Day3

My badge has a Latin motto
Hope for the future
The future is hope
Or something

At times black crows try to interrupt
When we sing the National Anthem

It is difficult to maintain
The whiteness of my shoes
Especially on Wednesdays

I must admit there is something quite special
About the bare thighs of hardworking scouts

The Malay chauffeurs
Who wait for my schoolmates
Sit on the car park kerb
Telling jokes to one another

Seven to the power of five is unreasonable

On Chinese New Year
Mrs Lee dressed up
In a sarong kebaya
And sang Bengawan Solo

The capital of Singapore is Singapore

My best friend did a heroic thing once
Shaded all A's
For his Chinese Language
Multiple-choice paper

In our annual yearbook
There is a photograph of me

Pushing a wheelchair and smiling
They caught me
At the exact moment

When my eyes were actually closed

With 31 lines in this poem, it came as not a surprise that this poem was rather disorganised one. Some lines are quatrains, couplets, triplets and even one-line stanzas. While it does obey the start of a stanza is a another idea rule, this poem has no rhythm when you recite it, and neither does it have a fixed emphasizing pattern, so my conclusion is that it is a free verse. There are no alliteration, however, there are a few imagery like "The whiteness of my shoes" "At times black crows try to interrupt" There are no simile, metaphor, onomatopoeia, personification, idiom. But there is something similar to symbolism in this verse. At times black crows try to interrupt When we sing the National Anthem It is difficult to maintain The whiteness of my shoes Especially on Wednesdays This stanzas may symbolize the "imperfections" of childhood life. Seven to the power of five is unreasonable AND Thecapital of Singapore is Singapore These lines captures the naive tone of the poem. I feel not exactly in the same way as him but I understand a tiny bit of his description of his primary school life. I felt that many things were not necessary and that friends and having fun was the most important... I used to be in 6 Patience Yes, that's a class name One of our weak point is silence Or that's what they claim Teachers here don't last a instance Us they did not tame They were always at absence And we all brought our game! Recess was the only period that everyone adore All my classmates freely chatted Indoor or outdoor Some took this time and rested Woke up feeling sore Especially when disturbed Middle of their snore CCA were annoying That is what I thought Math,robotics and biking This three here I sought I ended up in drawing Also known as art We even tried chiseling My statue was worth naught But there will be one thing I miss And that would be my friends No wonder then I felt amiss I have no girlfriends... Note: I really don't have one.

Ziying

Thought deeply about where can't you enter a mirror in K1.
My conclusion? Because the other guy in the mirror will block you with the same body parts that you try to enter the mirror with... And still now I still believe in it...
Spent my childhood dismantling stuff. I think would be spending the rest of my life wondering how to fix them back together...
"Invested" most of my pocket money on comics...

Favorite novels author used to be Roald Dahl.
Now is Roald Dahl and Eoin Colfer. (It is pronounced "Owen", by the way.)
Taken a liking to Murderous Maths. Author's name? Kjartan Poskitt.
Favorite authors all seem to have a unusual name...

The time I got a Nintendo DS, I polished it at least twice everyday for a week...
Almost cried the time I dropped it on the floor...

My lifetime ambitions?
Be a Scientist(or a Philosopher?)
To eat a 冰糖葫芦. (Those you see in the movies.)
Building a snowman. (With carrots and stuff.)
Swimming in a room filled with candies where I can eat candies just by opening my mouth. (...What!?...)
Filling a bag full with candies and carrying it to school. (So I can eat candies wherever I am)

Now studying in Hwa Chong Institution, and racing in this crazy Mario Game.