About CIP

i think anyone in 4 A will know this person call Bernedect. i am not so sure how her name spell, so ... i shall just use Bernedect. For the benefit of those not in 4A, i shall describe abit about her.
She is working in this family thrift store of the salvation army in potong pasir. we 4 A ppl have being doing CIP there every sat. may be you all can ask someone else in my class about her cause i just cant describe. in any case, we dont like her at all.she is very unreasonable and always give others the feeling that she is the big boss. whats the most irritating thing about her that i want to talk about, is how she treat CIP like a business.
CIP, in my mind, is programme that tries to give students the chance to help the community with a heart of compassion. whats happening nowadays is, however, that ppl feel as if they are FORCED to do CIP. They need the CIP hours so as to get the bonus mark in O level, and Bernect bring that message across perfectly. she set these very stupid rules. that they only give ppl hours if they do more then 3 hours. its really as if, we are there to earn money, not to do some volunteer work because we want to help the community. Isnt this what we want to develop. volunteer work is voluntary. they should be glad that we are there to help out. but now its like the other way round, that they are helping US! i really dont see how a charity foundation can work like that. chartiy should not be one that we work so as to gain profit from. that is NOT charity work... sorry.. no offence to salvation army directly... there are of course some other adult VOLUNTEERS working with us that are really there to help out. they come with a heart to contribute. hai.... i just dont understand why many ppl think that ppl working in adminitration in a charity foundation must earn a large sum of money. i know one that dont. they may not be as popular as salvation army, but they definitely work better then them because EVERYONE in there is volunteers. I think its really because of people like HER that makes younsters hate CIP work.

YP

about the ancient book

it was a few weeks back, when my family was talking about birthdays and things, my father suddenly jump up and fetch a really really old book from the shelf which i never know have that book. i only saw that book...i think once when i was in Taiwan. So we open that book... it is the "book of inheritence" or the family tree thingy. it went back to my grand mother's generation. or to be clearer, that book was bought 70 + years ago. and it includes the chang generation all the way up to the 17th generation. i am the 21th generation counting from.... chang something. the feeling is so cool you know, its like you suddenly know where you come from ? How you are here!it sjust like someone who forgot who they are suddenly knows how they come about. like....is it dare devil? nvm...
from that book, i reallise my birth day in the lunar calender is 14th sep, so if you all feel like it, can give me another present!!!haha

YP

About study...

One day...

When Mr Choy is teaching relative velocity, he asked for someone who is good in physics to explain one of the question. As Yong Jin is not around, i was sort of nominatted to explain.
now the problem is, i know why something is like that, but i dont know how to say it! i think many ppl in my class can feel that. i just cannot explain. its really not that i am selfish and i dont want to share, but just... dont know how to say. I actually sort of reallise why some ppl cannot understand me. when i try to bring across a point. i usually talk aboutall the events leading to the "point" but in the end, not stating the point. its like history, prove and pertinence without point. so hereby i advice everyone, if you dont understand what i am saying, and think that i am going round and round, beating round the bush, just listen...and then think about how you feel. what i feel is what you feel....usually....hai...and thats sometime the problem because everyone has different background , especially when i am a forerigner, it is no wonder on those that knows me well can understand me. hai....

YP

An introduction

Its really quite a long time since i last post. To those who still check my blog everyday, sorry!
I am going to flood quite a number of posts today. the ideas are accumulated from 2 weeks ago. so i am going to separate every idea into different posts. haha, i think i am treating this blog like a forum...
do comment please!

YP

the profound parental love...

today, my friends and I wen to watch this musical called "the profound parental love. its about the things that our parents have done for us, how we had not been respecting them and how we should have been grateful for all the things they have done.

this is actually my second time watching the show. twp years ago when i watch the show with my parents, i cried. at the part when they describe how we younsters have let our parents down, i really felt ashamed for not having treated my parents well enough. i thought of how i have been so defient and things liike that when they show their concern to me. i really cried, and i hug my mum and dad right after the show.

this time, although my parents did not watch with me, i still cried. this time, i see them performing on stage as the "parents". the show become like... replay of what i have done....and that make me felt even more ashamed. at some parts, when the story shows my parents been neglected by their "children" i .... was so....that i dont even dare to look at them. the sight of them is enough to bring tears...

really glad that my friends had been able to come for the show... i actually had the wish to sell 20 tickets... in the end... hai.... 4 tickets. really feel very shi bai. but i really hope they enjoy the show. i am really curious, about how they feel after the show. cause i am like"gan chu liang duo"...

oh ya...today on the bus, i witnessed a generous act that i want to share...
i was actually on the way to potong pasir for my CIP, so i saw this lady boarding the bus. her EZ link card seems to have expired and she was rather panic as she holds the ten dollar note that she has. an old man actullay offered to help, to help her change some coins if she had some small notes. but she dont have any. at another side of the bus, there are two, i guess, indonesian maids. they generously offered her the 90 cent coins that she need, and i thought thats pretty good. maids dont really learn alot everyday, but they often still have the compassionate heart to help the others. if they could do this, we who live under such luxuries should have done more!

ya...thats that for today....

YP