tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62588583716929305332023-11-16T09:25:13.452-08:00ZhiXiBlog@CBSSAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-65080455362990358402015-04-01T08:49:00.000-07:002015-04-01T08:49:05.665-07:00Travel Journal to Malacca<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #404040; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> This year Secondary 2 growth camp, we went on a two day one night trip to Malacca. On the departure day, we have to wake up very early and reach school by 6.37 a.m. causing most of us to be tired and restless but we were also excited at the same time. The moment we went up the bus, everyone finds a comfortable seat and settled down. The bus ride went on for at least an hour and many of us fell asleep throughout the whole journey to the custom.</span></span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">After going through the custom, we got on a tour bus in Malaysia and waited patiently for our tour guide to arrive. Our tour guide, Aisha, was a very nice and kind lady. She kindly explained and brief us about our the actives carried out on that day. </span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Our first activity of the day was a school visit at Foon Yew High School in Johor Bahru.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">At Foon Yew High School, we were to split up from our friends and sit with our new buddies. I was nervous and anxious for a moment but after a while I calmed myself down by telling myself to be natural and just smile and I did. Although my buddy is quiet and shy, but she had a noisy buddy which was me who talks all the time. Whatever I had said was so much more than what she had said. Their school rules were very strict and all of the students there that I have seen, obeyed their school rules. Until now my buddy and I still kept in contact.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Then, it's the pineapple farm. I thought it would be boring there as i am not a fan of pineapples but I saw my friends jumping on the soil and I found it interesting. The tour guide told us that those soil all not the usual soil people uses.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We then proceeded to Coffee Plantation and not only we get to observe the Coffee Plant, we even got to taste their local coffee and provided doughnuts too! But once again I didn't really like coffee so i pass it on and just kept munching on my doughnuts.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Next stop is where we were shown how a simple coconut tree can be utilised. Finally we get to view the processing of "Gula Melaka".</span> </span></blockquote>
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Time passes by quickly and it's already night time and everyone was got hungry again. We went to a local peranakan restaurant and got to try their cuisines. Not only their foods were delicious, they performed beautiful and graceful traditional dances too!</span><br />
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Finally the time which everyone was looking forward to, the night River Cruise. We heard story and history about the river and bridges there. We enjoyed the ride alot but it still came to an end.</span><br />
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Then, it's time to check in! Everyone were too tired that we all wants to faster go to bed. After a short briefing, we all got our room card and went to bed.</span><br />
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One day past so quickly that I didn't even realise. It's time to wake up to wash up. After washing up we quickly packed our bags , took a group photo in our hotel room and headed to the lobby where the buffet was located.</span><br />
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After the buffet breakfast, we board the bus and made our way to jonker street.</span><br />
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There were many tourist shops and shops that would catch my eyes but unfortunately, we was not able to buy anything.</span><br />
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Last place that I love most and left the deepest image was the St Paul Hill / St Xavier Church as the story about St Xavier was so incredible. There was also a wishing cage there and everyone started tossing their coins in and made wishes.</span><br />
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After that, it was time for us to go back to Singapore and our learning journey ended there. I really think that two days just was not enough for us. I really wished to go back there again.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: normal;"> Singapore is a multi racial country. For example, in Singapore hawker centre they sell many types of food. Malay hawker sells halal food and serve with many versions of traditionally Tamil food. Chinese stalls also introduce Malay ingredients or cooking </span><span style="line-height: normal;">methods. This will make the cuisine of Singapore rich and cultures attraction. And did you know that ice cream was a Chinese food? It was found by an famous Italian explorer when he was roaming around china then the recipe was brought back to Europe and it then becomes the ice creams that we are eating now. All these foods are famous and popular now because they are delicious!</span></blockquote>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-87915638368984919042014-07-03T07:26:00.000-07:002014-07-03T07:27:57.071-07:00Book Review<br />
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To all the boys I've loved before, Jenny Han </blockquote>
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Being shock to found out all her letters that she wrote for all 5 of her crushes were sent out. In her letters, she writes about the things that she feels about them and say things that she would never say in real life, because her letters were only for her own eyes. But when the day, she knew her secret letters was being sent out to all 5 of her crushes, that's when Lara Jean's love life started being out of control.</blockquote>
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Yes, I do. This book is not boring and lifeless, the content in it does not comes out like what I have expected.<br />
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My favourite part of the story is whereby Lara Jean had to face all the crushes that she wrote letters to. If I was her, I don't think I would be able to bare this disaster. But she was able to settle them one by one herself and end up finding the one she really likes and get together with him. I think she really is a brave teenager. </blockquote>
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I will surely recommend this book to many teenagers who have difficulty in expressing their feelings for their crush.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-89199931136929569992014-04-20T07:55:00.000-07:002014-04-20T07:55:10.768-07:00Movie ReviewMovie Title: <span style="color: magenta;">Divergent</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">Ans: </span> The most exciting part is where both Tris and Four went into his mind and overcome his fears.<br />
In his mind Tris know what is disturbing him deep inside his heart.<br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Q. If you could rewrite one part of the movie, which part would it be and why? How would u like to rewrite it?</span></blockquote>
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Ans: </span>If I rewrite one of the part, it would be four telling Tris his real identity.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-70958435586576404692014-04-20T07:09:00.000-07:002014-04-20T07:09:04.275-07:00International Friendship Day<br />
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International Friendship Day is a day which bring different cultures and races together and celebrate the day. On International Friendship Day people will put on different races tradition costumes and we will eat different traditional culture's food. And by this way, we can get to know one another's taste and other countries culture better.</blockquote>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-43303161307158832262014-04-09T07:50:00.001-07:002014-04-20T02:37:45.179-07:00My struggles and how I overcome it. Draft 2Name:Tan Zhi Xi<br />
Class:1E1 <br />
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I remembered last year before my scariest exam which is also called PSLE, I love to go out with my friends to play basketball and was very lazy to even go back home to do my homeworks and I will play until very late at night till the sky turns dark with my friends. Every time when i reach home, all my family members will be sleeping in their rooms except for me. The moment i step into my room, I laid down on my bed and in no time I fell asleep.<br />
Time flies past fast,"Zhi Xi! Wake up!" my mother shouted."Let me sleep for 5 more minutes please." I replied with a tired voice. "No! It is already 7am you have to wake up now or u will be late for school!" "Alright,alright.. I am awake already." "Sigh.. It's morning again.." I said to myself.<br />
During class I would take a nap or daydream. And most of my teachers would scold me for not paying attention in class and there is one teacher whom I will never forget said that I will surely fail for my PSLE. But I have this very special and different teacher who actually did not give up on me and who kept on encouraging me and pushing me towards my goals. Everyday after school she will help me with my homeworks and things that troubled me. She is the most caring and awesome teacher i have ever met. Under her encouragements and help, I became less lazy and I seldom hang out with my basketball friends until the day I that I waited for 6 years came.<br />
I went to my table and took my exam but during the exam, my mind was blank and i didn't know what to do. But all of a sudden, my favourite teacher's voice came into my head and I recalled everything she had taught me before although i know i wasn't really very sure with all the answers but at least i know i had tried my best.. On the results day my tears trickled down my face as i was receiving my results from my teacher. I can't get into the school with my friends.And that really saddens me the whole day but it's alright as I am in Chong Boon now and I made lots of new and awesome friends here and I felt very happy because after 6 years in my primary school studying, PSLE is finally over!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-88570411072229051152014-03-23T07:27:00.001-07:002014-03-23T07:27:51.076-07:00Reflection-Minimum 200 words(241)<br />
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I think the English lessons are fine and great as Miss Foo and Mdm Tan made the lessons really interesting and I learn lots of new words and vocabulary during the lessons. And we get to see puns showed by Miss Foo so we could relax our minds for awhile and she will even slowly explain to us if we do not understand the pun. And i get to know more about what is going on around the world and even changes with the things or climate around me by reading the articles and worksheets given to us almost every week. I am weak in my Vocabulary, Editing and sometimes I don't really understand the questions from the comprehension. But after all the English lessons, I think I have improved from the previous results I got in primary school. But I think I can improved further by working harder.</blockquote>
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I think the teachers can help me by giving us more articles or short stories with more vocabulary words for us to read and discuss with. And I think we should have more support programs after school to strengthen our learning more. And we could tell the teachers the topics we are weak in and we could be group together by the topics we need to improve on. And the teachers can focus more on our weak points and of course we will still have to revise other topics too. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-91193793717009629762014-02-11T06:12:00.000-08:002014-02-11T06:12:34.675-08:00Letter to my Siblings<span style="background-color: #f7f7f7; color: #3e454c; line-height: 14.079999923706055px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Blk 143</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #f7f7f7; color: #3e454c; line-height: 14.079999923706055px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Serangoon North
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Singapore 550142</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">8 Feb 2013</span>
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<span style="color: #3e454c; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: #f7f7f7; line-height: 14.079999923706055px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Dear Issac,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #3e454c;"><span style="background-color: #f7f7f7;"><span style="line-height: 14.079999923706055px; white-space: pre-wrap;">How are you in korea now? I heard that is still snowing and it is really cold now. Make sure u wear more layers of shirt to keep yourself warm and cozy and try not to catch a flu. Mum and I are fine in Singapore too so don't be too worried about us.But recently on 8 December 2013, a riot have occurred in Singapore. The riot started by a private bus that ran over a Indian National at a junction of race course road and Tekka Lane. The riot lasted for quite a few hours. First police fast response car arrives a minute later the first fire engine arrived a crowd about 100 have congregated.Police reinforcements starts arriving too and the crowd swells up to 400. The body of workers extricated from under the bus.Mob starts pelting emergency officers with concrete blocks and beer bottles. The SOC officers form up and begin to disperse crowds.The police took control of the scene and high visibility patrols deployed to prevent rioters from regrouping,28 suspects was arrested. Our Prime Minister, Mr Lee Hsien Loong orders Committee of inquiry case of unrest. I hope u would reply soon about what is happening in Singapore!</span></span></span></span><br />
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Love,<br />
Your sister,Zhi Xi.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-78885929493397148032014-02-05T07:25:00.000-08:002014-02-05T07:25:34.151-08:00MY STRUGGLES AND HOW I OVERCOME ITName:Tan Zhi Xi<br />
Class:1E1<br />
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I remembered last year before my most scariest exam to me which is also called PSLE,I love to go out with my friends to play basketball and was very lazy to even go back to do my homeworks and I will play until very late with my friends until the sky turns dark. Every time when i reach home, all my family members will be sleeping in their rooms except for me. The moment i step into my room, I just laid down on my bed and in no time I fell asleep.<br />
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Time flies past fast,"Zhi Xi! Wake up!" my mother shouted."Let me sleep for 5 more minutes please." I replied with a tired voice. "No! It is already 7am you have to wake up now or u will be late for school!" "Alright,alright.. I am awake already." "Sigh.. It's morning again.." I said to myself.<br />
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During class i would take a nap or daydream. And all my teachers will be scolding me for not paying attention in class and they said that i will surely fail for my PSLE. But I have this very special and different teacher who actually did not give up on me and even kept on encouraging me and pushing me. Everyday after school she will help me with my homeworks and things that troubled me. She is the most caring and awesome teacher i have ever met. Under her encouragements and help, I became less lazy and I don't really hang out with my basketball friends anymore until he day i that i was very fearful of came.<br />
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I went to my table and took my exam but during the exam, my mind was blank and i didn't know what to do.But all of a sudden, my favourite teacher's voice came into my head and i recalled everything she had taught me before although i know i wasn't really very sure with all the answers but at least i know i had tried my best.. On the results day my tears trickled down my face as i was receiving my results from my teacher. I can't get into the school with my friends.And that really saddens me the whole day but it's alright as I am in Chong Boon now and I made alot of new and awesome friends here and I felt very happy because after 6 years in my primary school studying, PSLE is finally over! ^^Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-34145066918339033942014-01-23T02:51:00.001-08:002014-02-10T19:52:31.957-08:00The Story Of a DressName: Tan Zhi Xi<br />
Class: 1E1<br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">That very moment when i open my eyes, I see many people walking around in my home. Most of them took a glance of me and tilt their heads to my friends and some of them didn't even notice me here and just walked away. I was really curious why people are not attracted to me but my friends?? But i am the cheapest and the nicest dress among all my other friends. But why none of them are attracted by me??</span><br />
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Days went pass and one day,a girl whose face was covered with pimples and two big tooth in the front walk towards me and glance at me and called her mother over."Mummy!Mummy! I want this dress!!Buy it for me please!!" the girl begged her mother."But Susan,this dress looks so old and big it doesn't suit you. Let's go find some other better looking dresses." The girl sat on the floor and burst into tears shouting,"Buy this dress for me! Buy it!" The bystanders were all gossiping about them so the mother had no choice but to buy me."Alright,i will buy it. So stop crying." the mother pleaded.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"> After a few minutes my new owner finally calm down and stopped crying.Susan brought me the cashier happily while jumping up and down.</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">When i reach my new home,i was very </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15px; line-height: 38px;">unfamiliar with the surroundings but Susan took me out of the paper bag and wore me. She look at the mirror but i was too big for her. Just then her mother walked in and took Susan out of me and kept me in a dark and cold place and i never ever saw her again.Until one day,I saw a beautiful young lady.She took me out of the dark place and put me into a box with lots and lots of other clothes around me.I was astonish to know that that young lady was actually that girl that who wanted me so badly last time! She have already grown up to be a beautiful young lady.But why is she putting me into the box?? "Susan!Are you done packing?" the mother asked "Almost!" Susan replied. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15px; line-height: 38px;"> Susan brought me down and gave me to an old lady without any hesitations </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">at the moment,I felt betrayed.The old lady brought me back to her house and took me out and said,"It is such a waste to throw something which is still new." After saying that,she took out her sewing kit and started sewing me.In the blink of eye i became a bag! This is so amazing and i felt like i have just started a brand new life! After that amazing day i am like a friend to the old lady.And my life was just awesome!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"> -THE END-</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258858371692930533.post-19574704449822952572014-01-19T06:03:00.004-08:002014-01-19T06:03:47.049-08:00The Story of a Dress<div>
That very moment when i open my eyes, I see many people walking around in my home. Most of them took a glance of me and tilt their heads to my friends and some of them didn't even notice me here and just walked away. I was really curious why people are not attracted to me but my friends?? But i am the cheapest and the nicest dress among all my other friends. But why none of them are attracted by me??</div>
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Days went pass and one day,a girl whose face was covered with pimples and two big tooth in the front walk towards me and glance at me and called her mother over."Mummy!Mummy! I want this dress!!Buy it for me please!!" the girl begged her mother."But Susan,this dress looks so old and big it doesn't suit you. Let's go find some other better looking dresses." The girl sat on the floor and burst into tears shouting,"Buy this dress for me! Buy it!" The bystanders were all gossiping about them so the mother had no choice but to buy me."Alright,i will buy it. So stop crying." the mother pleaded.</div>
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After a few minutes my new owner finally calm down and stopped crying.Susan brought me the cashier happily while jumping up and down. When i reach my new home,i was very <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 38.400001525878906px;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">unfamiliar with the surroundings but Susan took me out of the paper bag and wore me. She look at the mirror but i was too big for her. Just then her mother walked in and took Susan out of me and kept me in a dark and cold place and i never ever saw her again.Until one day,I saw a beautiful young lady.She took me out of the dark place and put me into a box with lots and lots of other clothes around me.I was astonish to know that that young lady was actually that girl that who wanted me so badly last time! She have already grown up to be a beautiful young lady.But why is she putting me into the box?? "Susan!Are you done packing?" the mother asked "Almost!" Susan replied. </span></span><br />
Susan brought me down and gave it to an old lady without any hesitations at the moment,I felt betrayed.The old lady brought me back to her house and took me out and said,"It is such a waste to throw something which is still new." After saying that,she took out her sewing kit and started sewing me.In the blink of eye i became a bag! This is so amazing and i felt like i have just started a brand new life! After that amazing day i am like a friend to the old lady.And my life was just awesome!<br />
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Hi! I am Zhi Xi from 1E1 .. :) I am going to share more about me now so here it goes...<br />
Okay as i was saying,i am from Perseverance 1(1E1) ♥♥.. I am a person who really loves to dance and sing crazily but does not have any talents and my dream is to be a dancer/choreographer. My favourite colours are Blue,Turquoise and White there is a reason why i like these colours are because blue and turquoise is like the colour of the sky and white is the colour of the clouds which makes me feel so <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">free </span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">and </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">awesome</span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> !! :)) And my favourite food is food that are made by my loved ones no matter how it taste.. :) I don't really believe in "Best Friends" as i was betrayed a few times by my "Best Friends" but i have "Best Sisters" and they are Zhi Wen and Soon Yee ♥♥ P</span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">eople always thought that i look very brave and strong on the outside,b</span>ut actually inside i have a biggest fear that i would really like to overcome but i just could not and it is people staring at me that makes me lose focus.<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> Before I came to Chong Boon, i was from CHIJ Our Lady Of Good Counsel. And my Favourite teacher is Mrs Loh(Science and Maths teacher) as she never gives up on me no matter what..Saying this makes me miss my primary school and it also makes me feel like crying too.. :(( But now that i have left that school and came to Chong Boon I should strive harder and make the school proud of me!! ^^ ★★</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05424797255213382128noreply@blogger.com0