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Monday, 27 January 2014
20/1/14 assignment: one lesson learnt so far, what represents my Chinese New Year [By: Jeanette:)]
CID reflection Zhang Yue (21)
例如照片里的妇女抱着小孩,好像比流浪汉还需要那一块钱,但事实是,她是乞丐集团的俘虏,手上的小孩也只是拿来博取同情的道具,而那个流浪汉失去了所有的财产,很需要他人的帮助。这证实了有的时候,我们看到的事物不一定就是真相,如果我们只看外表,只相信眼睛所看到的东西,就很有可能错过了真相,做出错误的判断。不过虽然我知道了真相,但我还是不会改变我的决定,因为虽然现在我帮助两个人的理由和初衷不同,但我还是会把一块钱分给两个人,因为虽然那位妇女是乞丐集团的,但如果她乞讨不到钱,可能会被那个集团虐待,至少流浪汉还拥有着自由,而妇女的命运却掌握在其他人的手里。不同的人会有不同的看法,不分对或错,不过我发现我们应该至少要了解真相,才能做出最正确的决定以及判断。
我也发现自己在日常生活中忽略了很多东西,比如老师以小印度暴动的事件为例子。我们在新闻和报道中,只知道那些印度劳工很不满,并因为醉酒驾驶,撞死了一名印度劳工,而发生了暴乱,却并没有去想为什么他们会这么做,没有想要去了解他们的苦衷。看了那个短片后,我的感悟很深,也为这些外籍劳工感到心酸和委屈。很多人都对这些劳工抱有着偏见,以歧视的眼光看他们,但我们没有想过,如果没有他们做出的贡献,新加坡不会有繁荣的今天,我们也无法住在繁华的高楼大厦里。当我看到他们的工作环境以及居住环境时,我觉得这十分的讽刺,当他们在为别人建造奢华的公寓、洋房时,他们住在肮脏、不卫生、拥挤的“小屋”里,没有干净的水喝,到处都是蟑螂、老鼠、昆虫,连一个干净的厨房或厕所都没有,而我们却还在埋怨他们在公共交通上充满了汗味、举止不雅等等,我们把他们的贡献和辛劳看成了理所当然的东西,不肯包容他们、体谅他们、接受他们。有的时候,我会在组屋楼下看到印度劳工睡在水泥地上,我有的时候会觉得这么做很不干净,但看了短片后,我发现即使是睡在组屋楼下的地板上,都比睡在他们的“宿舍”里来的舒服。
小印度的暴乱不仅仅是醉后驾驶所造成的,这反映的是那些劳工长期以来收到的不公平待遇,以及他们一直以来的不满、愤怒和委屈,而车祸只不过是一个导火线。很多人都不会去深入地想这些事情,常常会忽略了事情的根底,但当我了解了这背后的故事后,我明白了我们应该多关心周围的事物,例如下次我会试着包容那些外籍劳工,并以平等的态度对待他们。我希望类似的暴动不会再发生,也希望跟多人能了解到这个暴动背后的原因,并改善这些问题。
总而言之,我从这几堂课里学到如何更客观并深入的观察事物,也学到了我们不应该带着有色眼镜看待别人,不要只是看事情的表面,被外表而蒙惑了。
Reflection ~Lixian~
What I learnt
Monday, 20 January 2014
Poverty in Singapore
In Singapore, we seldom see beggars lining the streets or see starving children walking the pavements, scrounging for food. The poor and needy in our society struggle with “relative poverty” —simply defined as that their financial resources fall substantially below what is needed to pay for the necessities of living in Singapore with Singapore's high standard of living.
There is 25%of Singaporeans living under the poverty line.We also see "sleepers"on the streets as well as elderlies collecting cardboard under the hot sun. Their health may be severely affected and they may not have money to see the doctor.
Due to various factors like health issues and family circumstances, they struggle to survive on a day-to-day basis. Moreover, they are caught in a vicious poverty cycle, with little or no means to make a better life for themselves. Their children are often not able to do better than their parents due to lack of access to knowledge and educational support. For example, the child would quit school to work and supplement the family’s income, simply trying to put food on the table and to reduce the burden of their parents.
While the factors impacting the poor’s plight are complex and often involve systemic issues like housing and employment, and it may take many generations to overcome, some concrete things can be done. One way is to focus on our younger generation. Programmes like money-management workshops allow children to grasp the concept of money and how to use it wisely. Upgrading of work skills also allow adults to gain a more competitive edge in the job market, while better coping with economic challenges.
It is critical that the young remain in the education system, and that they receive the best support they can to gain the knowledge and skills for a better future.
Sunday, 12 January 2014
My busy wrecking but eventful holidays (Jeremy)
Just by the title u could already infer that me jeremy Koh Zi yang of 2G register number 23 did have quite a hectic but fun holiday why? Just read on.
And here is us distressing after a practice.(the routine will be shown next time AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)
Here is the photo of the irritating cat that steals my food
My facil grp mates
LAST but not least I spend a lot of my time in holidays getting fit doing homework and spend time with my family and friends which is definitely important because if a person only knows how to study and do not care about his loved ones right?Also I started watching pewdiepie's videos which always kept me happy throughout the holidays. Ahahahahahahaha.
so that is my December holiday 2013 quite a busy one and fun one MAOOOOOOOOO
Jeremy 23 2g
My Holidays (Sheryl 13)
Saturday, 11 January 2014
My Holiday ~Lixian~
I did not travel to any country as a tourist but I did go back to Malaysia to visit my grandfather and my cousin. I stayed in Malaysia for 1 week and to be honest, I was really unwilling to come back to Singapore. to be honest, there are a lot of memories stored in Malaysia and hence, this time round, I went back to retrieve them. I played with my cousins everyday and we also spent time to catch up with one another. It felt really good to be able to see my cousin after such a long time since we last seen each other. I also spent some time chit-chatting with my grandfather and actually learnt more about my hometown. There are not much to talk about my stay in Malaysia so that's about it.
The rest of my holiday was spent usually at home. During this holiday, I managed to help my mother out with the housework and I actually learned how to cook. The first time I tried to cook was kind of disastrous. My brother was unwilling to help me out and hence, I have to cope on my own. I remember putting oil into the pan when there are still water droplets on it. The result was simple, the oil popped continuously and I get a little burn, but it was nothing serious. However disastrous it may sound, the vegetable came out fine-looking and edible. So I was actually quite pleased with my achievement. After all, it was my first cooking session. from that day onward, I helped to cook up a few dishes and also learned to cook some soup.
So far, my holiday sounds extremely boring, but I do go out and I went out with my family members to the Jurong Bird Park. I have never been to Jurong Bird Park even though I have stayed in Singapore for 4 years. Hence, it was quite an interesting trip. It was at there that I first saw penguins. Those chubby penguins are extremely cute and I fell in love with them straight away. The way the penguins sleep was very interesting. If you look at their sleeping forms from a certain angle, it may seem as though the penguins were without head. The way the penguins swim was just adorable. Afterwards, we had a tour around the bird park but unfortunately, the weather was not helping much. It was drizzling slighly throughout the entire afternoon so it was kind of disappointing. But nonethelss, we had fun and enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. We attended two shows and I was simply amazed by how intelligent and well-trained these birds are. To summarize it all, I enjoyed myself and the stations I like the most is the penguin and the owl stations. The owls are just too good at camouflaging and blending into their surroundings.
I guess that's all about my holiday. It is, like i said, boring, but meaningful. I have picked up quite a number of skills during the holidays.
My Hong Kong Trip! (By: Jeanette)
What I did during my holidays (by Zhang Yue)
Well,I could not totally understand those people in movies and books whom can turn kitchens into a war place and make chopping vegetables like World War Two broke out. I had always thought that cooking is never difficult—as long as you followed the right steps—but after giving myself some tries,I guess I might be partially wrong.
I think I was right about the part that it's not that difficult...but I guess it wasn't as easy as I had thought either. I realized that cooking is not just about holding a recipe,turning on the fire,following the steps then—KA-BOOM!—a delicious and mouth-watering dish is right in front of you.
It's not like a math question,you read the question,follow the formulas and solve out each step then you get the correct answer, you need to have certain skills,knowledge and experience to do this because you might never know for definite that the recipe is correct.Also,each step you do might not be exactly the same as how it turned out in the recipe and when this happens you have to use your knowledge skills and experience to handle the situation. The recipe? Good luck that you won't burn the kitchen together with it.
The first time I tried cooking wasn't really during the holidays,I couldn't remember when it was,maybe primary four or five,but I remembered that I was trying to fry an egg since tomato egg is one of my favorite dishes.The end-product was not bad according to my mother. To me, that moment when I saw the golden fried egg nicely placed in a porcelain plate,alright maybe the edges were kind of burnt, but it doesn't change the fact that I was overwhelmed by self-satisfaction and excitement. Successfully frying my own egg in the first place,was already a great achievement and I agree to my mothers opinion that however the food one cooked tasted like,the person would never feel that it is a bad dish,because the most meaningful part was the process and the effort behind it.
During the holidays,I tried cooking some simple dishes with my mother's guidance at my side,although mostly I was the one helping with the cleaning and cutting of vegetables,but the little practices I had with cooking added on to my experiences. I'm still not completely sure about when to add water,when to throw in the vegetables and meat, when to off the fire but I'm gradually getting the hold of it. Those practices made me realize that cooking is not equivalent to following a recipe because there are many other circumstances that requires you to react on your own. Although cooking might not be the most interesting or fun things I've ever done but it definitely was a meaningful experience, and indeed useful too.
There was once when my mother did not cook for my dad when he reached home after work and my dad was angry. Somehow, maybe out of rage, he told me to cook for him and I was really shocked. I was planning to throwing in some noodles and cross my fingers that the dish won't turn out like a disaster, but my dad ordered me to cook rice and warm some dishes for him. Well,of cause I couldn't tell him that I have not tried cooking without my mothers guidance at the side, I don't think he would accept this reason anyway, so I had to summon up almost all my courage and reluctantly follow Nike's motto—just do it.
One word to describe the warrior's behavior and the 'battlefield situation' is: flustered. I turned one of the leftover stew into a soup when I tried to warm it up and the rice turned out uncooked, I had to cook it again and as for the stew,all I could do was to pour away as much 'soup' as I could to make it look more like a stew...
My father likes that kind of glutinous porridge but I cooked a rather watery one,I tried to left out the water while filling his bowl. The vegetable was a little uncooked too and overall,it was rather horrible....The worst thing is that I wouldn't exactly describe my fathers mood as good or happy or normal,he was angry at the moment.
So,I had to leave the battlefield for His Highness's dining table (which seemed worse), I placed the dish in front of him and scurried away to do household chores,hoping that my faked diligence would help appease him and lighten my sentence. Scrubbing the sink really hard as I peaked at him eating, I was thanking the god when he did not bang the table or smash the plate. What really surprised me was that after he finished eating ,he actually went to see if there was anymore porridge and I was really dumbfounded because that wasn't any of the behaviors I expected.
The dinner past without any scolding or complaints, I went to the table and tasted a spoonful of the 'stew',the taste was... .....I almost thought that I threw in the whole bottle of salt when I cooked it. I picked a tiny weeny stem of the vegetables and I had to chew many times before I could swallow down because it was not totally cooked as I mentioned earlier.
When I realized how much more horrible this dinner might have tasted compared to what my mother usually cooks and that my father did not scold me or uttered a single word of complaint, when he would usually pick about how salty my mothers dish was,how the porridge was too watery etc.I was feeling lots of emotion that I couldn't explain and I was definitely touched.I had never imagined that those scenes in the dramas when the girl cooks some inedible and unidentified stuff, and another guy eats it all up without a second word would happen to me, although it wasn't so exaggerated in my case and that guy was my father, but this experience would definitely remind me if I ever doubt about his love and care for me.
These experiences made me realize how difficult it was for my mother to cook dishes according to everyone's appetite and that it is really not as easy to cook as I had thought earlier. I realized how ungrateful I was to complain or pick about the dishes my mother cooked ,I took granted of what she did for us daily and I should have learnt how uneasy it was to cook, not just for one week or one month, but cook for the family for years,maybe even half an eternity or so.
Also, I was not as close to my father and most of the times my feelings towards him was more to the scared side, but I guess maybe men are different from women in the way they express their care and concerns. I think its just that I have to try to observe and feel the love behind each intention and action he does
This was what I learnt and did during the holidays, though I did not go out to see the wide world but I saw more pictures to the little world of our family and home.


























