Topic: A black-out
I was doing my homework one night when the lights suddenly went out. The flats in the opposite block were also in complete darkness. I knew at once that there was a black-out in my area.
While my parents groped about the flat, looking for candles, I found my way to the window. It was pitch black outside as it was a moonless night. Flickers of candlelight were just beginning to appear in the other flats.
In the road below, I could see the headlights of vehicles piercing the darkness. A traffic jam was already setting in as the traffic lights had stopped working. The drivers were hooting impatiently at each other.
After lighting the candles in our flat, my father took his torch and went out to check the lifts. I followed him. As we had expected, all the lifts had stopped working. Unfortunately, some people were trapped in one of them. A group of firemen were quickly called to rescue these people. After helping the firemen, my father and I returned to the flat.
We carefully locked the doors and windows and then went to bed. The next morning, I quickly tested the light. I was relieved to find it working. Like many others, I find black-outs most inconvenient and frightening.
Tuesday 27 April 2010
One of tourist attractions of your country
Topic: Describe one of the tourist attractions of your country
Sentosa is one of the many tourist attractions of Singapore. This beautiful isle is situated about half a kilometer south of Singapore and is accessible by cable car or ferry.
The Coralarium on Sentosa is a must for all visitors. It consists of a high coral pylon under which are massive sea-water tanks. These contain live corals, spongers, fish and other forms of local marine life. A magnificent collection of sea-shells is also on exhibition here. The visitor can learn about the remarkable life-history of the shell-fish and their use in mythology, art, religion and medicine.
The visitor will find the man-made swimming lagoon on the isle an excellent spot for relaxation. It is safe for swimming, and the beaches fringing the lagoon are ideal for picnicking. For those interested in camping, there is a special camping site close to the lagoon. Camping equipment is also available for rental here.
For Siloso, another highlight of Sentosa, is of historical interest. This fortress was built in the 1880’s as part of Singapore’s coastal defenses. The visitor is allowed to walk through its underground tunnels and chambers and climb up its watch-towers and gun emplacements.
These are but few of the interesting features of Sentosa. The visitors to this isle will enjoy themselves immensely because it is both educational and recreational.
Sentosa is one of the many tourist attractions of Singapore. This beautiful isle is situated about half a kilometer south of Singapore and is accessible by cable car or ferry.
The Coralarium on Sentosa is a must for all visitors. It consists of a high coral pylon under which are massive sea-water tanks. These contain live corals, spongers, fish and other forms of local marine life. A magnificent collection of sea-shells is also on exhibition here. The visitor can learn about the remarkable life-history of the shell-fish and their use in mythology, art, religion and medicine.
The visitor will find the man-made swimming lagoon on the isle an excellent spot for relaxation. It is safe for swimming, and the beaches fringing the lagoon are ideal for picnicking. For those interested in camping, there is a special camping site close to the lagoon. Camping equipment is also available for rental here.
For Siloso, another highlight of Sentosa, is of historical interest. This fortress was built in the 1880’s as part of Singapore’s coastal defenses. The visitor is allowed to walk through its underground tunnels and chambers and climb up its watch-towers and gun emplacements.
These are but few of the interesting features of Sentosa. The visitors to this isle will enjoy themselves immensely because it is both educational and recreational.
How to save water
Topic: Talk about the various steps you take to save water in your country.
Not long ago, we suffered a long dry spell in Singapore. The water level in the reservoirs fell rapidly because the people did not cut down their consumption of water. As a result, there was strict water rationing.
To avoid such a situation from happening again, we must learn to use water sparingly even when there is enough of it.
The newspapers, radio and television constantly teach us how to save water. We are repeatedly asked not to use clean water to wash our homes and cars or to water our gardens. Clean water is needed for more important purposes.
Many people waste water by forgetting to turn off the taps or by letting them drip. Taps must always be shut tight after use. Taking a shower wastes quite a bit of water, too. We save water if we use a dipper instead.
Yet another way of saving water is to turn on the taps only a little when washing at the sink.
It is the duty of every Singaporean to save water in every possible way and at all times. By doing so, we will not suffer so badly in the event of a water crisis.
Not long ago, we suffered a long dry spell in Singapore. The water level in the reservoirs fell rapidly because the people did not cut down their consumption of water. As a result, there was strict water rationing.
To avoid such a situation from happening again, we must learn to use water sparingly even when there is enough of it.
The newspapers, radio and television constantly teach us how to save water. We are repeatedly asked not to use clean water to wash our homes and cars or to water our gardens. Clean water is needed for more important purposes.
Many people waste water by forgetting to turn off the taps or by letting them drip. Taps must always be shut tight after use. Taking a shower wastes quite a bit of water, too. We save water if we use a dipper instead.
Yet another way of saving water is to turn on the taps only a little when washing at the sink.
It is the duty of every Singaporean to save water in every possible way and at all times. By doing so, we will not suffer so badly in the event of a water crisis.
A frightful experience
Topic: Write a short story on the topic “A frightful experience”
It was almost twelve at night. I was returning home from a late film show. There were no buses, so I had to walk all the way home.
As I was feeling rather tired, I decided to take a short cut through back alley. As I approached the back alley, I noticed that it was dark and still. Nobody seemed to be around.
I hesitated for a moment, wondering whether I should take it. I thought of taking the longer but well-lit route, but my tired legs said no. Taking a deep breath, I plunged into the alley. I walked very fast, glancing nervously all around me.
Just as I reached the darkest part of the alley, someone suddenly grabbed me from behind. A rough hand was clapped over my mouth and my arms were pinned to my sides. I struggled violently but I could not break loose.
“Don’t struggle or we’ll kill you!” a harsh voice growled into my ear. I kept still. A hand went through my pockets swiftly. My wallet was taken, ad my watch snatched off my wrist.
The next minute, I was pushed roughly to the ground. As I lay there, gasping for breath, I heard the footsteps of the robbers thudding away.
I was badly shaken with fright. My heart was beating wildly and my whole body was trembling. Slowly, I got up and dragged myself home. Even since that night, I vowed never to take that short cut again.
It was almost twelve at night. I was returning home from a late film show. There were no buses, so I had to walk all the way home.
As I was feeling rather tired, I decided to take a short cut through back alley. As I approached the back alley, I noticed that it was dark and still. Nobody seemed to be around.
I hesitated for a moment, wondering whether I should take it. I thought of taking the longer but well-lit route, but my tired legs said no. Taking a deep breath, I plunged into the alley. I walked very fast, glancing nervously all around me.
Just as I reached the darkest part of the alley, someone suddenly grabbed me from behind. A rough hand was clapped over my mouth and my arms were pinned to my sides. I struggled violently but I could not break loose.
“Don’t struggle or we’ll kill you!” a harsh voice growled into my ear. I kept still. A hand went through my pockets swiftly. My wallet was taken, ad my watch snatched off my wrist.
The next minute, I was pushed roughly to the ground. As I lay there, gasping for breath, I heard the footsteps of the robbers thudding away.
I was badly shaken with fright. My heart was beating wildly and my whole body was trembling. Slowly, I got up and dragged myself home. Even since that night, I vowed never to take that short cut again.
Unpleasant person I know
Topic: Write an essay about an unpleasant person you know. Say why you find him or her unpleasant.
There is a provision shop not far from my house. Its owner, Mr. Tan, is the most unpleasant person I have ever met.
What I find most unpleasant about Mr. Tan is his sullen nature. He glares at everyone and hardly ever smiles. He shouts when he talks and is so rude that people just avoid him.
I dare not go to Mr. Tan’s shop because of his bad behavior. Whenever I do, I find him in a foul temper. He gives me a mean look and snaps at me. He is never polite to me, unlike the other shopkeepers I know.
Mr. Tan is rather impatient, too. He walks away while I am still telling him what I want. He mutters angrily as he packs my purchases. When I pay him, he snatches the money and strides off without a word of thanks. That is all his manners I know.
Although I can buy almost everything in Mr. Tan’s shop, I hardly ever go there. I find Mr. Tan just too unpleasant for my liking.
There is a provision shop not far from my house. Its owner, Mr. Tan, is the most unpleasant person I have ever met.
What I find most unpleasant about Mr. Tan is his sullen nature. He glares at everyone and hardly ever smiles. He shouts when he talks and is so rude that people just avoid him.
I dare not go to Mr. Tan’s shop because of his bad behavior. Whenever I do, I find him in a foul temper. He gives me a mean look and snaps at me. He is never polite to me, unlike the other shopkeepers I know.
Mr. Tan is rather impatient, too. He walks away while I am still telling him what I want. He mutters angrily as he packs my purchases. When I pay him, he snatches the money and strides off without a word of thanks. That is all his manners I know.
Although I can buy almost everything in Mr. Tan’s shop, I hardly ever go there. I find Mr. Tan just too unpleasant for my liking.
Monday 26 April 2010
Describe your favorite haunt in your school.
Topic: Describe your favorite haunt in your school.
Outline:
1. Describe the place and the surrounding scenery.
2. Describe what your friends and you do in the place.
3. Describe how you feel whenever you are in the place.
My school is situated on top of a hill in the middle of the city. Therefore, it has a breathtaking view of skyscrapers, luxury hotels and the sea. In fact, there is a spot in a secluded part of the school which two of my closest friends and I discovered, from where we can get the best of this view.
This viewing gallery is on the roof of the school’s highest building. By creeping through the emergency exit and climbing a vertical ladder, we are greeted by an awesome sight. No one can see us up there and this has become our haven.
My buddies and I spend countless hours there talking about life and the universe. From this advantage point, the cars and people look like toys. There is much movement. Cars and endlessly flowing in the streets as people walk about swiftly. We often try to guess what these busy people are like, where they live and whether they are happy. We have seen the most beautiful sunsets from up there. The kaleidoscope of colors takes our breath away. The view is especially enchanting after a heavy downfall.
Sometimes when I am troubled, I searched for comfort here. After looking at the vastness of the sky, I realize that my problems are small in comparison. Why should a person get so upset by things which are merely minor inconveniences?
This little hide-out of ours is the best thing about my school. The cozy comradeship that we share up on the roof adds much to the attraction of the haunt.
Outline:
1. Describe the place and the surrounding scenery.
2. Describe what your friends and you do in the place.
3. Describe how you feel whenever you are in the place.
My school is situated on top of a hill in the middle of the city. Therefore, it has a breathtaking view of skyscrapers, luxury hotels and the sea. In fact, there is a spot in a secluded part of the school which two of my closest friends and I discovered, from where we can get the best of this view.
This viewing gallery is on the roof of the school’s highest building. By creeping through the emergency exit and climbing a vertical ladder, we are greeted by an awesome sight. No one can see us up there and this has become our haven.
My buddies and I spend countless hours there talking about life and the universe. From this advantage point, the cars and people look like toys. There is much movement. Cars and endlessly flowing in the streets as people walk about swiftly. We often try to guess what these busy people are like, where they live and whether they are happy. We have seen the most beautiful sunsets from up there. The kaleidoscope of colors takes our breath away. The view is especially enchanting after a heavy downfall.
Sometimes when I am troubled, I searched for comfort here. After looking at the vastness of the sky, I realize that my problems are small in comparison. Why should a person get so upset by things which are merely minor inconveniences?
This little hide-out of ours is the best thing about my school. The cozy comradeship that we share up on the roof adds much to the attraction of the haunt.
Describe an occasion when you were unfairly treated
Topic: Describe an occasion when you were unfairly treated
Outline:
1. Describe how you used to think that both boys and girls are always treated as equals.
2. Describe how you heard about the leadership training course and the criteria for selection.
3. Describe how you trained hard to be fit and how you felt confident of being selected.
4. Describe how you felt when you found out that the course was designed only for boys.
5. briefly conclude that you now realize the existence of sex discrimination.
As a young girl, I was given every opportunity to excel. If I was interested in a particular sport, the training was always available. My parents believed that girls are as good as boys any day. Therefore, though I had read about sex discrimination, I never thought it would be happen to me.
When I heard that the Youth Development Council was organizing a new leadership training course, I was very excited. The teacher-in-charge told us that the criteria for selection were pretty strict – a good extra-curricular record, excellent academic results and good physical fitness were required. As a consequence, I started training by jogging every day, doing hundreds of sit-ups and push ups and consuming a highly nutritional diet. With my fitness baked by excellent academic and extra-curricular records, I was certain that I would be selected. However, I was shocked to learn that the course was designed only for boys. I felt a deep sense of injustice.
I was so aghast at the unfairness of it all that I wrote a letter of complaint to the Youth Development Council. The reply came some months later, expressing their regret and informing me that they would organize a separate course for girls the following year. This hardly pacified me as I knew I would be too old to join the course then.
Since this incident, I have realized that there are times when girls are at a disadvantage.
Outline:
1. Describe how you used to think that both boys and girls are always treated as equals.
2. Describe how you heard about the leadership training course and the criteria for selection.
3. Describe how you trained hard to be fit and how you felt confident of being selected.
4. Describe how you felt when you found out that the course was designed only for boys.
5. briefly conclude that you now realize the existence of sex discrimination.
As a young girl, I was given every opportunity to excel. If I was interested in a particular sport, the training was always available. My parents believed that girls are as good as boys any day. Therefore, though I had read about sex discrimination, I never thought it would be happen to me.
When I heard that the Youth Development Council was organizing a new leadership training course, I was very excited. The teacher-in-charge told us that the criteria for selection were pretty strict – a good extra-curricular record, excellent academic results and good physical fitness were required. As a consequence, I started training by jogging every day, doing hundreds of sit-ups and push ups and consuming a highly nutritional diet. With my fitness baked by excellent academic and extra-curricular records, I was certain that I would be selected. However, I was shocked to learn that the course was designed only for boys. I felt a deep sense of injustice.
I was so aghast at the unfairness of it all that I wrote a letter of complaint to the Youth Development Council. The reply came some months later, expressing their regret and informing me that they would organize a separate course for girls the following year. This hardly pacified me as I knew I would be too old to join the course then.
Since this incident, I have realized that there are times when girls are at a disadvantage.
Describe the duties of a prefect
Topic: Describe the duties of a prefect
Outline:
1. Describe briefly how teachers choose students to be prefects.
2. Describe how the prefect has to maintain discipline and in doing so, lightens the load of the teachers.
3. Describe the importance of prefects in any school events.
4. Describe how prefects from the link between teachers and their fellow students.
5. Briefly conclude that it is a fulfilling experience to be a prefect.
Prefects are chosen by teachers because of their character and their leadership qualities. If a student is responsible, industrious, firm and is relatively good in his studies, he should make a good prefect. Though being a prefect is prestigious, the title comes with a lot of duties and responsibilities.
First, the prefect has to maintain discipline in whatever class he is assigned to. He has to be firm, but kind, so that the other students will learn to respect him and cooperate with him. He has to make sure that students are not late for school, and if they are, to report them. He should be fair and never be biased in favor of his special friends.
Without any prefects, the teachers would be over-worked as a result of having to maintain discipline in addition to their teaching duties. Prefects are also very important during any special school event. For instance, when there is a fun-fair, prefects have a lot of duties to perform. They have to welcome the visitors, make sure that little children do not get lost and be always ready assist to the teachers.
A prefect is an important link between the teachers and the students. There may be rules that the students do not think reasonable. Prefects will be briefed on the rules first, and being students themselves, they can voice their opinions to the teachers. Furthermore, students in general would rather approach their fellow students, who are prefects, than their teachers. All in all, the duties of prefects are many. Yet, it is a fulfilling experience to be a prefect.
Outline:
1. Describe briefly how teachers choose students to be prefects.
2. Describe how the prefect has to maintain discipline and in doing so, lightens the load of the teachers.
3. Describe the importance of prefects in any school events.
4. Describe how prefects from the link between teachers and their fellow students.
5. Briefly conclude that it is a fulfilling experience to be a prefect.
Prefects are chosen by teachers because of their character and their leadership qualities. If a student is responsible, industrious, firm and is relatively good in his studies, he should make a good prefect. Though being a prefect is prestigious, the title comes with a lot of duties and responsibilities.
First, the prefect has to maintain discipline in whatever class he is assigned to. He has to be firm, but kind, so that the other students will learn to respect him and cooperate with him. He has to make sure that students are not late for school, and if they are, to report them. He should be fair and never be biased in favor of his special friends.
Without any prefects, the teachers would be over-worked as a result of having to maintain discipline in addition to their teaching duties. Prefects are also very important during any special school event. For instance, when there is a fun-fair, prefects have a lot of duties to perform. They have to welcome the visitors, make sure that little children do not get lost and be always ready assist to the teachers.
A prefect is an important link between the teachers and the students. There may be rules that the students do not think reasonable. Prefects will be briefed on the rules first, and being students themselves, they can voice their opinions to the teachers. Furthermore, students in general would rather approach their fellow students, who are prefects, than their teachers. All in all, the duties of prefects are many. Yet, it is a fulfilling experience to be a prefect.
Sunday 25 April 2010
Describe what you do when your pocket money runs short
Topic: Describe what you do when your pocket money runs short
Outline:
1. Describe briefly what you spend money on.
2. Describe how you have to cut down on certain things when your pocket money runs short.
3. Describe ways of earning more money till you get next allowance.
At the beginning of each month, our parents hand out our allowances, together with lengthy lectures on how to use our money carefully.
Despite all my parents’ words of caution, I have not been able to budget for the whole month. My pockets would burn as soon as money is placed in them and I felt compelled to rush off to buy the latest music records, fanciful stationery and that one suit of clothes that would make my wardrobe complete. By middle of the month, I would realize, to my dismay, that I had used up most of my allowance. For the next two weeks, I would be forced to practice what my parents said they used to do in their school days – walk to school and go without tidbits.
Sometimes, when I am very desperate for a few extra dollars, I would do odd jobs in the neighborhood. I have weeded the garden for the Tans, done some shopping for old widowed Mrs. Lan, spring-cleaned the Tam’s little house and washed my father’s car. I have also sold my novels and magazines to the second-hand bookshop down the road. The shopkeeper, knowing my predicament, is always amused whenever I come by with a large plastic bag of old novels and magazines. However, I know that this source of income cannot last. I would even attempt to sell old games sets and toys to my friends who are willing to buy them.
I know I should learn to be thriftier. However, as soon as I have any money in my hands, it will be gone before I even realize it. Perhaps I am what psychologists call a compulsive spender.
Outline:
1. Describe briefly what you spend money on.
2. Describe how you have to cut down on certain things when your pocket money runs short.
3. Describe ways of earning more money till you get next allowance.
At the beginning of each month, our parents hand out our allowances, together with lengthy lectures on how to use our money carefully.
Despite all my parents’ words of caution, I have not been able to budget for the whole month. My pockets would burn as soon as money is placed in them and I felt compelled to rush off to buy the latest music records, fanciful stationery and that one suit of clothes that would make my wardrobe complete. By middle of the month, I would realize, to my dismay, that I had used up most of my allowance. For the next two weeks, I would be forced to practice what my parents said they used to do in their school days – walk to school and go without tidbits.
Sometimes, when I am very desperate for a few extra dollars, I would do odd jobs in the neighborhood. I have weeded the garden for the Tans, done some shopping for old widowed Mrs. Lan, spring-cleaned the Tam’s little house and washed my father’s car. I have also sold my novels and magazines to the second-hand bookshop down the road. The shopkeeper, knowing my predicament, is always amused whenever I come by with a large plastic bag of old novels and magazines. However, I know that this source of income cannot last. I would even attempt to sell old games sets and toys to my friends who are willing to buy them.
I know I should learn to be thriftier. However, as soon as I have any money in my hands, it will be gone before I even realize it. Perhaps I am what psychologists call a compulsive spender.
Describe a big mistake you made.
Topic: Describe a big mistake you made.
Outline:
1. Describe how you spent all your time on extra-curricular activities.
2. Describe how important popularity in school was to you.
3. Describe how you neglected your studies and hence failed your examination.
4. Describe how you managed to adjust and manage your time properly.
My school used to be my home, I hardly had time for my own family. Every moment was spent in the extra-curricular activities which made me the most popular girl in school.
The importance I placed upon being the most popular girl was absurd though I did not think so at that time. I felt proud when my juniors remembered my name and when they, with respect and admiration in their eyes and voices, asked for my advice. Even my seniors envied me. It was crucial to my popularity that I continued to win all the athletic medals, be the conductor of the school choir and be the best tennis player in the under-15 category. My name was associated with all these achievements. With all these distractions which took up most of my time, I did not heed the warnings of my teachers. They annoyed me when they pestered me about my grades.
As weeks passed and the examinations approached, every one spent their time in the library, mugging. I, instead, spent my hours in the swimming pool. I sat for the papers, confident that I could at least scrape through.
When my parents were unexpectedly asked to see the principal, I could not imagine what the reason could be. My cheeks burned when I learnt that I had to repeat the whole academic year as I had failed my examinations badly.
Word spread around the school like wildfire. My name was now associated with failure. Being so busy with my numerous activities, I never had any time to make good friends. As a result, I had no sympathetic friend or confidante to fall back on. The loneliness I felt was unbearable.
I learned my lesson the hard way. At the expense of my studies, I had enjoyed short-lived popularity. I was a disgrace to my family and myself. Nevertheless, I picked up the pieces with determination. Now, I have excelled again, but this time, in the academic field. I am still the conductor of the choir, but have steered clear of everything else. Never shall I repeat the mistake I made.
Outline:
1. Describe how you spent all your time on extra-curricular activities.
2. Describe how important popularity in school was to you.
3. Describe how you neglected your studies and hence failed your examination.
4. Describe how you managed to adjust and manage your time properly.
My school used to be my home, I hardly had time for my own family. Every moment was spent in the extra-curricular activities which made me the most popular girl in school.
The importance I placed upon being the most popular girl was absurd though I did not think so at that time. I felt proud when my juniors remembered my name and when they, with respect and admiration in their eyes and voices, asked for my advice. Even my seniors envied me. It was crucial to my popularity that I continued to win all the athletic medals, be the conductor of the school choir and be the best tennis player in the under-15 category. My name was associated with all these achievements. With all these distractions which took up most of my time, I did not heed the warnings of my teachers. They annoyed me when they pestered me about my grades.
As weeks passed and the examinations approached, every one spent their time in the library, mugging. I, instead, spent my hours in the swimming pool. I sat for the papers, confident that I could at least scrape through.
When my parents were unexpectedly asked to see the principal, I could not imagine what the reason could be. My cheeks burned when I learnt that I had to repeat the whole academic year as I had failed my examinations badly.
Word spread around the school like wildfire. My name was now associated with failure. Being so busy with my numerous activities, I never had any time to make good friends. As a result, I had no sympathetic friend or confidante to fall back on. The loneliness I felt was unbearable.
I learned my lesson the hard way. At the expense of my studies, I had enjoyed short-lived popularity. I was a disgrace to my family and myself. Nevertheless, I picked up the pieces with determination. Now, I have excelled again, but this time, in the academic field. I am still the conductor of the choir, but have steered clear of everything else. Never shall I repeat the mistake I made.
Describe a traumatic period in your life
Topic: Describe a traumatic period in your life
Outline:
1. Describe how your life used to be before the traumatic experience.
2. Describe how your parents kept quarrelling and how your mother finally left your family.
3. Describe how you went through that unhappy period in your life.
4. Describe the effects of that traumatic experience.
When I was very young, I had a happy family life. My parents often took my sister and me abroad for holidays, for picnics in the park and or meals in restaurants. Those were really wonderful times.
Unfortunately, my parents’ relationship soured four years ago for an undisclosed reason. Mother became tense and moody and she kept scolding us for no reason. Father hardly ever spoke to her. When they did talk, it ended up in a shouting match which upset both my sister and me very much. We loved them both very much and my sister and I spend many sleepless nights worrying about what was going to happen next.
One day, Father took my sister and me out for dinner and broke the most shocking news to us. “Mother has left us,” he said. I could not believe my ears. I kept asking Father for an explanation but he never told us. From then on, we never mentioned Mother. I missed her very much at first, but later felt angry with her. How could she forsake us?
One day, about three years later, we learnt that Mother had filed for a divorce and for custody of my sister and me. Father had promised never to leave us but after all that had happened. I was very scared doubtful. I could not bear the thought of leaving the security of my home or being separated from my father whom I had grown very close to. Father, who had visibly aged in the past three years, had been a really good parent, playing the role of both father and mother to us. On the day of the hearing, the three of us went to the Court together. There, both my sister and I told the kind-looking magistrate that we wanted to stay with Father. Custody was thus given to Father, and Mother was permitted to visit us during the weekends. She has never used her privilege and neither have we expected her to.
That period just after my parents split up was a very difficult time for all us. Till today, I still feel sore and insecure. I wonder if I will ever get over the effects of that ordeal.
Outline:
1. Describe how your life used to be before the traumatic experience.
2. Describe how your parents kept quarrelling and how your mother finally left your family.
3. Describe how you went through that unhappy period in your life.
4. Describe the effects of that traumatic experience.
When I was very young, I had a happy family life. My parents often took my sister and me abroad for holidays, for picnics in the park and or meals in restaurants. Those were really wonderful times.
Unfortunately, my parents’ relationship soured four years ago for an undisclosed reason. Mother became tense and moody and she kept scolding us for no reason. Father hardly ever spoke to her. When they did talk, it ended up in a shouting match which upset both my sister and me very much. We loved them both very much and my sister and I spend many sleepless nights worrying about what was going to happen next.
One day, Father took my sister and me out for dinner and broke the most shocking news to us. “Mother has left us,” he said. I could not believe my ears. I kept asking Father for an explanation but he never told us. From then on, we never mentioned Mother. I missed her very much at first, but later felt angry with her. How could she forsake us?
One day, about three years later, we learnt that Mother had filed for a divorce and for custody of my sister and me. Father had promised never to leave us but after all that had happened. I was very scared doubtful. I could not bear the thought of leaving the security of my home or being separated from my father whom I had grown very close to. Father, who had visibly aged in the past three years, had been a really good parent, playing the role of both father and mother to us. On the day of the hearing, the three of us went to the Court together. There, both my sister and I told the kind-looking magistrate that we wanted to stay with Father. Custody was thus given to Father, and Mother was permitted to visit us during the weekends. She has never used her privilege and neither have we expected her to.
That period just after my parents split up was a very difficult time for all us. Till today, I still feel sore and insecure. I wonder if I will ever get over the effects of that ordeal.
Saturday 24 April 2010
Describe your dream house
Topic: Describe your dream house
Outline:
1. Describe where you would like your dram house to be situated and why.
2. Describe in detail how would like the interior of the house to be decorated.
3. Describe what you think is most important in an ideal house.
“It’s five-thirty in the morning!” I thought with irritation. It was the third time this week that I was awakened by the screeching brakes of halting buses. Trying to go back to sleep, I thought of what was, in my estimation, the perfect home. This house would be on top of a hill. It would have a scenic view of the sea dotted with sailing boats, windsurfers and ships. Being miles away from the hustle and bustle of the city, only the twittering of the birds and the chirping of the insects would greet me every morning. The air would be fresh and crisp. The house would have four bedrooms in the upper-level. Everyone in the family could have a room of his or her own. My room would overlook the large garden which would be abundant with all kinds of fruit trees and exotic shrubs. My room itself would be as pretty as the garden, being decorated in shades of green, beige and peach.
The whole house would be functional and yet very appealing to the eyes. The living-room on the ground floor would be the room used most often. Here the family would watch television programs, listen to jazz music and entertain friends. The kitchen, being roomy and bright, would be the pride of my mother. The cabinets of pastel colors and the tiled floor would be kept shiny and spotless. The living and dining rooms would be filled with beautiful antique furniture. Dried flower in vases and ornaments would be arranged to provide a cozy atmosphere. The dining table of mahogany would be able to seat eight people comfortably. Lovely paintings on the wall would blend perfectly with décor of the rooms.
Until this dram house materialized, I shall try to remain content in our flat. Although our little flat is lacking in beauty and silence, it is abundant in warmth, love and comfort.
Outline:
1. Describe where you would like your dram house to be situated and why.
2. Describe in detail how would like the interior of the house to be decorated.
3. Describe what you think is most important in an ideal house.
“It’s five-thirty in the morning!” I thought with irritation. It was the third time this week that I was awakened by the screeching brakes of halting buses. Trying to go back to sleep, I thought of what was, in my estimation, the perfect home. This house would be on top of a hill. It would have a scenic view of the sea dotted with sailing boats, windsurfers and ships. Being miles away from the hustle and bustle of the city, only the twittering of the birds and the chirping of the insects would greet me every morning. The air would be fresh and crisp. The house would have four bedrooms in the upper-level. Everyone in the family could have a room of his or her own. My room would overlook the large garden which would be abundant with all kinds of fruit trees and exotic shrubs. My room itself would be as pretty as the garden, being decorated in shades of green, beige and peach.
The whole house would be functional and yet very appealing to the eyes. The living-room on the ground floor would be the room used most often. Here the family would watch television programs, listen to jazz music and entertain friends. The kitchen, being roomy and bright, would be the pride of my mother. The cabinets of pastel colors and the tiled floor would be kept shiny and spotless. The living and dining rooms would be filled with beautiful antique furniture. Dried flower in vases and ornaments would be arranged to provide a cozy atmosphere. The dining table of mahogany would be able to seat eight people comfortably. Lovely paintings on the wall would blend perfectly with décor of the rooms.
Until this dram house materialized, I shall try to remain content in our flat. Although our little flat is lacking in beauty and silence, it is abundant in warmth, love and comfort.
Describe an incident when you misjudged someone.
Topic: Describe an incident when you misjudged someone.
Outline:
1. Describe how you were in need of advice and encouragement.
2. Describe how a friend helped you.
3. Describe how you thought that friend had an ulterior motive.
4. Describe how the misunderstanding was cleared up.
There is a saying that goes “You should not nudge a book by its cover.” Often, I have made that mistake and have regretted the consequences. Once, I misjudged a classmate’s kindness towards me. It happened last year, at the time when many sad events had occurred in my life. I had broken ties with a longstanding friend because of some misunderstanding. My grandmother, who was my confidante and best friend, had passed away suddenly. As a result, my studies suffered and I felt that life was indeed dreary.
At that time, my class was divided into project groups. My group had four members including myself and Tuan. The group completed the project with little help from me. Tuan covered up for my absence and lack of interest. He was extremely thoughtful and generous with his time, and he volunteered to help me with my homework. He was always ready with his advice and encouragement. At the beginning, I was very grateful to him. However, I soon began to question myself as to why he was so concerned about me. I recalled that he was a great favorite among the girls, being bold and cheerful. It did not take me long to jump to the conclusion that he was interested in me.
From then on, I started to avoid him. Soon, he sensed my changed attitude towards him. As a result, he too became cold and hostile. Later, I heard from a classmate that Tuan was being kind to me because he felt sorry for me. His own father had died in a road accident a year earlier, and he understood just how I felt.
I was sorry for misjudging Tuan. We soon made up. Since then, I have learned to be more careful in judging a person’s character.
Outline:
1. Describe how you were in need of advice and encouragement.
2. Describe how a friend helped you.
3. Describe how you thought that friend had an ulterior motive.
4. Describe how the misunderstanding was cleared up.
There is a saying that goes “You should not nudge a book by its cover.” Often, I have made that mistake and have regretted the consequences. Once, I misjudged a classmate’s kindness towards me. It happened last year, at the time when many sad events had occurred in my life. I had broken ties with a longstanding friend because of some misunderstanding. My grandmother, who was my confidante and best friend, had passed away suddenly. As a result, my studies suffered and I felt that life was indeed dreary.
At that time, my class was divided into project groups. My group had four members including myself and Tuan. The group completed the project with little help from me. Tuan covered up for my absence and lack of interest. He was extremely thoughtful and generous with his time, and he volunteered to help me with my homework. He was always ready with his advice and encouragement. At the beginning, I was very grateful to him. However, I soon began to question myself as to why he was so concerned about me. I recalled that he was a great favorite among the girls, being bold and cheerful. It did not take me long to jump to the conclusion that he was interested in me.
From then on, I started to avoid him. Soon, he sensed my changed attitude towards him. As a result, he too became cold and hostile. Later, I heard from a classmate that Tuan was being kind to me because he felt sorry for me. His own father had died in a road accident a year earlier, and he understood just how I felt.
I was sorry for misjudging Tuan. We soon made up. Since then, I have learned to be more careful in judging a person’s character.
Describe a person who impressed you
Topic: Describe a person who impressed you
Outline:
1. Describe how you got to know the person
2. Describe why you were impressed by her.
3. Describe some incidents which revealed her impressive character.
Ever since we moved into our present housing estate, I remember Xuan working as a cleaner in the neighborhood. Wearing her colorful sarongs and bloused, she is familiar to all of us.
Every time I meet her, she greets me cheerfully with a wide toothy smile. Being joyful and bright in spite of all her hard labor and the troubles she has borne, she certainly deserves all the admiration we bestow on her.
For bits and piece I have heard, I have a general idea of Xuan’s background. The young pretty Xuan was married off at the age of fourteen, to a man she had never seen. Just before her fifteenth birthday, she gave birth to her first son, Sanh. Her husband turned out to be a hot-tempered drunkard, who often assaulted Xuan and their six children. With her traditional upbringing, she never thought of leaving her cruel husband at that time. Instead, she became the sole breadwinner of the household and worked long hours to make ends meet. Finally, when her husband assaulted Sanh so badly that he was hospitalized, Xuan left. She now lives with her children in a rented room. Completely on her own, through sheer hard work, she has been able to support and educate all her children. Her efforts have paid off, as Sanh is at present studying in the medical faculty of the local university.
Her six children are her pride and joy. After having spent some time with them, I can see why this is so. They are all sensible, kind and hardworking. With Xuan’s guidance, every one of them is doing well in school.
Although Xuan has a full-time fob and is a single parent, she makes time for anyone who is in trouble. In spite of her lack of education and her low status, people often turn to her for advice and confide in her. I have done so too, on numerous occasions.
Her dignity, simplicity and honesty are attributes which are attributes which are inspiring. She always tells me to look at the bright side of things if things are bad. She often reminds me that every problem can be overcome. She is a good example of this.
Outline:
1. Describe how you got to know the person
2. Describe why you were impressed by her.
3. Describe some incidents which revealed her impressive character.
Ever since we moved into our present housing estate, I remember Xuan working as a cleaner in the neighborhood. Wearing her colorful sarongs and bloused, she is familiar to all of us.
Every time I meet her, she greets me cheerfully with a wide toothy smile. Being joyful and bright in spite of all her hard labor and the troubles she has borne, she certainly deserves all the admiration we bestow on her.
For bits and piece I have heard, I have a general idea of Xuan’s background. The young pretty Xuan was married off at the age of fourteen, to a man she had never seen. Just before her fifteenth birthday, she gave birth to her first son, Sanh. Her husband turned out to be a hot-tempered drunkard, who often assaulted Xuan and their six children. With her traditional upbringing, she never thought of leaving her cruel husband at that time. Instead, she became the sole breadwinner of the household and worked long hours to make ends meet. Finally, when her husband assaulted Sanh so badly that he was hospitalized, Xuan left. She now lives with her children in a rented room. Completely on her own, through sheer hard work, she has been able to support and educate all her children. Her efforts have paid off, as Sanh is at present studying in the medical faculty of the local university.
Her six children are her pride and joy. After having spent some time with them, I can see why this is so. They are all sensible, kind and hardworking. With Xuan’s guidance, every one of them is doing well in school.
Although Xuan has a full-time fob and is a single parent, she makes time for anyone who is in trouble. In spite of her lack of education and her low status, people often turn to her for advice and confide in her. I have done so too, on numerous occasions.
Her dignity, simplicity and honesty are attributes which are attributes which are inspiring. She always tells me to look at the bright side of things if things are bad. She often reminds me that every problem can be overcome. She is a good example of this.
Describe buying a gift for your close friend.
Topic: Describe how you went about buying a gift for your close friend.
Outline:
1. Describe what your friend already has and does not need
2. Describe how much you were willing to spend on the gift.
3. Describe what you finally decided on and why you chose it.
My closest of friends, Thuy Dung, recently celebrated her fourteenth birthday. We have been good friends since we were in Primary One. We are so close that many people think we are sisters. My family even says that I have begun to look like Thuy Dung.
I wanted to buy Thuy Dung a special birthday present, something that would not be redundant to her and something that would show her how much she means to me. It was not easy to decide what to buy for her. Thuy Dung comes from a rich family. She lives in a beautiful house in one of the most exclusive residential areas in Saigon. Her wardrobe is filled with all kinds of designer wear that her mother buys her during her travels abroad. She has unusual earrings, lovely bags and all the material comforts that she needs.
I did not mind spending a little extra money to make the gift special. However, I did not intend to buy just any expensive thing I saw.
I finally hit upon an ingenious idea. I borrowed my father’s camera and asked my sister to take some close-up pictures of Thuy Dung and me. Then, I chose the one where we looked most natural together – the one in which we were laughing and teasing each other. I had it developed in black and white. Then, I bought a beautiful wooden frame for the big photograph. I signed “With love, Thanh Ha” at the right hand bottom corner of the photograph.
Thuy Dung was thrilled to receive my present. She hugged me and said that it was the nicest birthday gift she had ever received.
Outline:
1. Describe what your friend already has and does not need
2. Describe how much you were willing to spend on the gift.
3. Describe what you finally decided on and why you chose it.
My closest of friends, Thuy Dung, recently celebrated her fourteenth birthday. We have been good friends since we were in Primary One. We are so close that many people think we are sisters. My family even says that I have begun to look like Thuy Dung.
I wanted to buy Thuy Dung a special birthday present, something that would not be redundant to her and something that would show her how much she means to me. It was not easy to decide what to buy for her. Thuy Dung comes from a rich family. She lives in a beautiful house in one of the most exclusive residential areas in Saigon. Her wardrobe is filled with all kinds of designer wear that her mother buys her during her travels abroad. She has unusual earrings, lovely bags and all the material comforts that she needs.
I did not mind spending a little extra money to make the gift special. However, I did not intend to buy just any expensive thing I saw.
I finally hit upon an ingenious idea. I borrowed my father’s camera and asked my sister to take some close-up pictures of Thuy Dung and me. Then, I chose the one where we looked most natural together – the one in which we were laughing and teasing each other. I had it developed in black and white. Then, I bought a beautiful wooden frame for the big photograph. I signed “With love, Thanh Ha” at the right hand bottom corner of the photograph.
Thuy Dung was thrilled to receive my present. She hugged me and said that it was the nicest birthday gift she had ever received.
Friday 23 April 2010
Describe a deed that made you feel regretful or sorry
Topic: Describe a deed that made you feel regretful or sorry
Outline:
1. Describe in detail the thing you did which made you feel regretful, e.g. you played truant.
2. Describe how your teachers and parents found out about your wrong doing.
3. Describe how you were punished and how you turned over a new leaf.
I always believe that feeling regretful is a waste of time. there was once when I did something wrong and I regretted it deeply. However, once I realized my mistake, I wasted no more time on regretful feelings.
It was this friend of mine, Dora, who led me astray. she used to have a ridiculous influence over me. One day, she read an advertisement in the papers about some vacancies for sale assistants at a local boutique. However, this job would take us away from school twice a week. It occurred to me that this was wrong. Nevertheless, I went along with her. With Dora's help, I composed letters of excuse and forged my parents' signatures to show my teachers. Some other days, we would acquire medical certificates from an old doctor in our neighborhood.
This had carried on for a month until our form teacher was suspicious. We had been absent from school too often and at the same time. She called our parents one day and discovered that we had been playing truant.
When I reached home that day, my parents confronted me, demanding to know where I had been. The enormity of my wrongdoing dawned upon me - I had forged my parents' signatures and deliberately deceived my parents and teachers. Pleaded for forgiveness and promised to turn over a new leaf.
At school, in meting punishment, my principal took into consideration that it was the first time I had broken a school rule. He only made me stay back after school for a month to do extra work to make up for the lessons I had missed. As for Dora, her parents removed her from the school. The last I heard of her, she was working.
I regretted what I did tremendously. I have resolved never to do something wrong again.
Outline:
1. Describe in detail the thing you did which made you feel regretful, e.g. you played truant.
2. Describe how your teachers and parents found out about your wrong doing.
3. Describe how you were punished and how you turned over a new leaf.
I always believe that feeling regretful is a waste of time. there was once when I did something wrong and I regretted it deeply. However, once I realized my mistake, I wasted no more time on regretful feelings.
It was this friend of mine, Dora, who led me astray. she used to have a ridiculous influence over me. One day, she read an advertisement in the papers about some vacancies for sale assistants at a local boutique. However, this job would take us away from school twice a week. It occurred to me that this was wrong. Nevertheless, I went along with her. With Dora's help, I composed letters of excuse and forged my parents' signatures to show my teachers. Some other days, we would acquire medical certificates from an old doctor in our neighborhood.
This had carried on for a month until our form teacher was suspicious. We had been absent from school too often and at the same time. She called our parents one day and discovered that we had been playing truant.
When I reached home that day, my parents confronted me, demanding to know where I had been. The enormity of my wrongdoing dawned upon me - I had forged my parents' signatures and deliberately deceived my parents and teachers. Pleaded for forgiveness and promised to turn over a new leaf.
At school, in meting punishment, my principal took into consideration that it was the first time I had broken a school rule. He only made me stay back after school for a month to do extra work to make up for the lessons I had missed. As for Dora, her parents removed her from the school. The last I heard of her, she was working.
I regretted what I did tremendously. I have resolved never to do something wrong again.
Thursday 22 April 2010
Describe a family outing
Topic: Describe a family outing
Outline:
1. Describe the preparation for the picnic – the food and other essentials.
2. Describe what you saw on the beach, including picnickers enjoying themselves.
3. Describe what you did on the beach.
One Thursday, Mum suddenly suggested that we go for a family outing. Both Amy and I looked at Dad and her expectantly. We shouted for joy when Dad agreed. They probably felt guilty about having neglected us for so long. With the help of our maid, we prepared for a day out. We filled our picnic basket with fried chicken wings, a big vanilla-almond cake, egg and tuna sandwiches and packets of drinks. With the car loaded with the food, swimming gear, games sets and equipment, beach mats, suntan lotion and my automatic camera, we were off to the beach.
On our arrival, we had trouble finding a suitable area for our picnic spot, as other beach enthusiasts had beaten us to it. We finally decided to squeeze between two parties who looked at us with dismay. When we had settled down and changed into our swimming gear, Dad’s pager went off. I had a feeling that it would happen sooner or later. Why did he have to bring it along?
Dad had to rush off for an emergency operation. He promised to be back soon. Mum refused to let us swim in the sea without Dad’s supervision. So there we were at the beach on a glorious day, with nothing to do. Mum tried to make up for our disappointment by playing beach games with us. However, she soon felt tired and went back to rest under the shade of the trees.
Fortunately, Dad kept this promise and returned. We then swam in the sea with him. Later in the day, we hired a small sailing boat and went boating in the calm sea. Amy and I leant to steer the boat and handle the sails.
However, the day soon ended. We were both very tired after the day’s activities which were indeed enjoyable. My parents too had so much fun that they decided to stay away from their work during the weekends and spend more time with us.
Outline:
1. Describe the preparation for the picnic – the food and other essentials.
2. Describe what you saw on the beach, including picnickers enjoying themselves.
3. Describe what you did on the beach.
One Thursday, Mum suddenly suggested that we go for a family outing. Both Amy and I looked at Dad and her expectantly. We shouted for joy when Dad agreed. They probably felt guilty about having neglected us for so long. With the help of our maid, we prepared for a day out. We filled our picnic basket with fried chicken wings, a big vanilla-almond cake, egg and tuna sandwiches and packets of drinks. With the car loaded with the food, swimming gear, games sets and equipment, beach mats, suntan lotion and my automatic camera, we were off to the beach.
On our arrival, we had trouble finding a suitable area for our picnic spot, as other beach enthusiasts had beaten us to it. We finally decided to squeeze between two parties who looked at us with dismay. When we had settled down and changed into our swimming gear, Dad’s pager went off. I had a feeling that it would happen sooner or later. Why did he have to bring it along?
Dad had to rush off for an emergency operation. He promised to be back soon. Mum refused to let us swim in the sea without Dad’s supervision. So there we were at the beach on a glorious day, with nothing to do. Mum tried to make up for our disappointment by playing beach games with us. However, she soon felt tired and went back to rest under the shade of the trees.
Fortunately, Dad kept this promise and returned. We then swam in the sea with him. Later in the day, we hired a small sailing boat and went boating in the calm sea. Amy and I leant to steer the boat and handle the sails.
However, the day soon ended. We were both very tired after the day’s activities which were indeed enjoyable. My parents too had so much fun that they decided to stay away from their work during the weekends and spend more time with us.
Describe the view from your bedroom
Topic: Describe the view from your bedroom
Outline:
1. Describe the traffic on the busy road.
2. Describe the busy port.
3. Describe briefly why you like the view from your bedroom.
Every morning, I am awakened from my sleep by a bright ray of sunlight that falls on me through my bedroom window, to remind me that another day has begun. As I do my morning exercises, I usually gaze out of my window to see what is happening outside. The heavy traffic, would as usual, be ceaselessly flowing up and down the massive expressway. Vehicles of all shapes, sizes and colors bustle by, creating quite a din. Occasionally, the traffic police would be busy tearing after speeding vehicles.
Beyond the highway, I have a good view of the busiest port in the world. The past few years have seen a noticeable change in the size of this port. Container ships belonging to various countries anchor at the wharves to load and unload their heavy cargo. The huge cranes, forklifts and other equipment scattered all over the port are used to do the heavy tasks of loading and unloading. Containers of an assortment of colors can be seen piled on top of one another all over the yard.
The calm sea by the shipyard is usually crowded with speed-boats and bum-boats ferrying port, officials and passengers from the ships to the landing area and vice versa.
The little islands around Singapore covered with rich tropical vegetation are also visible from my bedroom. Fantasies of building a beautiful house and living on the one of these exotic islands often come to my mind. If only they could become a reality! When the weather is clear, the outline of the nearby Indonesian islands can also be easily traced near the horizon.
The sea has always fascinated me. My yearning to travel grows as I look out of my window every morning. I would not ever want to exchange the view from my bedroom window with any other that anyone can offer me, as the joy and peace it has brought me is immeasurable.
Outline:
1. Describe the traffic on the busy road.
2. Describe the busy port.
3. Describe briefly why you like the view from your bedroom.
Every morning, I am awakened from my sleep by a bright ray of sunlight that falls on me through my bedroom window, to remind me that another day has begun. As I do my morning exercises, I usually gaze out of my window to see what is happening outside. The heavy traffic, would as usual, be ceaselessly flowing up and down the massive expressway. Vehicles of all shapes, sizes and colors bustle by, creating quite a din. Occasionally, the traffic police would be busy tearing after speeding vehicles.
Beyond the highway, I have a good view of the busiest port in the world. The past few years have seen a noticeable change in the size of this port. Container ships belonging to various countries anchor at the wharves to load and unload their heavy cargo. The huge cranes, forklifts and other equipment scattered all over the port are used to do the heavy tasks of loading and unloading. Containers of an assortment of colors can be seen piled on top of one another all over the yard.
The calm sea by the shipyard is usually crowded with speed-boats and bum-boats ferrying port, officials and passengers from the ships to the landing area and vice versa.
The little islands around Singapore covered with rich tropical vegetation are also visible from my bedroom. Fantasies of building a beautiful house and living on the one of these exotic islands often come to my mind. If only they could become a reality! When the weather is clear, the outline of the nearby Indonesian islands can also be easily traced near the horizon.
The sea has always fascinated me. My yearning to travel grows as I look out of my window every morning. I would not ever want to exchange the view from my bedroom window with any other that anyone can offer me, as the joy and peace it has brought me is immeasurable.
Describe your pet
Topic: Describe your pet
Outline:
1. Describe how you got your pet.
2. Describe the things that you do with your pet.
3. Describe an incident when you were proud of your pet.
As my twelfth birthday approached, I gave my father many hints on the types of presents I would like to have. I told him a television for my bedroom would be a good idea or even my own telephone. However, the present I received was beyond my wildest dreams. It was Cun, my now two-year-old faithful golden retriever.
With all the expensive dog food he eats, Cun has grown to quite a size. Cun greets strangers with growls and deep menacing barks. With family members and close friends, he is both gentle and friendly.
Since he joined us as a puppy, Cun has learnt quite a few tricks. He can shake hands, sit, and fetch things that I tell him to. Every morning, Cun wakes me up by smothering me with wet licks. He is my constant companion, whether I am jogging, cycling, watching television or sleeping.
During the last holidays, some of my classmates, Cun and I spent a day at the beach. We spent a day at the beach. We spent the day swimming and playing volleyball on the beach till it was time for dinner. One of the boys, Long, wanted to continue swimming so we left him in the sea with Cun.
After a while, we heard Cun barking furiously in the distance. With pounding hearts, we sprinted to the beach to find Long struggling in the sea.
Fortunately, we managed to save Long in the nick of time. I was very proud of Cun. But for him, Long would most certainly have drowned.
Outline:
1. Describe how you got your pet.
2. Describe the things that you do with your pet.
3. Describe an incident when you were proud of your pet.
As my twelfth birthday approached, I gave my father many hints on the types of presents I would like to have. I told him a television for my bedroom would be a good idea or even my own telephone. However, the present I received was beyond my wildest dreams. It was Cun, my now two-year-old faithful golden retriever.
With all the expensive dog food he eats, Cun has grown to quite a size. Cun greets strangers with growls and deep menacing barks. With family members and close friends, he is both gentle and friendly.
Since he joined us as a puppy, Cun has learnt quite a few tricks. He can shake hands, sit, and fetch things that I tell him to. Every morning, Cun wakes me up by smothering me with wet licks. He is my constant companion, whether I am jogging, cycling, watching television or sleeping.
During the last holidays, some of my classmates, Cun and I spent a day at the beach. We spent a day at the beach. We spent the day swimming and playing volleyball on the beach till it was time for dinner. One of the boys, Long, wanted to continue swimming so we left him in the sea with Cun.
After a while, we heard Cun barking furiously in the distance. With pounding hearts, we sprinted to the beach to find Long struggling in the sea.
Fortunately, we managed to save Long in the nick of time. I was very proud of Cun. But for him, Long would most certainly have drowned.
Describe an interesting bus ride.
Topic: Describe an interesting bus ride.
Outline:
1. Describe the passengers you saw on the bus.
2. Describe an interesting incident that occurred on the bus.
3. Describe how you feel about bus rides in general.
Taking bus service 600 has become second nature to me. Often, I have to struggle to keep awake during the tedious ride, but I usually fall into an uncomfortable snooze in spite of my efforts.
There are many regular passengers using bus service 600. They include factory workers clad in denim and T-shirts working in the first shift, starchy white uniformed nurses from Mount Everest Hospital, laborers ready for a long, tiring day at the construction site, and others from all walks of life, rushing to work.
Last Thursday, the journey started off as usual. My neighbor and classmate, Chris, was sitting next to me. Half-way through the journey, we noticed a man with thin lips and roving eyes in the midst of the crowd in the bus. The man was acting rather suspiciously. Being on a slightly elevated seat, we were at advantage point with a clear view of the whole bus.
Watching this man carefully, we caught him deftly talking a purse from a nurse’s handbag. For a moment, Chris and I were stunned. A theft had just taken place right before our eyes! While I watched the pickpocket carefully, Chris went to inform the bus driver. Just as Chris was speaking to the bus driver, the thief pressed the buzzer to alight. Immediately, I pushed and shoved to get to the pickpocket. Chris also rushed towards him, and we pounced on the man at the same time. The bus driver, who stopped the bus, also joined in the struggle.
While all this was happening, someone called the police. Just as we managed to subdue the man, the police arrived and arrested him. The nurse’s purse was retrieved from the man’s pocket and the nurse was profuse in her thanks to us.
The police took down our names, addresses and statements and reminded us that we would be required to testify in court against this man. Apparently, he had a criminal record and was wanted by the police for a host of offences.
Ever since then, I have begun to enjoy bus rides. In fact, I look forward to a possible recurrence of last Thursday’s events.
Outline:
1. Describe the passengers you saw on the bus.
2. Describe an interesting incident that occurred on the bus.
3. Describe how you feel about bus rides in general.
Taking bus service 600 has become second nature to me. Often, I have to struggle to keep awake during the tedious ride, but I usually fall into an uncomfortable snooze in spite of my efforts.
There are many regular passengers using bus service 600. They include factory workers clad in denim and T-shirts working in the first shift, starchy white uniformed nurses from Mount Everest Hospital, laborers ready for a long, tiring day at the construction site, and others from all walks of life, rushing to work.
Last Thursday, the journey started off as usual. My neighbor and classmate, Chris, was sitting next to me. Half-way through the journey, we noticed a man with thin lips and roving eyes in the midst of the crowd in the bus. The man was acting rather suspiciously. Being on a slightly elevated seat, we were at advantage point with a clear view of the whole bus.
Watching this man carefully, we caught him deftly talking a purse from a nurse’s handbag. For a moment, Chris and I were stunned. A theft had just taken place right before our eyes! While I watched the pickpocket carefully, Chris went to inform the bus driver. Just as Chris was speaking to the bus driver, the thief pressed the buzzer to alight. Immediately, I pushed and shoved to get to the pickpocket. Chris also rushed towards him, and we pounced on the man at the same time. The bus driver, who stopped the bus, also joined in the struggle.
While all this was happening, someone called the police. Just as we managed to subdue the man, the police arrived and arrested him. The nurse’s purse was retrieved from the man’s pocket and the nurse was profuse in her thanks to us.
The police took down our names, addresses and statements and reminded us that we would be required to testify in court against this man. Apparently, he had a criminal record and was wanted by the police for a host of offences.
Ever since then, I have begun to enjoy bus rides. In fact, I look forward to a possible recurrence of last Thursday’s events.
If I were presented with a thousand dollars…
Topic: “If I were presented with a thousand dollars…”
Outline:
1. Describe what you would like to buy if you had a thousand dollars.
2. Describe what you would actually do with the money.
Many a time my parents have bought lottery tickets, but no riches have ever come our way. We were lower-class family and extra cash would always be very useful to us. If I were presented with a thousand-dollar check to ensure its authenticity. Then, I would sit back and think about what I would do with the windfall.
Many thoughts will race through my mind, I am sure. I have always wanted a bicycle so that I could cycle with my friends around the city. A new stereo set to replace the squeaky mini-compo that we have at home would be great too. I would also like to spend part of the money on trendy clothes to attract the pretty girls in my neighbor-hood… the list goes on. Human beings are never satisfied with what they have and I am no different.
However, if I were to indulge in all these material things, I am sure I would be filled with guilt and perhaps get a severe ticking off from Dad. My parents have often told us how costly it is to raise three teenaged children, in addition to paying the usual household bills as well as the loan installments for apartment. Being a filial son, I would probably give the check to my parents to show my gratitude for what they have done for all of us. I would be sure that the money would be put to good use. This gesture of love and gratitude would definitely make me feel good. However, I would, of course, hope that they would let me have a little of the money to splurge on my whims and fancies.
Until such luck does come my way, I can only imagine the fun I would have while going on a wild shopping spree.
Outline:
1. Describe what you would like to buy if you had a thousand dollars.
2. Describe what you would actually do with the money.
Many a time my parents have bought lottery tickets, but no riches have ever come our way. We were lower-class family and extra cash would always be very useful to us. If I were presented with a thousand-dollar check to ensure its authenticity. Then, I would sit back and think about what I would do with the windfall.
Many thoughts will race through my mind, I am sure. I have always wanted a bicycle so that I could cycle with my friends around the city. A new stereo set to replace the squeaky mini-compo that we have at home would be great too. I would also like to spend part of the money on trendy clothes to attract the pretty girls in my neighbor-hood… the list goes on. Human beings are never satisfied with what they have and I am no different.
However, if I were to indulge in all these material things, I am sure I would be filled with guilt and perhaps get a severe ticking off from Dad. My parents have often told us how costly it is to raise three teenaged children, in addition to paying the usual household bills as well as the loan installments for apartment. Being a filial son, I would probably give the check to my parents to show my gratitude for what they have done for all of us. I would be sure that the money would be put to good use. This gesture of love and gratitude would definitely make me feel good. However, I would, of course, hope that they would let me have a little of the money to splurge on my whims and fancies.
Until such luck does come my way, I can only imagine the fun I would have while going on a wild shopping spree.
Describe an enjoyable party that you have attended
Topic: Describe an enjoyable party that you have attended
Outline:
1. Describe briefly your invitation to the party and the preparations for the party.
2. Describe the costumes of the party-goers, the food and the dancing.
3. Describe how you felt about the party.
I could hardly contain my delight when I received an invitation to a “Horror Party” which has held in honor of Countess Dracula’s birthday. The Countess was actually my best friend, Sandra, and she wanted a special party to celebrate her fourteenth birthday.
The day before the party, some of us went to Sandra’s house to decorate the place. We paid attention to all the details, covering the lights with colored cellophane paper and even decorating the trays with tinsel. We also put up all kinds of weird decorations on the wall to give the place an eerie look. At end of the day, our efforts were rewarded for the place did look rather like Countess Dracula’s home – so Sandra’s father said.
Most of the guests arrived punctually, eager to get the party going. Everyone had taken pains to come up with an appropriate costume. In fact, my costume was so good that hardly anyone recognized me. It had taken me weeks to complete the black sequined gown and the painted mask.
The cake in the shape of a haunted castle, complete with cobwebs made of candy floss, brought shrieks of delight from the guests. The cake was a chocolate mousse and was extremely delicious.
When the music started, we were thrilled. The colorful lights and the fast music added to the lively atmosphere. We grabbed partners and danced to our hearts’ delight. The hours passed quickly and all too soon, the party came to an end. I was grateful not only to Sandra for inviting me to the party, but also to her parents for being so broadminded as to allow us teenagers such a wonderful treat. That was indeed a party that I shall never forget.
Outline:
1. Describe briefly your invitation to the party and the preparations for the party.
2. Describe the costumes of the party-goers, the food and the dancing.
3. Describe how you felt about the party.
I could hardly contain my delight when I received an invitation to a “Horror Party” which has held in honor of Countess Dracula’s birthday. The Countess was actually my best friend, Sandra, and she wanted a special party to celebrate her fourteenth birthday.
The day before the party, some of us went to Sandra’s house to decorate the place. We paid attention to all the details, covering the lights with colored cellophane paper and even decorating the trays with tinsel. We also put up all kinds of weird decorations on the wall to give the place an eerie look. At end of the day, our efforts were rewarded for the place did look rather like Countess Dracula’s home – so Sandra’s father said.
Most of the guests arrived punctually, eager to get the party going. Everyone had taken pains to come up with an appropriate costume. In fact, my costume was so good that hardly anyone recognized me. It had taken me weeks to complete the black sequined gown and the painted mask.
The cake in the shape of a haunted castle, complete with cobwebs made of candy floss, brought shrieks of delight from the guests. The cake was a chocolate mousse and was extremely delicious.
When the music started, we were thrilled. The colorful lights and the fast music added to the lively atmosphere. We grabbed partners and danced to our hearts’ delight. The hours passed quickly and all too soon, the party came to an end. I was grateful not only to Sandra for inviting me to the party, but also to her parents for being so broadminded as to allow us teenagers such a wonderful treat. That was indeed a party that I shall never forget.
Describe your hobbies
Topic: Describe your hobbies
Outline:
1. Name the difference hobbies you have.
2. Describe each in detail.
3. Describe how each hobby gives you joy.
Being an extrovert, my interests are many and varied. Recently, I have become determined to be one hundred percent fit. As a result of this, I have seriously started jogging and swimming. I enjoy jogging at McRitchie Reservoir. It gives me a sense of freedom and achievement.
To break the monotony of jogging, I have taken up swimming as well. I am taking lessons from a coach in the public pool near my flat. I enjoy this sport very much. The coach is pleased with my progress and has signed me on for a life-saver’s course. Another of my hobbies is rearranging the furniture in my house, especially in my bedroom. I like to change the position of my bed, wardrobe and study table. My parents get exasperated with me about these changes, but I find that these changes help me examine things in different perspectives. Besides, I also enjoy the freshness of the new appreciatively.
Yet another of my pastimes is to compose music which I would then play on the piano. I feel proud whenever I hear my own compositions being played by my brother or sister. Last month, I even played one of my pieces at my school concert. It made me feel like Mozart when the audience applauded loudly.
All these hobbies have taught me a lot of things. I can’t imagine life without any hobbies. To me, a person’s hobbies determine the kind of person he or she is. A person without any hobbies would, in my opinion, be a very dull person.
Outline:
1. Name the difference hobbies you have.
2. Describe each in detail.
3. Describe how each hobby gives you joy.
Being an extrovert, my interests are many and varied. Recently, I have become determined to be one hundred percent fit. As a result of this, I have seriously started jogging and swimming. I enjoy jogging at McRitchie Reservoir. It gives me a sense of freedom and achievement.
To break the monotony of jogging, I have taken up swimming as well. I am taking lessons from a coach in the public pool near my flat. I enjoy this sport very much. The coach is pleased with my progress and has signed me on for a life-saver’s course. Another of my hobbies is rearranging the furniture in my house, especially in my bedroom. I like to change the position of my bed, wardrobe and study table. My parents get exasperated with me about these changes, but I find that these changes help me examine things in different perspectives. Besides, I also enjoy the freshness of the new appreciatively.
Yet another of my pastimes is to compose music which I would then play on the piano. I feel proud whenever I hear my own compositions being played by my brother or sister. Last month, I even played one of my pieces at my school concert. It made me feel like Mozart when the audience applauded loudly.
All these hobbies have taught me a lot of things. I can’t imagine life without any hobbies. To me, a person’s hobbies determine the kind of person he or she is. A person without any hobbies would, in my opinion, be a very dull person.
Thursday 15 April 2010
Describe your duties at home.
Topic: Describe your duties at home.
Outline:
1. Describe how your mother drew up a duty roster to avoid arguments.
2. Describe in detail the different duties you have to take turns to do – cleaning the rooms washing the bathroom, taking the dog for a walk.
3. Describe how you feel about doing your share of the duties.
When I was much younger, my eldest brother - Phuc and I could never agree as to whose turn it was to clean up our room. Both of us would to do anything about it unless our mother angrily reminded us.
Finally, our mother came up with her brilliant idea of a roster. Each person in the family, except Father, would have to do his or her duties each day. Failure to perform these duties would mean confinement to the bedroom; that is, no outings with friends, no television and no dessert.
Making my bed each morning took a long time to get used to. Cleaning our bedroom twice a week is now a must with Phuc and me taking turns to do it each time. All the dirty clothes are placed in the laundry basket for washing instead of being strewn all over the room the way they used to be. I must agree that it is more pleasant to live in a tidy room. At least now I can see the color of the carpet in the room.
Every other week, I wash our bathroom. At first, I found it a disgusting chore and I never seemed to do it properly. However, after some practice, I got the hang of it. Cleaning the dining and living rooms has become mandatory. Now, I have actually become a skilful vacuum cleaner operator. My duties have extended to cooking one a week ever since I discovered my talent in that area. My experiments with different dishes have been quite successful so far but not so my effort at washing dishes. After the amazing number of dishes I have broken, my mother has decided to take over that duty herself.
Last but not least, Phuc and I have to alternate between taking Rex for a walk. When we come back, we have to ensure that the door is securely bolted. All of us have got used to the routine. Our household chores do not seem to be so difficult now that all of us are pitching in to help out.
Outline:
1. Describe how your mother drew up a duty roster to avoid arguments.
2. Describe in detail the different duties you have to take turns to do – cleaning the rooms washing the bathroom, taking the dog for a walk.
3. Describe how you feel about doing your share of the duties.
When I was much younger, my eldest brother - Phuc and I could never agree as to whose turn it was to clean up our room. Both of us would to do anything about it unless our mother angrily reminded us.
Finally, our mother came up with her brilliant idea of a roster. Each person in the family, except Father, would have to do his or her duties each day. Failure to perform these duties would mean confinement to the bedroom; that is, no outings with friends, no television and no dessert.
Making my bed each morning took a long time to get used to. Cleaning our bedroom twice a week is now a must with Phuc and me taking turns to do it each time. All the dirty clothes are placed in the laundry basket for washing instead of being strewn all over the room the way they used to be. I must agree that it is more pleasant to live in a tidy room. At least now I can see the color of the carpet in the room.
Every other week, I wash our bathroom. At first, I found it a disgusting chore and I never seemed to do it properly. However, after some practice, I got the hang of it. Cleaning the dining and living rooms has become mandatory. Now, I have actually become a skilful vacuum cleaner operator. My duties have extended to cooking one a week ever since I discovered my talent in that area. My experiments with different dishes have been quite successful so far but not so my effort at washing dishes. After the amazing number of dishes I have broken, my mother has decided to take over that duty herself.
Last but not least, Phuc and I have to alternate between taking Rex for a walk. When we come back, we have to ensure that the door is securely bolted. All of us have got used to the routine. Our household chores do not seem to be so difficult now that all of us are pitching in to help out.
The first night you stayed away from home
Topic: Describe the first night you stayed away from home.
Outline:
1. Describe why you had to stay the night away from home.
2. Describe the place you went to.
3. Describe what you did that night.
4. Describe how you felt about staying away from home.
It took me long time before I could muster enough courage to ask Father for permission to go on a camping trip. So far, I had never spent a night away from home. Imagine my surprise and delight when Father actually consented.
The camp was a two-day affair for all the new counselors in my school. We started off by taking a ferry to Can Tho. Upon our arrival, we pitched the tents and set up the cooking area in the campsite. I joined in the many activities and games which were a lot of fun. As daylight disappeared, we prepared the evening meal. Luncheon meat and vegetables were fried over the little bonfire we had built.
The island was pitch-blank at night; the only source of light was our fire. We had a beautiful view of a starlit sky. The leaves of the trees were rustling gently and the cool breeze brushed softly against my checks. I felt happy.
Someone had brought a guitar along and we sang songs as we sat around the fire. Some of us even got up and did a folk dance. We laughed and joked till late into the night. However, we were up again before dawn to watch the sun rise.
We spent the next day exploring the island. There were a number of villages, a rubber plantation and some interesting old ruins in the area. When I returned home, I collapsed on my bed and had a good sleep. Though I felt worn out, I had enjoyed that first night away home tremendously. It was an extremely pleasant experience for me.
Outline:
1. Describe why you had to stay the night away from home.
2. Describe the place you went to.
3. Describe what you did that night.
4. Describe how you felt about staying away from home.
It took me long time before I could muster enough courage to ask Father for permission to go on a camping trip. So far, I had never spent a night away from home. Imagine my surprise and delight when Father actually consented.
The camp was a two-day affair for all the new counselors in my school. We started off by taking a ferry to Can Tho. Upon our arrival, we pitched the tents and set up the cooking area in the campsite. I joined in the many activities and games which were a lot of fun. As daylight disappeared, we prepared the evening meal. Luncheon meat and vegetables were fried over the little bonfire we had built.
The island was pitch-blank at night; the only source of light was our fire. We had a beautiful view of a starlit sky. The leaves of the trees were rustling gently and the cool breeze brushed softly against my checks. I felt happy.
Someone had brought a guitar along and we sang songs as we sat around the fire. Some of us even got up and did a folk dance. We laughed and joked till late into the night. However, we were up again before dawn to watch the sun rise.
We spent the next day exploring the island. There were a number of villages, a rubber plantation and some interesting old ruins in the area. When I returned home, I collapsed on my bed and had a good sleep. Though I felt worn out, I had enjoyed that first night away home tremendously. It was an extremely pleasant experience for me.
How do you think you have matured for the last five years?
Topic: How do you think you have matured for the last five years?
Outline:
1. Describe briefly your physical changes and how they have helped to make you more confident.
2. Describe how you have learnt to control your temper and to get rid of jealousy.
3. Describe how your very assessment of yourself is a reflection of your growth in maturity.
I still remember the time when I was just a short, skinny little boy in Nha Trang. I was nervous and awkward in class and impossible at home. Looking at what I am today, I wonder at the changes in myself over the last five years.
Physically, I have grown much taller. From being the shortest boy in class, I am now one of the tallest! This physical growth has boosted my confidence in myself.
One important change in my character is that I have learnt to control my temper. When I was younger, I used to throw tantrums every time I was wronged or did not have my way. I could never explain anything calmly. My parents often became exasperated with me because of this. Over the last five years, however, I have learned that losing my temper does not help, especially in a situation where I am misunderstood. It only makes things worse. I am now more prone to discussing or reasoning out a problem patiently than flying into a rage and upsetting myself and everyone else around me.
Another area in which I have matured in the last five years is that I have learnt not to be jealous. I used to get jealous easily. I got jealous when my parents praised my brother. I became jealous of my friends when they got higher marks for their tests than I did. At one time, I was even jealous of my dog when I thought that it was getting more attention than I was from my parents. In these last few years, I have realized my own folly. Why should I feel jealous if my friends get better results than I do? It’s not going to affect my own results. I too can get good grades if I try. I have learned the secret of sharing my job with my friends and sharing my friends’ joy. It makes achievement much sweeter.
I am not a perfect person now, nor will I ever be. However, I realize that the way in which I am assessing myself is a reflection of my growing maturity. I am learning to be a better person with each passing day. I believe that this should be very person’s aim-to-try to better oneself. I hope that in five years’ time, I can look back at myself and say that I have become an even better person than I am today.
Outline:
1. Describe briefly your physical changes and how they have helped to make you more confident.
2. Describe how you have learnt to control your temper and to get rid of jealousy.
3. Describe how your very assessment of yourself is a reflection of your growth in maturity.
I still remember the time when I was just a short, skinny little boy in Nha Trang. I was nervous and awkward in class and impossible at home. Looking at what I am today, I wonder at the changes in myself over the last five years.
Physically, I have grown much taller. From being the shortest boy in class, I am now one of the tallest! This physical growth has boosted my confidence in myself.
One important change in my character is that I have learnt to control my temper. When I was younger, I used to throw tantrums every time I was wronged or did not have my way. I could never explain anything calmly. My parents often became exasperated with me because of this. Over the last five years, however, I have learned that losing my temper does not help, especially in a situation where I am misunderstood. It only makes things worse. I am now more prone to discussing or reasoning out a problem patiently than flying into a rage and upsetting myself and everyone else around me.
Another area in which I have matured in the last five years is that I have learnt not to be jealous. I used to get jealous easily. I got jealous when my parents praised my brother. I became jealous of my friends when they got higher marks for their tests than I did. At one time, I was even jealous of my dog when I thought that it was getting more attention than I was from my parents. In these last few years, I have realized my own folly. Why should I feel jealous if my friends get better results than I do? It’s not going to affect my own results. I too can get good grades if I try. I have learned the secret of sharing my job with my friends and sharing my friends’ joy. It makes achievement much sweeter.
I am not a perfect person now, nor will I ever be. However, I realize that the way in which I am assessing myself is a reflection of my growing maturity. I am learning to be a better person with each passing day. I believe that this should be very person’s aim-to-try to better oneself. I hope that in five years’ time, I can look back at myself and say that I have become an even better person than I am today.
Wednesday 14 April 2010
Describe an incident you want to remember.
Describe an incident you want to remember.
Outline:
1. Describe what the incident was about – your sister’s marriage.
2. Describe the decorations in the church and the marriage ceremony.
3. Describe how all of you celebrated the occasion.
4. Explain why this is an incident you want to remember.
My sister’s wedding came after four years of courtship and a whole year of preparation. This occasion was the biggest event in my family so far.
When my sister announced her engagement, none of us were surprised. In face, all of us were delighted. Each family member had responsibilities to fulfill for the wedding. There was the church and the reception hall to be booked, invitation cards to be printed and sent out, a guest list to be prepared and countless other things to be done. The enthusiasm with which we went about doing our various tasks touched my sister. We were all determined to make this event a truly memorable one.
On that special day, the church was decorated with flowers and we thought it looked like paradise. The bridal bouquets were specially made. A group of my sister’s friends sang some lovely hymns before the ceremony started. The church ceremony was simple, yet beautiful.
The reception at the Omni Hotel followed the church ceremony. My sister looked the picture of beauty and her husband was handsome in his tuxedo as they welcomed their guests. The three-tiered cake was cut and thereafter, dinner was served. It was a ten-course Chinese dinner which everyone enjoyed.
When dinner was over, my brother, a disc jockey, took over the entertainment for the rest of the evening. Disco lights flashed and loud music blared. The older guests retreated to an adjoining room for peace and quiet, leaving the hall for us youngsters to dance the night away.
My sister’s wedding is indeed an occasion which I will always cherish. I want to remember always the look of pride on my parents’ faces and the bond the family felt during that occasion.
Outline:
1. Describe what the incident was about – your sister’s marriage.
2. Describe the decorations in the church and the marriage ceremony.
3. Describe how all of you celebrated the occasion.
4. Explain why this is an incident you want to remember.
My sister’s wedding came after four years of courtship and a whole year of preparation. This occasion was the biggest event in my family so far.
When my sister announced her engagement, none of us were surprised. In face, all of us were delighted. Each family member had responsibilities to fulfill for the wedding. There was the church and the reception hall to be booked, invitation cards to be printed and sent out, a guest list to be prepared and countless other things to be done. The enthusiasm with which we went about doing our various tasks touched my sister. We were all determined to make this event a truly memorable one.
On that special day, the church was decorated with flowers and we thought it looked like paradise. The bridal bouquets were specially made. A group of my sister’s friends sang some lovely hymns before the ceremony started. The church ceremony was simple, yet beautiful.
The reception at the Omni Hotel followed the church ceremony. My sister looked the picture of beauty and her husband was handsome in his tuxedo as they welcomed their guests. The three-tiered cake was cut and thereafter, dinner was served. It was a ten-course Chinese dinner which everyone enjoyed.
When dinner was over, my brother, a disc jockey, took over the entertainment for the rest of the evening. Disco lights flashed and loud music blared. The older guests retreated to an adjoining room for peace and quiet, leaving the hall for us youngsters to dance the night away.
My sister’s wedding is indeed an occasion which I will always cherish. I want to remember always the look of pride on my parents’ faces and the bond the family felt during that occasion.
What do you treasure most in your life?
Topic: What do you treasure most in your life?
Outline:
1. Describe the people whom you treasure – your family.
2. Explain why you treasure your family.
3. Describe other things which you treasure in life.
There are a few people who are very precious to me. If I were to lose any of them, I would be devastated.
My family is very precious to me. My parents have always been warm, kind and caring. Their love for me endures even if I disappoint them or do something wrong. They are always ready to encourage and advise me. I try to please them and am very proud when they are leased with me. Their opinions matter very much to me.
My two brothers and my sister are also important to me. Although we do have disagreements and have very little in common, there is an invisible bond that binds the four of us together. If something were to happen to any of them, I would indeed be very sad.
Once, when my mother was hospitalized, I was really miserable. She looked so weak with the drips attached to her wrists and the over-sized oxygen mask. I was terribly afraid of losing her and I knew it was a possibility. We are not immortal. The whole family cried as we watched our beloved mother suffer. Fortunately, she and all of us pulled through that ordeal. She has now returned to her normal healthy self.
This incident taught me to treasure life itself. Then, something else happened to impress more deeply that realization. One Friday evening, while I was walking home after school on the pavement of a busy street, a car went out of control and came directly into my path! I saw it coming and creaked fast by jumping into the big drain next to the pavement. I escaped death by inches and only suffered a broken leg. In those seconds, I saw my life flash by. The shock made me realize how precious life is. Without life, I will not be able to enjoy all the things I take for granted like eating an ice-cream, watching the sun set and feeling the cool breeze against my cheeks.
Indeed, there is nothing that I treasure now more than my family and life itself.
Outline:
1. Describe the people whom you treasure – your family.
2. Explain why you treasure your family.
3. Describe other things which you treasure in life.
There are a few people who are very precious to me. If I were to lose any of them, I would be devastated.
My family is very precious to me. My parents have always been warm, kind and caring. Their love for me endures even if I disappoint them or do something wrong. They are always ready to encourage and advise me. I try to please them and am very proud when they are leased with me. Their opinions matter very much to me.
My two brothers and my sister are also important to me. Although we do have disagreements and have very little in common, there is an invisible bond that binds the four of us together. If something were to happen to any of them, I would indeed be very sad.
Once, when my mother was hospitalized, I was really miserable. She looked so weak with the drips attached to her wrists and the over-sized oxygen mask. I was terribly afraid of losing her and I knew it was a possibility. We are not immortal. The whole family cried as we watched our beloved mother suffer. Fortunately, she and all of us pulled through that ordeal. She has now returned to her normal healthy self.
This incident taught me to treasure life itself. Then, something else happened to impress more deeply that realization. One Friday evening, while I was walking home after school on the pavement of a busy street, a car went out of control and came directly into my path! I saw it coming and creaked fast by jumping into the big drain next to the pavement. I escaped death by inches and only suffered a broken leg. In those seconds, I saw my life flash by. The shock made me realize how precious life is. Without life, I will not be able to enjoy all the things I take for granted like eating an ice-cream, watching the sun set and feeling the cool breeze against my cheeks.
Indeed, there is nothing that I treasure now more than my family and life itself.
Describe how you would renovate your home
Topic: Describe how you would renovate your home
Outline:
1. Describe in detail what repairs are needed for your house.
2. Describe what changes you would like to see in the living-room and the kitchen.
3. Describe what color scheme you have in mind for your house.
For many months now, we have been talking of renovating our house. It has not been given any facelift since we moved in fourteen years ago. However because of financial constraints, we decided that renovations should be kept to a minimum.
First priority, we feel, should be given to the fence which seems to be falling apart. Our neighbor’s dog is continually in our flower bed digging up the bones it has buried there. The front gate too could be sand-papered and painted brown.
The roof of the house requires attention too. The tiles should be replaced new red tiles. The second storey ceiling is damp and the paint is peeling away. The outer wall of the house is to pained white to give it a fresh, new look. The frames of the windows are to be painted red to give a chic finish to the house and to match the new red roof tiles.
The interior walls of the house are to be given a whitewash. The new sofa set we are going to buy would be black. Brightly colored cushions will be strewn all over the place to give the room a cheerful look.
The kitchen cabinets are to be removed and new cabinets fitted. An extension of the kitchen may also be a feasible idea, as it would allow my mother to do her cooking outside the main kitchen.
Although these renovations, that are being planned, will indeed beautify our home, they will not ensure our happiness. After all, it is the people who make a house a home, and not the furniture or the beauty of the house itself. A happy home is one that abounds in love.
Outline:
1. Describe in detail what repairs are needed for your house.
2. Describe what changes you would like to see in the living-room and the kitchen.
3. Describe what color scheme you have in mind for your house.
For many months now, we have been talking of renovating our house. It has not been given any facelift since we moved in fourteen years ago. However because of financial constraints, we decided that renovations should be kept to a minimum.
First priority, we feel, should be given to the fence which seems to be falling apart. Our neighbor’s dog is continually in our flower bed digging up the bones it has buried there. The front gate too could be sand-papered and painted brown.
The roof of the house requires attention too. The tiles should be replaced new red tiles. The second storey ceiling is damp and the paint is peeling away. The outer wall of the house is to pained white to give it a fresh, new look. The frames of the windows are to be painted red to give a chic finish to the house and to match the new red roof tiles.
The interior walls of the house are to be given a whitewash. The new sofa set we are going to buy would be black. Brightly colored cushions will be strewn all over the place to give the room a cheerful look.
The kitchen cabinets are to be removed and new cabinets fitted. An extension of the kitchen may also be a feasible idea, as it would allow my mother to do her cooking outside the main kitchen.
Although these renovations, that are being planned, will indeed beautify our home, they will not ensure our happiness. After all, it is the people who make a house a home, and not the furniture or the beauty of the house itself. A happy home is one that abounds in love.
Describe a period when you were hospitalized.
Topic: Describe a period when you were hospitalized.
Outline:
1. Describe how you broke your leg and had to be hospitalized.
2. Describe the ward, the food, the smell of disinfectants and medicines, the patients.
3. Describe how miserable you felt in hospital.
4. Describe how you felt when you were discharged.
I was out cycling one day when I fell off my bicycle and landed in a big drain. I was in excruciating pain and had to be sent to hospital in an ambulance.
My left leg was broken and it had to be placed in a cast and supported in a certain position. The doctor informed me that I would have to be in hospital for about two weeks. After that, I would have to use a wheelchair for about eight weeks until the bones had healed and would be able to support my weight.
The stay in hospital was terrible. I must admit that I was not a pleasant patient at all. Complaining about the food, the strong smell of disinfectant and the other noisy patients, I made life miserable for the nurses as well as for myself. I was placed in the children’s ward because of a shortage of space. The ward was a massive hall, fitted with countless beds placed close together. There were children sporting bandages, oxygen masks and tubes. Everyone looked as unhappy as I was.
This period in hospital was a nightmare for me. I felt like a piece of furniture in the ward, not being able to move about much. The nights were the most as I could hardly sleep. There was always some commotion in the ward.
My parents, friends and relatives visited me almost every day. They tried to cheer me up but I was feeling too sorry for myself to pay any heed to them. The day I was discharged from hospital was a day of great rejoicing. I actually felt as if I was being released from prison.
I spent the following eight weeks at home, confined to a wheelchair. Fortunately, with the television, video tapes, books and good food provided by my mother, I was reasonably occupied. Anything was much better than staying in hospital, as even when I did feel bored and sorry for myself, I did not complain.
Outline:
1. Describe how you broke your leg and had to be hospitalized.
2. Describe the ward, the food, the smell of disinfectants and medicines, the patients.
3. Describe how miserable you felt in hospital.
4. Describe how you felt when you were discharged.
I was out cycling one day when I fell off my bicycle and landed in a big drain. I was in excruciating pain and had to be sent to hospital in an ambulance.
My left leg was broken and it had to be placed in a cast and supported in a certain position. The doctor informed me that I would have to be in hospital for about two weeks. After that, I would have to use a wheelchair for about eight weeks until the bones had healed and would be able to support my weight.
The stay in hospital was terrible. I must admit that I was not a pleasant patient at all. Complaining about the food, the strong smell of disinfectant and the other noisy patients, I made life miserable for the nurses as well as for myself. I was placed in the children’s ward because of a shortage of space. The ward was a massive hall, fitted with countless beds placed close together. There were children sporting bandages, oxygen masks and tubes. Everyone looked as unhappy as I was.
This period in hospital was a nightmare for me. I felt like a piece of furniture in the ward, not being able to move about much. The nights were the most as I could hardly sleep. There was always some commotion in the ward.
My parents, friends and relatives visited me almost every day. They tried to cheer me up but I was feeling too sorry for myself to pay any heed to them. The day I was discharged from hospital was a day of great rejoicing. I actually felt as if I was being released from prison.
I spent the following eight weeks at home, confined to a wheelchair. Fortunately, with the television, video tapes, books and good food provided by my mother, I was reasonably occupied. Anything was much better than staying in hospital, as even when I did feel bored and sorry for myself, I did not complain.
Describe your perfect holiday
Topic: Describe your perfect holiday
Outline:
1. Describe the country you went and the places of interest you visited.
2. Describe how you got to know more about the life of the people there.
3. Describe how you felt when you had to leave the place.
Last year, my family and I spent one whole week in Sri Lanka which was once known as “The Paradise of the East”. It turned out to be the best holiday we had ever had.
Our flight on Singapore Airlines was uneventful. The stewardess managed to distract us with food, duty-free goods and their pretty smiles. As we approached Sri Lanka, I was enchanted by what I saw of the awesome mountains and thousands of coconut trees.
The journey to the hotel in Colombo was interesting though humpy. The driver had to contend not only with the other vehicles but also with the unpredictable dogs, cats, cows and pedestrians. We toured various places of historical and cultural interest. The “Sigiriya Rock”, the home of an ancient king, fascinated me the most. The king had defended his realm from the Rock which was in the shape of a lion. The shaky stairs leading to the castle ruins on top of the rock were not easy to climb. However, the preserved frescoes of beautiful maidens made the climb worthwhile.
The south-western coast of the island is lined with beautiful, white, sun-soaked beaches. The sea was a deep sapphire color, sparkling under the sun on the day of our visit. There were few tourists around and so the beaches were practically deserted.
Most people on the island speak English well. From them, we had an insight of the lives of the local people. I made friends with a teenaged boy called Siri who took me to his village. There, he introduced me to his large family and we played their local games. Form dinner, I was served rice and vegetables grown on their own plot of land. It was much more delicious than the hotel food we had been served. The week passed b too quickly. I was sorry to leave the island which had lived up to its name: “The Paradise of the East.”
Outline:
1. Describe the country you went and the places of interest you visited.
2. Describe how you got to know more about the life of the people there.
3. Describe how you felt when you had to leave the place.
Last year, my family and I spent one whole week in Sri Lanka which was once known as “The Paradise of the East”. It turned out to be the best holiday we had ever had.
Our flight on Singapore Airlines was uneventful. The stewardess managed to distract us with food, duty-free goods and their pretty smiles. As we approached Sri Lanka, I was enchanted by what I saw of the awesome mountains and thousands of coconut trees.
The journey to the hotel in Colombo was interesting though humpy. The driver had to contend not only with the other vehicles but also with the unpredictable dogs, cats, cows and pedestrians. We toured various places of historical and cultural interest. The “Sigiriya Rock”, the home of an ancient king, fascinated me the most. The king had defended his realm from the Rock which was in the shape of a lion. The shaky stairs leading to the castle ruins on top of the rock were not easy to climb. However, the preserved frescoes of beautiful maidens made the climb worthwhile.
The south-western coast of the island is lined with beautiful, white, sun-soaked beaches. The sea was a deep sapphire color, sparkling under the sun on the day of our visit. There were few tourists around and so the beaches were practically deserted.
Most people on the island speak English well. From them, we had an insight of the lives of the local people. I made friends with a teenaged boy called Siri who took me to his village. There, he introduced me to his large family and we played their local games. Form dinner, I was served rice and vegetables grown on their own plot of land. It was much more delicious than the hotel food we had been served. The week passed b too quickly. I was sorry to leave the island which had lived up to its name: “The Paradise of the East.”
Monday 12 April 2010
Describe a person whom you like
Topic: Describe a person whom you like
Outline:
1. Describe your first impression of the new teacher.
2. Describe the person’s character and give examples which show these characteristics.
3. Explain how popular he is among the other students.
Recently, a new teacher came to our school. On the first day he was to teach us, he did not walk into our classroom; he fell into it! He managed to pick himself and his books up quickly, shuffled his feet and introduced himself.
Mr. Trung is a genius in mathematics. Unfortunately,, he can never do normal things properly such as taking the right bus to school and remembering not to fall into the classroom. He likes to read detective novels and his analytical mind helps him to solve the crime before he is half-way through the book. He can never resist the temptation of revealing the solution to us and that of course makes us lose interest in the book immediately.
Despite his awkwardness, what endears Mr. Trung to me is his unaffected nature. He does not speak in a pompous voice as does our discipline teacher. When we approach him with our personal problems, he does not preach to us. Rather, he discusses the options and gives us his sound opinions.
There are some teachers who do not seem to like Mr. Trung. One of them once told us in class that Mr. Trung had “no style” and “no method” in the way teaches. The person concerned was very surprised when the whole class violently disagreed with him. Mr. Trung most certainly shows enthusiasm in teaching and more than that, his sincere concern for us make us even more willing to learn.
Though Mr. Trung may not be the best teacher in the world, he certainly is my favorite teacher as well as a good friend. In my opinion, none of the other teachers in my school measures up to him.
Outline:
1. Describe your first impression of the new teacher.
2. Describe the person’s character and give examples which show these characteristics.
3. Explain how popular he is among the other students.
Recently, a new teacher came to our school. On the first day he was to teach us, he did not walk into our classroom; he fell into it! He managed to pick himself and his books up quickly, shuffled his feet and introduced himself.
Mr. Trung is a genius in mathematics. Unfortunately,, he can never do normal things properly such as taking the right bus to school and remembering not to fall into the classroom. He likes to read detective novels and his analytical mind helps him to solve the crime before he is half-way through the book. He can never resist the temptation of revealing the solution to us and that of course makes us lose interest in the book immediately.
Despite his awkwardness, what endears Mr. Trung to me is his unaffected nature. He does not speak in a pompous voice as does our discipline teacher. When we approach him with our personal problems, he does not preach to us. Rather, he discusses the options and gives us his sound opinions.
There are some teachers who do not seem to like Mr. Trung. One of them once told us in class that Mr. Trung had “no style” and “no method” in the way teaches. The person concerned was very surprised when the whole class violently disagreed with him. Mr. Trung most certainly shows enthusiasm in teaching and more than that, his sincere concern for us make us even more willing to learn.
Though Mr. Trung may not be the best teacher in the world, he certainly is my favorite teacher as well as a good friend. In my opinion, none of the other teachers in my school measures up to him.
Describe what you think your life will be in another two decades
Topic: Describe what you think your life will be in another two decades
Outline:
1. Describe what career you will be pursuing in twenty years’ time.
2. Describe your family life then.
3. Describe your hobbies then.
4. Describe how you are working towards that life now.
Two decades from now, I will be thirty-four years old. Wow! Almost middle-aged! While painting a mental picture of my life then, I shall endeavor to make it a happy one. Hopefully, all skin problems will have cleared up by then and I will have the clear, smooth complexion that I yearn for.
I will try to follow my father’s foot steeps and become a famous criminal lawyer. I will demand high fees from my clients, but I will only help those who tell me the truth. I will definitely not defend a criminal, however much he offers me to do so.
By that age, I will be married to my childhood sweetheart. She is presently my neighbor, Diana. She is kind, witty and loving. She will, hopefully, be a lawyer too, and we will discuss our cases and advise each other. Together, we will build ourselves a nice comfortable bungalow in an exclusive residential area.
We will take pride in our home and decorate the interior with ornaments that we will collect during our travels around the world. As I am their eldest son, my parents will of course live with me. By that time, my father will have retired and will be happy to sit back and entertain his grandchildren.
I will have two children by that time. They will be well brought up and intelligent. A maid will be hired to look after them, but my wife and I will spend as much time as possible with them.
With all the material comforts, a happy family and a successful career, I will also have time to pursue my favorite hobby, sailing.
It would be wonderful if this were to come true. However, I will be satisfied with less so long as I am happy.
Outline:
1. Describe what career you will be pursuing in twenty years’ time.
2. Describe your family life then.
3. Describe your hobbies then.
4. Describe how you are working towards that life now.
Two decades from now, I will be thirty-four years old. Wow! Almost middle-aged! While painting a mental picture of my life then, I shall endeavor to make it a happy one. Hopefully, all skin problems will have cleared up by then and I will have the clear, smooth complexion that I yearn for.
I will try to follow my father’s foot steeps and become a famous criminal lawyer. I will demand high fees from my clients, but I will only help those who tell me the truth. I will definitely not defend a criminal, however much he offers me to do so.
By that age, I will be married to my childhood sweetheart. She is presently my neighbor, Diana. She is kind, witty and loving. She will, hopefully, be a lawyer too, and we will discuss our cases and advise each other. Together, we will build ourselves a nice comfortable bungalow in an exclusive residential area.
We will take pride in our home and decorate the interior with ornaments that we will collect during our travels around the world. As I am their eldest son, my parents will of course live with me. By that time, my father will have retired and will be happy to sit back and entertain his grandchildren.
I will have two children by that time. They will be well brought up and intelligent. A maid will be hired to look after them, but my wife and I will spend as much time as possible with them.
With all the material comforts, a happy family and a successful career, I will also have time to pursue my favorite hobby, sailing.
It would be wonderful if this were to come true. However, I will be satisfied with less so long as I am happy.
Describe how you like living in a multiracial society.
Topic: Describe how you like living in a multiracial society.
Outline:
1. Describe how you feel proud of your nationality
2. Describe how your family gets along with your neighbors of different races.
3. Describe how you join in festivals of other races.
4. Briefly conclude that you think it is interesting living in a multi-racial society
I consider myself fortunate to be born in Singapore. Though the people are of diverse back-grounds, cultures and religions, they live in harmony. It makes me proud to be a Singaporean.
Our neighbors are of all races. When they visit us, they would bring their children along and we would have a gag time together. There may be quarrels between us, but they are little quarrels and they have nothing to do with our races.
From my Malay and Indian neighbors, I have leant a lot about their cultures and religions. On their festive occasions, I am always invited to join in their celebrations. Recently, I had a good feast at the home of a Malay neighbor on Hari Raya Puasa. Similarly, my home is open to all during our Vietnamese festivals.
In school too, I get to mingle with students from every race and religion. We learn to understand our different ways of thinking and our different backgrounds. It is fun to learn one another’s different habits and religious practices. It also helps me to be more sensitive to other people’s habits and practices.
My parents have always encouraged us to learn the languages of our neighbors. Fortunately, I have a talent for this. I have picked up enough Malay and Tamil to converse with my friends of those two races.
I sincerely believe that it is more interesting to live in a multi-racial society than in one where there is only one predominant race, as is the case in many other countries.
Outline:
1. Describe how you feel proud of your nationality
2. Describe how your family gets along with your neighbors of different races.
3. Describe how you join in festivals of other races.
4. Briefly conclude that you think it is interesting living in a multi-racial society
I consider myself fortunate to be born in Singapore. Though the people are of diverse back-grounds, cultures and religions, they live in harmony. It makes me proud to be a Singaporean.
Our neighbors are of all races. When they visit us, they would bring their children along and we would have a gag time together. There may be quarrels between us, but they are little quarrels and they have nothing to do with our races.
From my Malay and Indian neighbors, I have leant a lot about their cultures and religions. On their festive occasions, I am always invited to join in their celebrations. Recently, I had a good feast at the home of a Malay neighbor on Hari Raya Puasa. Similarly, my home is open to all during our Vietnamese festivals.
In school too, I get to mingle with students from every race and religion. We learn to understand our different ways of thinking and our different backgrounds. It is fun to learn one another’s different habits and religious practices. It also helps me to be more sensitive to other people’s habits and practices.
My parents have always encouraged us to learn the languages of our neighbors. Fortunately, I have a talent for this. I have picked up enough Malay and Tamil to converse with my friends of those two races.
I sincerely believe that it is more interesting to live in a multi-racial society than in one where there is only one predominant race, as is the case in many other countries.
Sunday 11 April 2010
Describe an accident where you were an eye-witness.
Topic: Describe an accident where you were an eye-witness.
Outline:
1. Describe where the accident took place.
2. Describe what you saw.
3. Describe how you tried to help.
4. Describe how the firemen came to help.
5. Briefly explain why accident happened.
Last Wednesday, my mother wanted me to take some documents to my father at his office in a warehouse.
I took a bus there and went into the warehouse. The scene at the warehouse was familiar. The huge trucks carrying the containers from the shipyard were queuing up to unload their goods. Wholesalers and retailers were in another corner collecting their consignments.
As I walked towards Father’s office, I heard a loud explosion just about forty meters from me. The ground gave a slight tremor and a gust of hot air came rushing out from that direction. I could see fire bursting out of a container. For a while, I was too stunned to move. When I recovered, I sprinted towards the container to see if I could help. Two workers near the container were struggling to extinguish the fire with their clothes. Thinking quickly, I used the sacks on the ground to beat out the fire. The workers saw what I was doing and followed suit.
One of the workers suddenly pointed to a corner of the burnt container. To our horror, we saw a worker lying there. At this moment, the fire brigade arrived. The injured worker was sent to hospital immediately.
A crowd had gathered by then. The efficiency of the firemen was impressive. The fire was extinguished within half an hour. The container had melted and was as black as charcoal.
Upon investigation, the police found some explosives in the container. The workers had triggered the explosives when they lifted the carton. Father told me that several threats had been made on these shipments. However, nobody had taken serious notice of these threats. As I was an eye–witness to the accident, the police took a statement from me. They also told me that I would be required to give evidence during the court hearing. The whole incident was indeed an adventure for me.
Outline:
1. Describe where the accident took place.
2. Describe what you saw.
3. Describe how you tried to help.
4. Describe how the firemen came to help.
5. Briefly explain why accident happened.
Last Wednesday, my mother wanted me to take some documents to my father at his office in a warehouse.
I took a bus there and went into the warehouse. The scene at the warehouse was familiar. The huge trucks carrying the containers from the shipyard were queuing up to unload their goods. Wholesalers and retailers were in another corner collecting their consignments.
As I walked towards Father’s office, I heard a loud explosion just about forty meters from me. The ground gave a slight tremor and a gust of hot air came rushing out from that direction. I could see fire bursting out of a container. For a while, I was too stunned to move. When I recovered, I sprinted towards the container to see if I could help. Two workers near the container were struggling to extinguish the fire with their clothes. Thinking quickly, I used the sacks on the ground to beat out the fire. The workers saw what I was doing and followed suit.
One of the workers suddenly pointed to a corner of the burnt container. To our horror, we saw a worker lying there. At this moment, the fire brigade arrived. The injured worker was sent to hospital immediately.
A crowd had gathered by then. The efficiency of the firemen was impressive. The fire was extinguished within half an hour. The container had melted and was as black as charcoal.
Upon investigation, the police found some explosives in the container. The workers had triggered the explosives when they lifted the carton. Father told me that several threats had been made on these shipments. However, nobody had taken serious notice of these threats. As I was an eye–witness to the accident, the police took a statement from me. They also told me that I would be required to give evidence during the court hearing. The whole incident was indeed an adventure for me.
Describe an interesting house you have visited.
Topic: Describe an interesting house you have visited.
Outline:
1. Talk about the home you visited – whose house it is and where it is.
2. Describe in detail the surroundings of the house and the interior decoration of the house.
3. Describe what made the house interesting.
A few years ago, my family and I went camping in the Spottis Isles. We chose to camp out on an island owned by an artist because of the many attractions there, like the coral reefs and the wildlife. Little did we realize that one of the most interesting attractions would be the artist’s home itself. To our delight, we discovered that the artist’s house was built on the top of four guava trees. The walls were made of bamboo and the roof was lined with coconut palms. Shrubs and flowers hung from the roof.
Under the house was a well, a vegetable garden and many fruit trees heavily laden with fruits. When we heard that we were invited to the house for dinner, we were thrilled. We had to climb a narrow ladder to reach the entrance where we were greeted by the artist himself. The house was lit by oil lamps which gave it a cozy look. The place was filled with indoor plants. The pictures and the art work on the walls were painted or made by the artist himself. All the furniture was hand-made too.
His quaint little kitchen was lined with cabinets made of unpolished wood. He usually does his cooking in the open air where he builds a small camp-fire.
The artist used the house during the months of May and June every year, to get away from the noise and pollution of our modern world. Being on the island, he could really enjoy nature. Modern appliances were distinctly absent in his house. Only the rustle of leaves, the calls of wild animals and the splashing of waves on the beach could be heard.
It was the most interesting house I have ever visited. I wish I could own such an ideal house myself in the future.
Outline:
1. Talk about the home you visited – whose house it is and where it is.
2. Describe in detail the surroundings of the house and the interior decoration of the house.
3. Describe what made the house interesting.
A few years ago, my family and I went camping in the Spottis Isles. We chose to camp out on an island owned by an artist because of the many attractions there, like the coral reefs and the wildlife. Little did we realize that one of the most interesting attractions would be the artist’s home itself. To our delight, we discovered that the artist’s house was built on the top of four guava trees. The walls were made of bamboo and the roof was lined with coconut palms. Shrubs and flowers hung from the roof.
Under the house was a well, a vegetable garden and many fruit trees heavily laden with fruits. When we heard that we were invited to the house for dinner, we were thrilled. We had to climb a narrow ladder to reach the entrance where we were greeted by the artist himself. The house was lit by oil lamps which gave it a cozy look. The place was filled with indoor plants. The pictures and the art work on the walls were painted or made by the artist himself. All the furniture was hand-made too.
His quaint little kitchen was lined with cabinets made of unpolished wood. He usually does his cooking in the open air where he builds a small camp-fire.
The artist used the house during the months of May and June every year, to get away from the noise and pollution of our modern world. Being on the island, he could really enjoy nature. Modern appliances were distinctly absent in his house. Only the rustle of leaves, the calls of wild animals and the splashing of waves on the beach could be heard.
It was the most interesting house I have ever visited. I wish I could own such an ideal house myself in the future.
Describe your extra-curricular activities.
Topic: Describe your extra-curricular activities.
Outline:
1. Talk about the different kinds of extra-curricular activities you are involved in.
2. Describe your training in the National Police Corps.
3. Describe what you do in the choir.
4. Describe some of the achievements you have made in the activities.
5. Describe what your parents and you think of the importance of extra-curricular activities.
Going to a secondary school was a thrill. Not only was I introduced to an array of new academic subjects, there were also many extra-curricular activities which I could participate in. I submitted an application to join the National Police Corps. The selection week was a tense period. The joy that I felt when I was chosen is inexpressible.
I still remember the excitement of collecting our brand new uniforms and shoes from the Police Academy. Even more, there was the pride in our hearts as we marched in the parade grounds with starched uniforms and polished shoes. Weekly, we assembled for drill practice, rifle-shooting and theory classes. The comradeship in my unit is remarkable. This spirit has won us the reputation of being the best unit in the school’s history.
Camping during the school holidays is a regular activity of the cadets. Pitching our own tents, cooking from tin cans and hiking in the jungle infested with mosquitoes are parts of the learning process. These camps, lacking in all basic amenities, are always exhausting. However, I carry fond memories of staying up the whole night chatting away with my pals.
Besides being the National Police Corps cadet, I have also joined the school choir. Our teacher-in-charge, Miss Won, is a demanding conductor. Under her guidance, our school choir has won recognition in many singing competitions and festivals. Our rendition of catchy old American hits, our attractive costumes and choreography were well received during our performance at various ASEAN countries through the cultural-exchange programs planned by them.
I look forward to my weekly extra-curricular activities. My parents, unfortunately, think that I should be spending more time on my studies instead. I totally disagree with this view. I feel that extra-curricular activities encourage the growth of an individual and that they should not be placed secondary to academic subjects.
Outline:
1. Talk about the different kinds of extra-curricular activities you are involved in.
2. Describe your training in the National Police Corps.
3. Describe what you do in the choir.
4. Describe some of the achievements you have made in the activities.
5. Describe what your parents and you think of the importance of extra-curricular activities.
Going to a secondary school was a thrill. Not only was I introduced to an array of new academic subjects, there were also many extra-curricular activities which I could participate in. I submitted an application to join the National Police Corps. The selection week was a tense period. The joy that I felt when I was chosen is inexpressible.
I still remember the excitement of collecting our brand new uniforms and shoes from the Police Academy. Even more, there was the pride in our hearts as we marched in the parade grounds with starched uniforms and polished shoes. Weekly, we assembled for drill practice, rifle-shooting and theory classes. The comradeship in my unit is remarkable. This spirit has won us the reputation of being the best unit in the school’s history.
Camping during the school holidays is a regular activity of the cadets. Pitching our own tents, cooking from tin cans and hiking in the jungle infested with mosquitoes are parts of the learning process. These camps, lacking in all basic amenities, are always exhausting. However, I carry fond memories of staying up the whole night chatting away with my pals.
Besides being the National Police Corps cadet, I have also joined the school choir. Our teacher-in-charge, Miss Won, is a demanding conductor. Under her guidance, our school choir has won recognition in many singing competitions and festivals. Our rendition of catchy old American hits, our attractive costumes and choreography were well received during our performance at various ASEAN countries through the cultural-exchange programs planned by them.
I look forward to my weekly extra-curricular activities. My parents, unfortunately, think that I should be spending more time on my studies instead. I totally disagree with this view. I feel that extra-curricular activities encourage the growth of an individual and that they should not be placed secondary to academic subjects.
You were in the organizing committee for the school funfair
Topic: You were in the organizing committee for the school funfair – Describe the experience.
Outline:
1. Describe the organizing committee you were serving in.
2. Describe the meetings and the other committee members.
3. Describe the problems faced in the meetings.
4. Describe how the committee was divided into smaller groups to solve the problems.
The tradition in my school is to have a funfair in the middle of each academic year. Every year, a representative from each secondary two class will be nominated to be in the organizing committee. To my surprise, I was selected to represent my class. The meetings began about six months before the actual event. The person who was selected as the Chairman of the organizing committee, turned out to be the school’s top student. Unfortunately, she lacked leadership qualities. She was unable to control the meetings. Almost every committee member had her own ideas, thoughts and opinions and not one person was willing to compromise. Each insisted upon her own ideas being implemented. Several meetings took place and much the same happened. As the weeks passed, little progress was made. Some of the members blatantly criticized the others’ ideas. The meetings were a time of utter chaos and were wholly unconstructive.
When a presentation was made of our proposals to our principal, she was quite impressed with the number of ideas but she was displeased that we had left the decision of which idea to implement to her. She refused to get involved and insisted that we come up with the solution ourselves.
Someone finally suggested that we split the organizing committee into several groups and each group be in charge of a certain area. Therefore, three groups of four people were formed, to take charge of the food, decorations and the ticket sale. It was much easier now to work together. Compromises were reached, and each group came up with brilliant ideas for its specialized area.
The School Funfair finally turned out to be a great success. I certainly have realized the importance of compromise in group work.
Outline:
1. Describe the organizing committee you were serving in.
2. Describe the meetings and the other committee members.
3. Describe the problems faced in the meetings.
4. Describe how the committee was divided into smaller groups to solve the problems.
The tradition in my school is to have a funfair in the middle of each academic year. Every year, a representative from each secondary two class will be nominated to be in the organizing committee. To my surprise, I was selected to represent my class. The meetings began about six months before the actual event. The person who was selected as the Chairman of the organizing committee, turned out to be the school’s top student. Unfortunately, she lacked leadership qualities. She was unable to control the meetings. Almost every committee member had her own ideas, thoughts and opinions and not one person was willing to compromise. Each insisted upon her own ideas being implemented. Several meetings took place and much the same happened. As the weeks passed, little progress was made. Some of the members blatantly criticized the others’ ideas. The meetings were a time of utter chaos and were wholly unconstructive.
When a presentation was made of our proposals to our principal, she was quite impressed with the number of ideas but she was displeased that we had left the decision of which idea to implement to her. She refused to get involved and insisted that we come up with the solution ourselves.
Someone finally suggested that we split the organizing committee into several groups and each group be in charge of a certain area. Therefore, three groups of four people were formed, to take charge of the food, decorations and the ticket sale. It was much easier now to work together. Compromises were reached, and each group came up with brilliant ideas for its specialized area.
The School Funfair finally turned out to be a great success. I certainly have realized the importance of compromise in group work.
What is the exam fever all about?
What is the exam fever all about?
Outline:
1. Explain what exam fever is.
2. Describe how teachers and parents too are affected during the exam period.
3. Describe how students give up going out and stay at home to study.
4. Describe how students lose their appetite and look tired before the exams.
5. Describe how students think of enjoying their holidays in the midst of the exams.
Year after year, we are geared up for exams. Usually, daily lessons focus on topics which are to be tested in the exams. The importance of results is emphasized, and a good performance in exams is rewarded not only by the school, but also by the parents. So much energy and effort are directed towards exams that the term “exam fever” is used to describe the mood when exams are around the corner.
Exam fever gets worse as the exams approach. Even teachers and parents are caught up in the exam fever. Teachers have to set papers and worry about whether they have taught their students well. The school office is out of bounds to students as teachers type and print the exam questions. Parents start buying all kinds of guide books for their children. Some also sit up with them as they study. Students, of course, are the worst hit. All extra-curricular activities and outings are terminated. Every day is occupied in mugging up subjects for the dreaded exams. They listen carefully to their teachers, hoping to catch some tips about the exam questions. As subjects are revised, they hope to make sense of topics they have never understood so far.
At home, coffee is brewed all night long. Many students struggle through those lonely nights, trying to cram in facts in one night, which were supposed to have been learned throughout the year. As the exams draw even closer, some students suffer from a loss of appetite. They go around with glazed eyes and dark rings under their eyes. Pimples also start breaking out on the faces of these pressurized youths.
During this time, students also try to release their tension by dreaming about what they would do during the holidays. Absurd plans are made in their minds which are, of course, seldom carried out. However, it is these dreams that see them through this period of extreme stress, and help them to face their exams with greater courage and calmness.
Outline:
1. Explain what exam fever is.
2. Describe how teachers and parents too are affected during the exam period.
3. Describe how students give up going out and stay at home to study.
4. Describe how students lose their appetite and look tired before the exams.
5. Describe how students think of enjoying their holidays in the midst of the exams.
Year after year, we are geared up for exams. Usually, daily lessons focus on topics which are to be tested in the exams. The importance of results is emphasized, and a good performance in exams is rewarded not only by the school, but also by the parents. So much energy and effort are directed towards exams that the term “exam fever” is used to describe the mood when exams are around the corner.
Exam fever gets worse as the exams approach. Even teachers and parents are caught up in the exam fever. Teachers have to set papers and worry about whether they have taught their students well. The school office is out of bounds to students as teachers type and print the exam questions. Parents start buying all kinds of guide books for their children. Some also sit up with them as they study. Students, of course, are the worst hit. All extra-curricular activities and outings are terminated. Every day is occupied in mugging up subjects for the dreaded exams. They listen carefully to their teachers, hoping to catch some tips about the exam questions. As subjects are revised, they hope to make sense of topics they have never understood so far.
At home, coffee is brewed all night long. Many students struggle through those lonely nights, trying to cram in facts in one night, which were supposed to have been learned throughout the year. As the exams draw even closer, some students suffer from a loss of appetite. They go around with glazed eyes and dark rings under their eyes. Pimples also start breaking out on the faces of these pressurized youths.
During this time, students also try to release their tension by dreaming about what they would do during the holidays. Absurd plans are made in their minds which are, of course, seldom carried out. However, it is these dreams that see them through this period of extreme stress, and help them to face their exams with greater courage and calmness.
Tuesday 6 April 2010
Describe a perfect world
Describe a perfect world
Outline:
1. Describe the problems in the actual world.
2. Describe how such problems would not exist in a perfect world.
3. Describe the people in a perfect world.
4. Describe what living in a perfect world would be like.
Everyday when we read the newspaper, we see the problems of the world highlighted – the Gulf War, civil wars, starvation, violence and the destruction of the environment. All these seem to be the order of this world. In my opinion, the source of all these problems is the people and not the world. It is the people who shape the world and have made it what it is today. In a perfect world, the people need not be totally perfect. They may still be jealous and greedy. However, so long as the people do not allow their baser emotions to override their higher principles, there would be no deliberate destruction of another person’s happiness.
As a result, wars would be non-existent. Conflicts and confrontations would serve only as a step to improvement, and not used as an instrument to gain power. Cooperation would reign in the end.
In a perfect world, the people would not only refrain from hurting other people, they would also strive to do good things. No one should be contented unless he can be sure that his neighbor is enjoying the same comforts that he is. Therefore, the resources abundant in one country would be shared with others.
The need for policemen would not be necessary. If people are not selfless and can rely on one another’s good character, there will be no violence.
The sad truth is that it is man who is destroying our planet. Man is filled with greed, selfishness and violence. Hopefully, one day people will collectively come to their senses and make a conscious effort to clean up the mess they have made so far.
Outline:
1. Describe the problems in the actual world.
2. Describe how such problems would not exist in a perfect world.
3. Describe the people in a perfect world.
4. Describe what living in a perfect world would be like.
Everyday when we read the newspaper, we see the problems of the world highlighted – the Gulf War, civil wars, starvation, violence and the destruction of the environment. All these seem to be the order of this world. In my opinion, the source of all these problems is the people and not the world. It is the people who shape the world and have made it what it is today. In a perfect world, the people need not be totally perfect. They may still be jealous and greedy. However, so long as the people do not allow their baser emotions to override their higher principles, there would be no deliberate destruction of another person’s happiness.
As a result, wars would be non-existent. Conflicts and confrontations would serve only as a step to improvement, and not used as an instrument to gain power. Cooperation would reign in the end.
In a perfect world, the people would not only refrain from hurting other people, they would also strive to do good things. No one should be contented unless he can be sure that his neighbor is enjoying the same comforts that he is. Therefore, the resources abundant in one country would be shared with others.
The need for policemen would not be necessary. If people are not selfless and can rely on one another’s good character, there will be no violence.
The sad truth is that it is man who is destroying our planet. Man is filled with greed, selfishness and violence. Hopefully, one day people will collectively come to their senses and make a conscious effort to clean up the mess they have made so far.
Narrate an embarrassing incident in your life
Topic: Narrate an embarrassing incident in your life
Outline:
1. Describe how your friend and you saw a handsome boy reading an article in a bookshop on how to date girls.
2. Describe what your friend and you thought when the boy approached you.
3. Describe what the boy said and did and how you reacted.
4. Describe how you found out that the boy was merely trying to tell you that you had forgotten to zip up your jeans.
5. Briefly conclude how you felt.
Whenever my best friend, Susan, says “it’s to your benefit,” I will blush. Both of us will never forget the embarrassing but amusing incident that happened last month.
Susan and I were browsing through some magazines at a bookshop. A short distance away was a handsome boy. He seemed to be engrossed in a magazine. As Susan walked past him to get a magazine, she saw the article that he was reading. When she came back to my side, she whispered, “Guess what, that handsome boy over there is reading an article on how to date girls.”
I chuckled with amusement and the boy looked up. We immediately bent our heads over a magazine and pretended to be laughing at a picture there. Instead of returning to the interesting article in his magazine, the boy took out a piece of paper and pencil and scribbled something on the paper. We almost burst out with laughter, thinking that he was taking down notes on how to date girls.
Out of the corner of our eyes, we saw the boy approaching us with the piece of paper. Susan nudged me and whispered, “He’s going to apply what he has just read.”
The boy came right up to us. Holding out the folded piece of paper, he said awkwardly to me, “Please… read this.”
Susan gave me a knowing look. I put my hands behind my back and shook my head. The poor boy turned red in the face. He tried to press the paper into my hand and said, “Please take it. It’s… it’s to your benefit.”
So saying, the boy walked away quickly. Susan took the piece of paper from my hands and read it to me: “Miss, you have forgotten to zip up your jeans!”
Both of us looked at my jeans at once. Sure enough, what he had written was true. I blushed and hastily zipped my jeans. What an embarrassing incident it was.
Outline:
1. Describe how your friend and you saw a handsome boy reading an article in a bookshop on how to date girls.
2. Describe what your friend and you thought when the boy approached you.
3. Describe what the boy said and did and how you reacted.
4. Describe how you found out that the boy was merely trying to tell you that you had forgotten to zip up your jeans.
5. Briefly conclude how you felt.
Whenever my best friend, Susan, says “it’s to your benefit,” I will blush. Both of us will never forget the embarrassing but amusing incident that happened last month.
Susan and I were browsing through some magazines at a bookshop. A short distance away was a handsome boy. He seemed to be engrossed in a magazine. As Susan walked past him to get a magazine, she saw the article that he was reading. When she came back to my side, she whispered, “Guess what, that handsome boy over there is reading an article on how to date girls.”
I chuckled with amusement and the boy looked up. We immediately bent our heads over a magazine and pretended to be laughing at a picture there. Instead of returning to the interesting article in his magazine, the boy took out a piece of paper and pencil and scribbled something on the paper. We almost burst out with laughter, thinking that he was taking down notes on how to date girls.
Out of the corner of our eyes, we saw the boy approaching us with the piece of paper. Susan nudged me and whispered, “He’s going to apply what he has just read.”
The boy came right up to us. Holding out the folded piece of paper, he said awkwardly to me, “Please… read this.”
Susan gave me a knowing look. I put my hands behind my back and shook my head. The poor boy turned red in the face. He tried to press the paper into my hand and said, “Please take it. It’s… it’s to your benefit.”
So saying, the boy walked away quickly. Susan took the piece of paper from my hands and read it to me: “Miss, you have forgotten to zip up your jeans!”
Both of us looked at my jeans at once. Sure enough, what he had written was true. I blushed and hastily zipped my jeans. What an embarrassing incident it was.
Write a story with title “A spoilt child”
Topic: Write a story with title “A spoilt child”.
Outline:
1. Describe how guilty you felt as you recalled the events leading to your father’s death.
2. Describe the changes from a life of luxury to your present middle-class life.
3. Describe your refusal to accept these changes and the selfish methods you adopted to get your way.
4. Describe how your father did something illegal in order to give in to your demands.
5. Describe how your father met with his death.
The cemetery was desolate and gloomy. As I knelt by the headstone, the guilt of causing my father’s death swept over me. A prosperous stock-broker, my father had ensured that I had everything that money could buy. Then, when the stock market crashed in October, my whole world was transformed from a paradise of wealth to a less luxurious one.
Our three-storey bungalow in Holland Village was sold and we shifted into a four-room flat in Hougang. Unlike our beautifully furnished home in Holland Village, this dwelling was simple. We were left with just enough money to live the life of an average, middle-class Singaporean family.
I refused to accept these drastic changes in our life, and would often throw violent tantrums whenever I wanted something that my father could not afford. My father, who loved me dearly, found ways and means to give me whatever I asked for.
The final straw came when I demanded a brand-new hi-fi set. When my father explained that it would be quite impossible for him to get it for me till after a few months, I stormed into my room in a rage. I refused to take my meals and refused to speak to my parents. My father immediately made up his mind to get the new hi-fi for me. Within a few weeks, a gleaming new hi-fi set stood in my room.
One night shortly afterwards, when we were all in bed, the doorbell rang. We were surprised to find two policemen there, with a warrant of arrest to my father. He had embezzled a large sum of his company’s funds. I stood dazed as my father walked out handcuffed. Just then, he broke loose from the officials’ grip and jumped over the parapet. He died instantly.
Although the court recorded a verdict of suicide, I knew that it was I, with my unreasonably selfish demands, who had pushed him to his death. As I stood over his grave, I realized too late what a horribly spoilt child I had been. I have, since then, resolved to be the most obedient and understanding child to my mother.
Outline:
1. Describe how guilty you felt as you recalled the events leading to your father’s death.
2. Describe the changes from a life of luxury to your present middle-class life.
3. Describe your refusal to accept these changes and the selfish methods you adopted to get your way.
4. Describe how your father did something illegal in order to give in to your demands.
5. Describe how your father met with his death.
The cemetery was desolate and gloomy. As I knelt by the headstone, the guilt of causing my father’s death swept over me. A prosperous stock-broker, my father had ensured that I had everything that money could buy. Then, when the stock market crashed in October, my whole world was transformed from a paradise of wealth to a less luxurious one.
Our three-storey bungalow in Holland Village was sold and we shifted into a four-room flat in Hougang. Unlike our beautifully furnished home in Holland Village, this dwelling was simple. We were left with just enough money to live the life of an average, middle-class Singaporean family.
I refused to accept these drastic changes in our life, and would often throw violent tantrums whenever I wanted something that my father could not afford. My father, who loved me dearly, found ways and means to give me whatever I asked for.
The final straw came when I demanded a brand-new hi-fi set. When my father explained that it would be quite impossible for him to get it for me till after a few months, I stormed into my room in a rage. I refused to take my meals and refused to speak to my parents. My father immediately made up his mind to get the new hi-fi for me. Within a few weeks, a gleaming new hi-fi set stood in my room.
One night shortly afterwards, when we were all in bed, the doorbell rang. We were surprised to find two policemen there, with a warrant of arrest to my father. He had embezzled a large sum of his company’s funds. I stood dazed as my father walked out handcuffed. Just then, he broke loose from the officials’ grip and jumped over the parapet. He died instantly.
Although the court recorded a verdict of suicide, I knew that it was I, with my unreasonably selfish demands, who had pushed him to his death. As I stood over his grave, I realized too late what a horribly spoilt child I had been. I have, since then, resolved to be the most obedient and understanding child to my mother.
Monday 5 April 2010
Write a story with title “A true friend”
Topic: Write a story with title “A true friend”
Outline:
1. Describe how you regained consciousness in hospital and tried to figure out what had happened.
2. Describe briefly the background of your friendship with Tuan Anh.
3. Describe in detail how you felt envious of your friend and pushed him roughly.
4. Describe how you found out that your friend had saved you.
5. Describe how you felt after the incident.
“What happened?” I could hear myself asking this question over and over again. As I slowly regained consciousness, I found myself in hospital. The past flashed through my mind. I realized with horror what must have happened.
Tuan Anh and I are the best of friends who have lived in the same neighborhood for fourteen years. In school, we have always joined the same sport-cross-country. The two of us never fail to jog every morning in the park. We especially like jogging along the path by the big river.
One fine morning, we went jogging by the river as usual. We were jogging slowly as we talked about the coming interschool cross-country competition. I said, “Phuc is bound to be one of the two chosen to represent our school. I wonder which one of us will be the other lucky person.”
Tuan Anh suddenly stopped jogging and looked uncomfortable. His voice faltered as he spoke: “Khang, I don’t want to keep it from you any longer. Mr. Lim has already told me that Phuc and I were chosen.”
My face dropped. All my wild dreams of being the inter-school cross-country champion were shattered. If only I had practiced more often, if only they wanted three to represent the school, if only… if only Tuan Anh were not such a good runner.
I was so overwhelmed with disappointment that when Tuan Anh came over to comfort me, I pushed him away roughly. He lost his balance and grabbed at me for support. We screamed as we both fell into the river. The next thing I remember was being in hospital. Friends and relatives who came to visit me later told me what they knew. Tuan Anh had saved me, risking his own life as he was not a strong swimmer. His knees were injured while to trying save me.
I felt exceedingly ashamed of myself. I had put Tuan Anh’s life in danger through my unreasonable, childish behavior. Yet, he had saved me. As a result of his knee injury, Tuan Anh would not be able to represent the school in the cross-country race. This made me feel worse than ever. I have, since that incident, resolved to make it all up to him in whatever way I can. I will try my best to be a true friend to him as he has been to me.
Outline:
1. Describe how you regained consciousness in hospital and tried to figure out what had happened.
2. Describe briefly the background of your friendship with Tuan Anh.
3. Describe in detail how you felt envious of your friend and pushed him roughly.
4. Describe how you found out that your friend had saved you.
5. Describe how you felt after the incident.
“What happened?” I could hear myself asking this question over and over again. As I slowly regained consciousness, I found myself in hospital. The past flashed through my mind. I realized with horror what must have happened.
Tuan Anh and I are the best of friends who have lived in the same neighborhood for fourteen years. In school, we have always joined the same sport-cross-country. The two of us never fail to jog every morning in the park. We especially like jogging along the path by the big river.
One fine morning, we went jogging by the river as usual. We were jogging slowly as we talked about the coming interschool cross-country competition. I said, “Phuc is bound to be one of the two chosen to represent our school. I wonder which one of us will be the other lucky person.”
Tuan Anh suddenly stopped jogging and looked uncomfortable. His voice faltered as he spoke: “Khang, I don’t want to keep it from you any longer. Mr. Lim has already told me that Phuc and I were chosen.”
My face dropped. All my wild dreams of being the inter-school cross-country champion were shattered. If only I had practiced more often, if only they wanted three to represent the school, if only… if only Tuan Anh were not such a good runner.
I was so overwhelmed with disappointment that when Tuan Anh came over to comfort me, I pushed him away roughly. He lost his balance and grabbed at me for support. We screamed as we both fell into the river. The next thing I remember was being in hospital. Friends and relatives who came to visit me later told me what they knew. Tuan Anh had saved me, risking his own life as he was not a strong swimmer. His knees were injured while to trying save me.
I felt exceedingly ashamed of myself. I had put Tuan Anh’s life in danger through my unreasonable, childish behavior. Yet, he had saved me. As a result of his knee injury, Tuan Anh would not be able to represent the school in the cross-country race. This made me feel worse than ever. I have, since that incident, resolved to make it all up to him in whatever way I can. I will try my best to be a true friend to him as he has been to me.
Write a story with the title “My unlucky day”
Topic: Write a story with the title “My unlucky day”
Outline:
1. Describe the day of the football match.
2. Describe how you felt before the match started.
3. Describe the unpleasant incident which took place before the game started.
4. Describe how you messed up the game.
5. Describe what happened after the game.
The sun was shining brightly and the birds were chirping merrily. Little did I realize that would turn out to be such an unlucky day for me.
I reached school bright and early that day, for I had been chosen to play in the important football match against another school. I hopped excitedly from one foot to the other. I would hardly wait for the match to begin. Suddenly, I slipped and fell into the drain at the edge of the field. I was not hurt but I smelt awful. I was also terribly embarrassed, for I knew that the girls were watching me. I was even more horrified to see my elder sister running across the field towards me. She made a great fuss over me. My team-mates stood by, looking on with amused eyes. I was relieved when the match began then.
We ran to and fro on the field, running after the ball. Just before half-time, the other team managed to score a goal.
In the second half of the match, my team-mates put up a good show. Three of our players coordinated beautifully and scored a goal. The applause from our supporters was thunderous. I could see the girls waving wildly. I was determined to score a goal myself.
Five minutes before the end of the match, I saw my chance. I scored a goal! It was an easy goal. The goal-keeper was so stunned that he did not even attempt to save the goal. I was surprised at the silence of the spectators. Instead of receiving friendly thumps on my back from my team-mates, I got hostile glares. I thought the goal-keeper looked very familiar. It was then that I realized that I had scored a goal for the other team.
The game ended with the other team winning. I tried to hide myself in the changing room, but was surrounded by angry students before I could slip away. They gave me such a dressing-down that I almost cried.
What an extremely horrible and unlucky day it was!
Outline:
1. Describe the day of the football match.
2. Describe how you felt before the match started.
3. Describe the unpleasant incident which took place before the game started.
4. Describe how you messed up the game.
5. Describe what happened after the game.
The sun was shining brightly and the birds were chirping merrily. Little did I realize that would turn out to be such an unlucky day for me.
I reached school bright and early that day, for I had been chosen to play in the important football match against another school. I hopped excitedly from one foot to the other. I would hardly wait for the match to begin. Suddenly, I slipped and fell into the drain at the edge of the field. I was not hurt but I smelt awful. I was also terribly embarrassed, for I knew that the girls were watching me. I was even more horrified to see my elder sister running across the field towards me. She made a great fuss over me. My team-mates stood by, looking on with amused eyes. I was relieved when the match began then.
We ran to and fro on the field, running after the ball. Just before half-time, the other team managed to score a goal.
In the second half of the match, my team-mates put up a good show. Three of our players coordinated beautifully and scored a goal. The applause from our supporters was thunderous. I could see the girls waving wildly. I was determined to score a goal myself.
Five minutes before the end of the match, I saw my chance. I scored a goal! It was an easy goal. The goal-keeper was so stunned that he did not even attempt to save the goal. I was surprised at the silence of the spectators. Instead of receiving friendly thumps on my back from my team-mates, I got hostile glares. I thought the goal-keeper looked very familiar. It was then that I realized that I had scored a goal for the other team.
The game ended with the other team winning. I tried to hide myself in the changing room, but was surrounded by angry students before I could slip away. They gave me such a dressing-down that I almost cried.
What an extremely horrible and unlucky day it was!
Write a story with the title: “Remarkable coincidence.”
Topic: Write a story with the title: “Remarkable coincidence.”
Outline:
1. Describe the correspondence between your pen-pal and you.
2. Explain why you arranged to meet your pen-pal
3. Describe how you did not keep the appointment.
4. Describe how your sister happened to wear your dress and happened to be at the place where you arranged to meet your pen-pal.
5. Describe how, as a result of the coincidence, your sister and your pen-pal became.
I was glad that my sister had hit it off so well with Jenny. They claim that I did them a great favor, because if it were not for my inconsideration, they would probably not have met!
Jenny was initially my pen-pal from Sweden. We had been corresponding regularly for quite a few months. As time went by, I realized that we were very different. Jenny enjoyed reading novels and watching operas while I preferred sports.
One day, Jenny sent me a photo of herself. In that letter, she told me that she would be spending her vacation in Singapore. I was flustered. I neither wanted to meet Jenny nor spent time with her. When she called me upon arriving, I felt at a loss. Apprehensive about hurting her, I agreed to meet her. We arranged to meet outside the National Library at four o’clock in the afternoon. I told her that I would be wearing a white dress with green lace so that she could identify me easily.
As the time drew nearer, however, I decided not to meet Jenny. Instead I went to a show with some of my classmates. When I got home, my sister told me about the remarkable coincidence that had taken place that day. She had gone to the National Library to return a book. As she was waiting outside for a cab at about four o’clock, a pretty girl went up to her and introduced herself to my sister calling her by my name. My sister knew that I had a pen-pal by the name she called herself, and she quickly pieced the puzzle. They had dinner together and found that they had many common interests. They were both amused that my sister had happened to wear the white dress with the green lace on that day.
My sister invited Jenny to our house the next day. When she came, I apologized to her for what I had done, and told that my sister would make her a better friend than I would.
Outline:
1. Describe the correspondence between your pen-pal and you.
2. Explain why you arranged to meet your pen-pal
3. Describe how you did not keep the appointment.
4. Describe how your sister happened to wear your dress and happened to be at the place where you arranged to meet your pen-pal.
5. Describe how, as a result of the coincidence, your sister and your pen-pal became.
I was glad that my sister had hit it off so well with Jenny. They claim that I did them a great favor, because if it were not for my inconsideration, they would probably not have met!
Jenny was initially my pen-pal from Sweden. We had been corresponding regularly for quite a few months. As time went by, I realized that we were very different. Jenny enjoyed reading novels and watching operas while I preferred sports.
One day, Jenny sent me a photo of herself. In that letter, she told me that she would be spending her vacation in Singapore. I was flustered. I neither wanted to meet Jenny nor spent time with her. When she called me upon arriving, I felt at a loss. Apprehensive about hurting her, I agreed to meet her. We arranged to meet outside the National Library at four o’clock in the afternoon. I told her that I would be wearing a white dress with green lace so that she could identify me easily.
As the time drew nearer, however, I decided not to meet Jenny. Instead I went to a show with some of my classmates. When I got home, my sister told me about the remarkable coincidence that had taken place that day. She had gone to the National Library to return a book. As she was waiting outside for a cab at about four o’clock, a pretty girl went up to her and introduced herself to my sister calling her by my name. My sister knew that I had a pen-pal by the name she called herself, and she quickly pieced the puzzle. They had dinner together and found that they had many common interests. They were both amused that my sister had happened to wear the white dress with the green lace on that day.
My sister invited Jenny to our house the next day. When she came, I apologized to her for what I had done, and told that my sister would make her a better friend than I would.
Write about a terrifying dream that you had
Topic: Write about a terrifying dream that you had
Outline:
1. Describe how you watched a horror movie before you slept.
2. Describe how you met an old woman and a baby in your dream.
3. Describe how you offered to carry the baby for the woman.
4. Describe how you noticed that the baby was growing and how it began like an old man.
5. Describe how you woke up and how you resolved never to watch horror movies at night again.
I had just come home after watching the movie “Nightmare, Part IV” with my friends. Little did I know that I was going to have the most terrifying night-mare of my own that night. I was walking down a deserted lane. Dark clouds were hanging in the sky and soon, I felt raindrops on my cheeks. I opened my umbrella to protect myself from the rain. Lightning flashed brightly and in the light I saw a woman wrapped in a cloak approaching me. She seemed to be in a great hurry. When she came up to me, I found, to my horror, that she was an extremely old woman. In her arms was a baby boy. He looked chubby and sweet.
The old woman begged me to shelter them both under my umbrella until we got to the bus stop. I agreed and as we walked, the woman complained that her baby was getting heavier and heavier. I looked at the baby and was surprised to find that he seemed to have grown.
I offered to carry the baby for the old woman. She handed me the baby and then to my surprise, she ran away. As I ran after her with the baby, my arms began to feel stiffer and stiffer. I looked down and was horrified to find that the baby seemed even larger than before. He no longer looked angelic. His face had become thin and he began to age. Even as I looked, he grew and grew.
Somehow, I knew that it was a dream. However, the terrifying part was, that I could not wake up from this nightmare. I froze at the though of what the “baby” would do to me when he was fully grown.
I finally dropped the “baby” and ran for my life. Behind me, I could hear the wailing of the “baby”. The sound was a mixture of a baby’s cries and an old man’s crackle. I risked a glimpse and almost died of fright. The monster was crawling after me like a baby but its face was wrinkled. The combination was so hideous that I was jolted out of my dream.
I sat up on my bed, shuddering to think of the grotesque monster in my dream. I resolved never to watch horror movies at night again.
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@ Only the government of a country can do anything about the environmental problem today.
* How do you think you have matured for the last five years?
* Describe an incident you want to remember.
* What do you treasure most in your life?
* Describe how you would renovate your home
* Describe a period when you were hospitalized.
* Describe your perfect holiday
* Describe a person whom you like
* Describe what you think your life will be in another two decades
* Describe how you like living in a multiracial society.
* Describe an accident where you were an eye-witness.
* Describe an interesting house you have visited.
* Describe your extra-curricular activities.
* You were in the organizing committee for the school funfair – Describe the experience.
* What is the exam fever all about?
* Describe a perfect world
* Narrate an embarrassing incident in your life
* Write a story with title “A spoilt child”
* Write a story with title “A true friend”
* Write a story with the title “My unlucky day”
* Write a story with the title: “Remarkable coincide...
Outline:
1. Describe how you watched a horror movie before you slept.
2. Describe how you met an old woman and a baby in your dream.
3. Describe how you offered to carry the baby for the woman.
4. Describe how you noticed that the baby was growing and how it began like an old man.
5. Describe how you woke up and how you resolved never to watch horror movies at night again.
I had just come home after watching the movie “Nightmare, Part IV” with my friends. Little did I know that I was going to have the most terrifying night-mare of my own that night. I was walking down a deserted lane. Dark clouds were hanging in the sky and soon, I felt raindrops on my cheeks. I opened my umbrella to protect myself from the rain. Lightning flashed brightly and in the light I saw a woman wrapped in a cloak approaching me. She seemed to be in a great hurry. When she came up to me, I found, to my horror, that she was an extremely old woman. In her arms was a baby boy. He looked chubby and sweet.
The old woman begged me to shelter them both under my umbrella until we got to the bus stop. I agreed and as we walked, the woman complained that her baby was getting heavier and heavier. I looked at the baby and was surprised to find that he seemed to have grown.
I offered to carry the baby for the old woman. She handed me the baby and then to my surprise, she ran away. As I ran after her with the baby, my arms began to feel stiffer and stiffer. I looked down and was horrified to find that the baby seemed even larger than before. He no longer looked angelic. His face had become thin and he began to age. Even as I looked, he grew and grew.
Somehow, I knew that it was a dream. However, the terrifying part was, that I could not wake up from this nightmare. I froze at the though of what the “baby” would do to me when he was fully grown.
I finally dropped the “baby” and ran for my life. Behind me, I could hear the wailing of the “baby”. The sound was a mixture of a baby’s cries and an old man’s crackle. I risked a glimpse and almost died of fright. The monster was crawling after me like a baby but its face was wrinkled. The combination was so hideous that I was jolted out of my dream.
I sat up on my bed, shuddering to think of the grotesque monster in my dream. I resolved never to watch horror movies at night again.
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