Wednesday, April 13, 2011

How to make a simple banana split

Ever wondered how to eat a banana instead of the boring peeling and eating way, there is another wonderful and delicious way to enjoy a banana. Banana is sweet and produces a delicious smell when peeled and it makes a wonderful ingredient for making a dessert.
What you will need: 1-2 banana
                               ice-cream
                               pineapple syrup
                               hot fudge
                               strawberry syrup
                               any fruits (small)
Step 1: Peel 1 banana and cut it lengthwise. you can otherwise peel 2 bananas and cutting is not needed.
Step 2: Put the banana(s) at the bottom of a long ice cream bowl and scoop as many scoops of ice cream on top of the banana, recommended is 2 scoops.
Step 3: Pour syrup and the hot fudge over the ice cream.
Step 4. Place fruits such as cherries and strawberries on top of the ice cream.
Step 5: Enjoy

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

War-a personal response


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This picture is of the scene of Biafra, West Africa in 1969, during the World War 2. There are two African children in the picture and both of them and bone and skin. Both of them have skinny legs and arms, a big head and the child in the background has a really big stomach. This is the symptom of malnutrition and starvation. The boys must be really very poor to be unable to get enough food and clothes. The big stomach is possibly caused by eating some really unhealthy and unhygienic food. I cannot imagine how hungry they must be to resort to eating that kind of food and diseasing his stomach. I think they had not had a regular meal for a long time and this reduced their legs to what seemed like a bamboo stick. It is a really disheartening and sad sight. What worst than that is the fact that one of the boys is clutching onto a food can, which may either be his last meal or the container to keep the money he was begging for. According to their current state, I can understand how much they have suffered due to the war and they may not survive long unless medication and food is provided. War is terrible and the country must have drained its resources to fight the war, this picture clearly conveys the message of the effect of war and he sacrifices which must be made.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Letter of encouragement to Japan earthquake victim Mr Doi

website: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/15/world/asia/15scene.html?_r=1&%20r=1
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Dear: Mr. Doi,
                        I read your article about the misfortune of your wife and children on the link above. It is really unfortunate that the Earthquake struck , followed by other hard blows, such as the tsunami and nuclear explosion which crippled the country known to stand against the most number of the ruthless earthquake. It is really hard to imagine how powerful the earthquake is since it is able to destroy most of the buildings specially made to resist earthquakes. I sympathies for your wife and children and it is really unfortunate that they died, but you don't have to wallow in sadness. It can't be helped and there are others around you who suffered the same fate. I understand how hard it is to lose a loved one and how long it take for the wound to recover, but Japan is also in much chaos and also need healing. I have faith in Japan that it would recover and return to its beautiful old self and i hope that you can recover just as quickly.

Yours sincerely,
Guo Zili

Monday, February 28, 2011

final draft

I sat in my room, holding 3 cards which I decided to send to my three best friends of friendship day, thinking of them, it always dawned on me how important friends are. I am a Singaporean, who is currently in secondary school. I came from a neighbourhood primary school and made many friends there, and we are friends until now. This is the reason for our long lasting friendship. I still remember the days when I was not a good student as compared to others in subjects which required a lot of remembering, such as spelling and listening comprehension, that’s because I have amnesia, which is basically a illness which makes me forget things really easily, for instance, I forgot my bag at school, I forgot my laptop on bus, I even forgot about an English test and the results are not good. And thanks to that amnesia thing, I was considered the most “blur” student in class
All these happened before I met three of my best friends, Paranee and Shail, who are both Indian boy, and Wang Jia Xin. My three friends have many other friends who always topped the class, but they still preferred to help a D graded student like me to improve my results. They also topped the class often too. The teacher loved to scold Wang Jia Xin and the reason is his parents were too “kia su” which means scared of losing in Chinese dialect.  Whenever Wang Jia Xing’s academic results drops, his parents would make a lot of complaints to the school and that did not make the life of our teacher easy.
            My friends were always finding ways to help me improve my memory. They started to teach me how to remember difficult vocabulary. At first, we tried to do it the hard way, which is forcing me to remember the words and testing me every day, but that didn’t work, I always ended up forgetting the words. Next, they changed their strategy to splitting the words in two, for example, similar can be split into simi and lar. As for the single words, they had me to remember them by linking the pronunciation other words with similar pronunciation. These helped me a lot and I fared kind of well in my spelling. I used to get only 3 out of 20 but I got at least a 13 now in spellings. My friends helped me in many other ways, such as inviting me for lunch in their home whenever I forgot to bring my keys and is locked out of my house. Through the meals, I found out the different type of meals eaten by people of different races, Paranee is from south India and his family ate spicy vegetables or curry with some rice but he will eat meat sometimes, but Shail is from north India and is a full vegetarian. He usually eats chapatti and vegetables. My friends made my boring life in the school more bearable and they even protected me from bullies. Shail is physically capable and always fends off bullies who were trying to hurt me.
            These friends were really important. Without them, I don’t know if I can remember these difficult spelling words. I will not even know about the different culture of different races. I will also be bullied everyday if it’s not for them. I did not forget my friend until now, even though we are in different schools and we called each other often and visited each other as much as possible, because they are my true friends. Just then, the sound of doorbell woke me from my trance. I approached the door and opened it, greeted grinning faces of Paranee, Shail and Wang Jia Xing, and each of them held a card. Friendship can exist in any forms and with anyone of any skin colour, which is common in a multi racial country like Singapore.
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Thursday, February 24, 2011

Setting


It was the first time i visited Loch Ness. Cool inviting breeze swept across the area. I took out my camera and started snapping pictures of the area, but out of the corner of my eye, i noticed a long object rising out of the water. i aimed my camera at the object and snapped...

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Identity

This story is about me, a pure Singaporean, who is currently in secondary school. I came from a neighbourhood primary school and made many friends there, and we are friends until now. This is the reason for our long lasting friendship. I still remember the days when I was not a good student as compared to others in subjects which required a lot of remembering, such as spelling and listening comprehension, that’s because I have amnesia, which is basically a illness which makes me forget things really easily, for instance, I forgot my bag at school, I forgot my laptop on bus, I even forgot about an English test and the results are not good. And thanks to that amnesia thing, I was considered the most “blur” student in class
All these happened before I met three of my best friends, Paranee and Shail, who are both Indian boy, and Wang Jia Xin. We were known as the three most problematic kids in class, although we kind of topped the class often but that did not stop the teacher, who was the discipline master to send us for detention and scolding. The teacher also loves to scold Wang Jia Xin and the reason is his parents were too “kia su” which means scared of losing in Chinese dialect.  Whenever Wang Jia Xing’s academic results drops, his parents would make a lot of complaints to the school and that did not make the life of our teacher easy.
            My friends were always finding ways to help me improve my memory. They started to teach me how to remember difficult vocabulary. At first, we tried to do it the hard way, which is forcing me to remember the words and testing me every day, but that didn’t work, I always ended up forgetting the words. Next, they changed their strategy to splitting the words in two, for example, similar can be split into simi and lar. As for the single words, they had me to remember them by linking the pronunciation other words with similar pronunciation. These helped me a lot and I fared kind of well in my spelling. I used to get only 3 out of 20 but I got at least a 13 now in spellings. My friends helped me in many other ways, such as inviting me for lunch in their home whenever I forgot to bring my keys and is licked out of my house. Through the meals, I found out the different type of meals eaten by people of different races, Paranee is from south India and his family ate spicy vegetables with some roti prata but he will eat meat sometimes, but  Shail is from north India and is a full vegetarian. My friends made my boring life in the school more bearable and they even protected me from bullies. Shail is physically capable and always fends off bullies who were trying to hurt me.
            These friends were really important. Without them, I don’t know if I can remember these difficult spelling words. I will not even know about the different culture of different races. I will also be bullied everyday if it’s not for them. I did not forget my friend until now, even though we are in different schools and we called each other often and visited each other as much as possible, because they are my true friends.

566 words

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The importance of setting in the story

1) In “The Real Durwan” story is set in the stairwell. “The Adventure of the Speckled Band” is set in Watson’s house in the morning and “Pride and Prejudice” is set in the neighborhood of a town.


2) “The Real Durwan” is set in the present time. In “The Adventure of the Speckled Band” is set in 1883, early April in the morning and in “Pride and Prejudice” is set in the early 19th century England.


3)The setting of the first story tells us that the story was sad. The setting of the second story tells us that the story is going to hold us at suspense. The setting of the third story gives us a very amiable feeling and and gives us warm and loving effect.


4)The location of the setting of the To Kill A Mockingbird is in Maycomb County. In the story, Scout, also known as Jean Louise Finch, tells the story of how her brother Jem, who was older than him by 4 years, fractured his arm badly at the elbow when he was thirteen. Until today, she insists that the entire incident began with the Ewell family, the most evil and cunning family in Maycomb County, but Jem disagrees. He believes that the whole thing started way back when Dill came from Meridian, Mississippi, to spend his first summer in Maycomb with his aunt, Rachel Haverford, the Finch's neighbor. To take a broader view of things, Scout suggests that it all started when General Jackson chased the Creek Indians north and Simon Finch, their ancestor, moved up the river and built Finch's Landing. Because they couldn't decide who was right, they asked their father, Atticus, and he says that they were both right. Scout begins relating the stories of her childhood that build up to the night that Jem broke his arm.