mob while trying to extricate the body. One red Rhino (light fire attack vehicle) was damaged, a police car had its windscreens smashed and 4 patrol cars were overturned. The police personnel who were outnumbered were attacked by the rioters. An ambulance & 2 police cars were set on fire. Special Operations Command arrived later and brought the situation under control.
From other YouTube videos, I see people cheering and whistling when the ambulance was set on fire. This is very disturbing.
(The bus driver was arrested and being investigated for causing death by a negligent act)
From other YouTube videos, I see people cheering and whistling when the ambulance was set on fire. This is very disturbing.
(The bus driver was arrested and being investigated for causing death by a negligent act)
Saturday, 18 January 2014
5 Motivational and Inspiring short Stories
1. Everyone has a Story in Life
A 24 year old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted…
“Dad, look the trees are going behind!”
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity,
suddenly he again exclaimed…
“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”
The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man…
“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”
The old man smiled and said…
“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.
Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.
“Dad, look the trees are going behind!”
Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity,
suddenly he again exclaimed…
“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”
The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man…
“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”
The old man smiled and said…
“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.
Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.
2. Shake off your problems
A man's favorite donkey falls into a deep precipice;
He can't pull it out no matter how hard he tries;
He therefore decides to bury it alive.
He can't pull it out no matter how hard he tries;
He therefore decides to bury it alive.
Soil is poured onto the donkey from above.
The donkey feels the load, shakes it off, and steps on it;
More soil is poured.
It shakes it off and steps up;
The more the load was poured, the higher it rose;
By noon, the donkey was grazing in green pastures.
After much shaking off (of problems)
And stepping up (learning from them),
One will graze in GREEN PASTUREs
The donkey feels the load, shakes it off, and steps on it;
More soil is poured.
It shakes it off and steps up;
The more the load was poured, the higher it rose;
By noon, the donkey was grazing in green pastures.
After much shaking off (of problems)
And stepping up (learning from them),
One will graze in GREEN PASTUREs
3. The Elephant Rope
As a man was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.
He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”
The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.
He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”
The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.
Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?
Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life.
Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life.
4. Potatoes, eggs, and coffee beans
Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.
Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.
He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.
After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.
He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”
“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.
“Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.
“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.
He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the boiling water.
However, each one reacted differently.
The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.
The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.
However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.
“Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “
Moral:
In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.
Which one are you?
5. A dish of ice cream
Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.
He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.
After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.
He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”
“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.
“Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.
“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.
He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the boiling water.
However, each one reacted differently.
The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.
The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.
However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.
“Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “
Moral:
In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.
Which one are you?
5. A dish of ice cream
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
“How much is an ice cream sundae?”
“50 cents,” replied the waitress.
“How much is an ice cream sundae?”
“50 cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it.
“How much is a plain ice-cream?"
“35 cents,” she said brusquely.
The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed.
When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw.
There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were 15 cents – her tip.
“How much is a plain ice-cream?"
“35 cents,” she said brusquely.
The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed.
When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw.
There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were 15 cents – her tip.
the stuggles of my life
Well,i never had any struggles in my life before except once in primary school which I would not really call a stuggle.Well,the first struggle was that I once had set the alarm for 8 am because I wanted to bake a fresh cake for my parest on their wedding anniversary.but when the alarm rang...I dismissed it thinking that I could wake up in a few minutes.but I guess that I overslept and ended up waking up at 8.45 am. I knew that a cake would take 30 mins to bake.i had to think of a alternative option.thats when an idea popped into my mind,i could make them a wonderfull English breakfast for them..and when they would go out for lunch..i could bake the cake and get it ready by the time they come back.
Now,i have another story....well this time I was the one helping someone who was sruggling.
it all started like this.....
I was in Pri 4.it was 3.30 in the afternoon when my extra classes in school had ended.i was so dead tired that day.i quickly caught the 811 bus that arrived and sat thinking in my mind what I will do once I reach home...the moment when I got down the bus stop,i heared some crying sounds.when I looked back..i saw a girl about my age crying .I went towards her and consoled her and asked her what happened.she replied humbly that she took the wrong bus from her school (she took 811 instead of 812)and ended up getting lost.i recognized her uniform, she was from Peiying Primary School. i used to be in Peiying school in primary 1 2008.but the next year 2009 I changed my school to naval base primary and joined primary 2.well..then I told her to come with me to a friend of mine who is also from peiying primary since my phone had no battery.i found out that they both were classmates.the very next moment my friend passed the girl her phone.the girl pressed the buttons quickly as she waited for her mum to pick up the phone.in 20 minutes her mother came and picked her up thanking us profusely.as a reward...she gave me $10 but I told her that if my friend had not lent the phone..she would be still be helpless so I shared the money with her..
Now,i have another story....well this time I was the one helping someone who was sruggling.
it all started like this.....
I was in Pri 4.it was 3.30 in the afternoon when my extra classes in school had ended.i was so dead tired that day.i quickly caught the 811 bus that arrived and sat thinking in my mind what I will do once I reach home...the moment when I got down the bus stop,i heared some crying sounds.when I looked back..i saw a girl about my age crying .I went towards her and consoled her and asked her what happened.she replied humbly that she took the wrong bus from her school (she took 811 instead of 812)and ended up getting lost.i recognized her uniform, she was from Peiying Primary School. i used to be in Peiying school in primary 1 2008.but the next year 2009 I changed my school to naval base primary and joined primary 2.well..then I told her to come with me to a friend of mine who is also from peiying primary since my phone had no battery.i found out that they both were classmates.the very next moment my friend passed the girl her phone.the girl pressed the buttons quickly as she waited for her mum to pick up the phone.in 20 minutes her mother came and picked her up thanking us profusely.as a reward...she gave me $10 but I told her that if my friend had not lent the phone..she would be still be helpless so I shared the money with her..
Trashion Fun
Hi! My name is Simran ...I m a fan of fashion designing..i mean trashion designing
well,i was inspired to become a trashion designer ...after watching this video about project greenway.it is a fashion show were they used trash and recycled materials to make dress and have a competetion between the paticipants..well that that day I did no that it could change my life
from the day I watched the whole series of project greenways video's I got interested in fashion illustration,which is the first step of fashion designing...I find that this project is very usefull as it will be a helpull source in the future when we will lack things because of using them up such as cotton..so we can find an alternative way which is reusing the thrown or recycled materials...in the end when the thing are made into cloths..they actually do look stunning!!
Friday, 10 January 2014
THE
STORY OF THE FILE
Hi!
My name is HOMEWORK sorry..i mean
English. Well,I used to be a Homework file until I became a English file thanks
to a very thoughtful person. Well here is my story.
A
few years ago,my home used to be at the Popular Book Store when one day a
family of four paid for me and brought
me to their home to use me as a homework file. That day was the most gleeful
day of my life.I could not help grinning from ear to ear in joy. The first few
weeks went very well in their house. The two children always made sure that I
was clean, and shining from zippers to chains. I felt that I was very lucky to
be with such organized children but when I realized it was not for long that I
was wrong. The children had just come back from their school. Suddenly they
raced towards me and grabbed me by both sides and started pulling me towards
themselves. I was horrified by their
aggrasive behavior of fighting for me.The boy got so angry that he pulled me with
much strength from the girl and tossed me to the ground in fury. I was heart
broken. How could someone do something like this to me? I cried as I thought
about the two childrens true colours. When their maid found me at a corner of a
wall, she didn’t even bother to put me back to my shelf, instead she donated me
in a flea market sale. One of the women shopholders at the sale choose
me as an itiem sell and arranged me neatly with other files on a table. That’s
when a sophisticated lady showed up at the womans booth.she pointed towards me
and my fellow tablemates indicating that she was interested in buying us.The
next day,when I woke up,I found myself in a classroom. When I looked up I saw
the same lady holding me and explaining something to the class.That very moment
I understood that she was a school teacher.She was explaining the pupils in the
class that she had bought us from a flea market where all the things sold are
second handed itiems. She also shared with everyone that she bought all these
files from a flea market not because they were sold ata discounted price but
because buying used & old files means using recycled files…this way she
tried to play her part as a human being to help to stop global warming.Not only
that,we were also in good conditions so throwing away the files would have been
a shame and waste of money. Today,I live
in cozy drawer with my other drawer mates and go to work with my owner to
school. Haah,I sign with satisfaction everyday,with now my life being gay as it could be.Thanks
to the very understanding women/
THE END-Simran 1e1
full info abt my self
Hi,i m Simran. I am from class 1e1 also known as perseverance 1.Well,i am from Naval Base Primary School. I came across Chong Boon Sec while flipping through the PSLE booklet trying to find a school that was suitable for me.i really miss my primary school teachers more than my friends as teachers were the one who always supported me in all way but friends also played a part of entertaining me throughout my whole journey of 5 years.the teacher I I really fond of from my primary school is Ms Ferisha. she was my CCA( drama) teacher She is not only pretty but also kind and supportive. She was just like a mix version of a counsilor and a teacher. just like most secondary students,during teachers day,even I am going to visit my ex teacher.Someone has onces said "All's well that End's well"
MYSELF
soo..let me introduce myself....
Name:Simran
Pri School;Naval Base
Hobbies:Cooking,Manicuring
Favorite food:pizza & laksa
Favorite colour:purple & ; the new black
best friend: yu ting
favorite teacher:miss ferisha
fav cca:drama & multimedia club
Name:Simran
Pri School;Naval Base
Hobbies:Cooking,Manicuring
Favorite food:pizza & laksa
Favorite colour:purple & ; the new black
best friend: yu ting
favorite teacher:miss ferisha
fav cca:drama & multimedia club
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