Thursday, January 28, 2010
EL BlogPost 4/5
Today was simply awful. Despite the fact that we won our third group match against Geylang Methodist, we were extremely disappointed with ourselves.Firstly, a key team-mate, Zhi Rui, was suspended due to his misconduct. This resulted in an extremely laconic game because he was usually the one that led the team's cheering. Next, our captain Ryan was barely able to perform at his normal standard, including serving a few out balls, which exacerbated our coach.
As we played solemnly, our principal Mr Low arrived. He witnessed our game play and understood the reason we played below expected standard. It was only till the final points before we woke up from an earlier lecture. We gave our shot at every ball that targeted us, moved swiftly and promptly and most importantly communicated and cooperated with one another.
After the match, we were taught a lesson by the principal. He told us that we had lost in terms of atmosphere and from an audience's point of view; we looked as if we were at a terrible drawback. He instilled the VS spirit in our hearts, a "Never say die" spirit till the end. He ultimately believed that we had the skills to reach the zenith but to truly be champions, we must exploit our feats with intimidating and aggressive cheers make our opponents shudder and falter on court.
I believe Zhi Rui must be feeling crestfallen and remorseful now. I hope he will change for the better and not neglect his studies. I myself also grasped that, winning a game is fruitless when you are intimidated by the opponent's undaunted cheering.
Posted by Sn1p3-RECON at 6:07 AM
Monday, January 25, 2010
Bear of YOG
I only had HOMEC lesson today and was taught how to handstitch a 3D bear with only a piece of green woven cloth. Well, at least the head.Firstly, we had to cut the fabric into respective pieces shown on an instruction sheet. Initially, it seemed really impossible.
(parts of the bear)
Next, we had to sew these insipid, mundane looking pieces together, implementing the embroidery stitches we were taught. Most of us were a green horn in this aspect, hence could barely manoeuvre the minute needle. I heaved a huge sigh of relief as I coped rather well. I had to admit, I was rather impatient with myself, since I had a game of volleyball just before.
Ms Hashimah was both incensed and frustrated with some of our tatty efforts. Despite her patience within the first two periods, a few of my friends were constantly experiencing teething troubles. I cannot help but sympathize with them,since everyone has their weaknesses.
The moment when Ms Hashimah announced blatantly that no one could leave unless the head was stuffed with fibre, everyone was seen at their seats, as if captivated with their work.
Everyone was on tenterhooks as all of us wanted to go home. Hence, we bucked up belligerently and meticulously but promptly stitched on... Finally, the bell rang. I was contented to have completed the bear's head. Despite seething with frayed ends, it was partially the school's fault as they ordered an unsuitable type of fabric.
We were all glad as we were dismissed "on time", all thanks to the tenacious coaxing from Ryan and incessant begging from us.
Posted by Sn1p3-RECON at 4:31 AM
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Life of Resilience
I was rather free today and decided to share about a person I recently learnt about. This man is Nick Vujicic. He was born limbless with only two toes, yet he still lived life like any otherHe was determined to live a much more meaningful life. Despite that he had no arms and legs, he was able to write with his toes, use a computer and even throw tennis balls. He knew his accomplishments could also help people who were like him. When one falls, he or she will always have to get up, with perseverance. He says, "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you will get." That is absolutely true, we may encounter seemingly impossible challenges, but we still have to strive on with resilience and determination. We must cross the threshold and not lose sight of our goals. By thinking positively in life, one will realise that obstacles are part and parcel of his or her life and can even spice up a mundane life.
After getting to understand his life of ups and downs, I finally realised how petty I was with my challenges at times. If he could overcome his disability, I could also stand up to my weaknesses and obstacles.
Posted by Sn1p3-RECON at 8:31 PM
HwPost.1
Today, my father asked me if I was interested to go to work with him. I thought that was something worth trying and hence agreed. My father is a construction site manager and his project this time was to build storage compartments that were to be rented. Despite that the building was dilapidated, I was rather thrilled to experience this construction process.My father tersely instructed the workers their duties and then told me to drill the screws into metal structures with a peculiar gun-like machine. I cheerily attempted but could barely make it after repeated times. The screw would either go haywire or wryly break loose and fall off.
My father gave me a sardonic grin and handed me a simpler task. He wanted to carry the metal structures to specific areas from the storeroom. That sounded really easy but to my surprise, they weighed like tonnes of objects on my hands. Not long after, I was already panting heavily. My father was utterly disappointed. He gave me a dressing down and reprimanded how frail I was.
I was forlorn and gloomily sat down in a corner. I had to wait for another two hours in this dusty surrounding infested with petulant mosquito before I could go home. Finally, I returned with a "war-hardened" skin filled with mosquito bites.
Thinking of it now, I wonder why I was curious in the first place. Why did I say yes? This is regretful and I shall never end up in this sort of mess ever again.
Posted by Sn1p3-RECON at 6:35 AM
Monday, January 11, 2010
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