Monday, 9 October 2017

Essay 3: Reading fiction is a waste of time. What are your views?

Hey guys,

I know I said that I will be staying away for the time being but I just couldn't. Here's another piece I wrote.

FYI I welcome criticism of my writing. How else would I improve? So please do leave comments below if you have anything to say at all.

I really like this piece I wrote so I hope you like it too.
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The dragon hissed as it crept towards the tower in which the princess was trapped. ‘Boom!’ the thunder clapped just moments after lightning lit up the entire night sky, turning night into day momentarily. The princess was in a perilous situation. She could be caught by the dragon anytime now. ‘Clang! Clang! Thud!’ the dragon fell to the ground, with a bright red substance oozing out of its mouth. It took one last look at the world it once dominated before dozing off into an eternal nap. Prince Charming was here to save the day, once again.
This is a typical plot in a fairy tale, many of which captured the hearts of many budding readers, sowing the seeds of interest within them. There are so many different genres available in any bookstore, from supernatural to biographies, from fiction to non-fiction to self-help books. Every book exists for a purpose, and I am a strong believer that none of these genres can ever be considered a waste of time.
First of all, fiction books are what children first get acquainted with when they start learning to read. Barney and friends, Little Miss Sunshine and Mr Greedy were just some of my many best friends who took me on so many adventures, teaching me new words along the way. Many fiction books are targeted at young children, for these fairy tales paint a beautiful world for these children to play in, for them to grow in, for them to learn in. Try getting a 4-year-old to read the biography of say, a famous football star. You would have an easier time getting the child to sleep! There are books suitable for people for all ages, and there is no use trying to rush the process. I attempted to read Animal Farm when I was 10, and I am not joking when I say the book managed to put me to sleep. One of the main reasons why we use fiction books to welcome young children into the world where words are weaved together into interesting plots that are able to sustain a child’s interest and are, at the same time, of suitable length for a child with a short attention span. Hence, how can we say that reading fiction books are a fool’s errand when they are the ones who deserve credit for building these impressionable children’s interest in reading. Without these fiction books as their foundation, I dare say that no one would ever be interested to read non-fiction.
Even as we grow older, fiction books are also an important aspect of our lives. Even now, when I am 16, I still keep the book I read when I was 6. Not only that, I do take them out to re-read them when I am sick and tired of looking at facts and figures in my uninspiring textbooks. Fiction books, both fairy tales and young adult novels, transport me to another world, where shape-shifters exist, where witches go to school with werewolves, where a fairy and a vampire could be roommates. I befriended Kylie Galen and Della Tsung from Shadow Falls and they brought me on adventures I never would have thought even existed, experienced emotions I thought were long forgotten, and tilted my world, making me see things from a perspective I never had considered before. Sometimes, reading fiction books helps to clear my mind and sort out my thoughts. Reading a genre I have been reading since I was in diapers calms me when I am scared, soothes me when I am sad and acts as my constant in life when I am confused and lost. Even as I grow up and experience new things, it comforts me to know that I can always return to my fiction books to help myself forget about the bad times, even if it is just for a little while. This is why fiction will always be deemed as an significant portion of my life.
I cannot deny the other school of thought, however. As we grow up, the role fiction plays diminishes. The importance of fiction pales in comparison to non-fiction, especially when one is preparing for major examinations. Fiction is like your parents, taking care of all your needs when you are young, checking in just to make sure you are not doing anything you will regret every once in a while as you grow older and are supposed to be more sensible. But non-fiction is just like a super strict teacher. She may be boring, she may be your most hated person, she may be so saturated with information you don’t even know where to start, but you know that with her help, you will be able to become a more holistically developed adult. Similarly, non-fiction feeds you with all the information you need to tackle your examinations and more. They feed you with examples of famous people doing what they are good at from all around the world, different perspectives of social issues, even statistics that you can use in expository essays like this one (if you remember any, that is). Reading fiction as a teen nourishes the child in you, reminding you of what you were like as a child (and these are beautiful memories I would never trade for anything in the world), but non-fiction opens your mind to many other perspectives, and digs deeper as you dive in deeper into the sea of knowledge. Reading ‘Bite of the Mango’ opened my eyes to the suffering of those trapped in wars. Reading ‘Little Prisoners’ made me appreciate the safe and secure environment I live in, when so many others are battling ghosts from their pasts, left behind by those they held closest to their hearts. I thought dealing with betrayal from my best friends were bad, but I never thought of those dealing with betrayals from their families. My struggles seem petty in light of theirs, and I am able to deal with my own ghosts so much better. Non-fiction, is the key to opening up your doorway to adulthood. The point being, I do not deny the importance of reading non-fiction as well. They are just as important, if not more important especially for students.
As a summary, I would argue with you day and night if you try to impose the idea of reading fiction being a waste of time on me, but I would do the same if you try suggesting that non-fiction is completely irrelevant to our lives. I feel that as with everything else that we do, balance is key. We need inputs from both fiction and non-fiction in order to have a holistic output. Let’s not lose our childhood innocence in a box world where we wake up in a box to get into a box to get to the box where we work in a box by typing into a box screen before going back home in a box and switching on the box before we pass out in our box ready for the next box day.
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So that's it! Of course, this is edited by my tutor so yeah... if you're reading this, THANK YOU!

As mentioned, I welcome criticism so please go ahead and smash my writing if you see a reason to. :))

Till the next one~

I Thought I Found A Friend- Chapter 5

Heyz!

I felt really terrible for not updating this story so here's another chapter. I hope you like it!

JUST A SCHOOLMATE?

And since then, I meet up with him every other day for two hours to help him with his studies.

We also exchanged numbers so he could send me questions any time he did his revision. My parents realised that I started spending more tine on my phone than usual, and started to probe about the person I was messaging all the time, whether it was a boy, whether we were dating, etc...

I told them flat out that he was just a schoolmate I was helping, not even a friend who I talk to for leisure.

But slowly, out conversation turned into a daily routine. It got to the point where it felt weird not to talk to him, even if it was just about math.

We started talking about everything, our ambitions, our hobbies, our families, our friends, our problems with regards to social life, basically anything and everything.

As I unraveled the background of this boy, I got more and more determined to help him get promoted to the Express Stream, so that he could, one day, live comfortably doing something he enjoys.

When I met up with him on alternate days to coach him in his studies, I found myself staring quietly at the boy whose hair fell over his eye when he sat down to practice math. The boy who would only ask for help after trying various methods, even the frowned upon in secondary school primary-school-method: guess and check. The boy who finally got the help he needed to excel.

I found myself falling for him...

Friday, 29 September 2017

Essay 2: Teens These Days Are Less Able to Handle Stress Compared to Their Parents' Generation. Discuss.

Yo guys!

O Levels are starting soon so this will really be the last post you see until the end of O levels.

This has to be one of the hottest topics reacently, so here's my take on this. This really is another essay I wrote a while back though. Hope you like it!
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Adolescents today have a reputation of being more fragile, less resilient and more overwhelmed than their parents when growing up. Statistics have shown that anxiety and depression in high school kids have been on the rise since 2012, and that is not a good sign. It does seem that teens nowadays are less able to handle stress compared to their parents.

One reason that I feel that could lead to this is that teens these days are indeed facing a lot more stress compared to their parents, at least in academic terms. Back in my parents’ days, they actually had free time to do non-school related things once school ended. My mother shared that back in her time as a secondary school student, she went home after school, and had time to work part time in order to help support her family, whilst my dad, as one of the youngest in the family, had the luxury of going out to catch spiders or play football after school. These days, we are not only swamped with homework, but also co-curricular activities (which could take up 2 or 3 days per week, 3 hours each time), tuition classes as well as certain enrichment classes like learning to play the piano or guitar. Not only that, we are also expected to excel in all these areas, show exemplary conduct at all times, hand in all homework on time, and show outstanding leadership skills when participating in co-curricular activities. These expectations and commitments will definitely take a toll on a 15-year-old, and from first-hand experience, it is not an easy task juggling school and family, especially when a leadership role comes into play. Hence, the statistics I have mentioned earlier may not necessarily show that teens are less able to handle stress, but that they are indeed facing more stress than their parents.

Another major reason could be that in the world we live in now, technology is everywhere. Literally everywhere. With this comes a cauldron of stimulus that we cannot get away from. As Jane Whitlock, director of the Cornell Research Program on Self-Injury and Recovery said, “If you wanted to create an environment to churn out really angsty people, we’ve done it,”. Being a teenager today is a draining full-time job that includes doing schoolwork, managing a social-media identity, and fretting about career, climate change, sexism, racism-you name it. Every fight or slight is documented online for hours or days after the incident. In fact, as a girl by the name of Faith-Ann Bishop mentioned, “We’re the first generation that cannot escape our problems at all,” says Faith-Ann. “We’re all like little volcanoes. We’re getting this constant pressure, from our phones, from our relationships, from the way things are today.” It’s exhausting for us. Growing up, we saw an era of economic and national insecurity. We have never known a time when terrorism and school shooting weren’t the norm. we grew up watching our parents weather a severe recession and perhaps most importantly, we hit puberty at a time when technology and social media took over and transformed society. Unlike our parents who could escape from problems in school when they were at home or vice versa, we cannot. We are constantly connected to everyone, no matter where we are, thanks (or no thanks) to technology. Thus, just maybe, it is not exactly fair to label teens as being less able to handle stress compared to their parents, we do face a lot more, at a higher intensity.

On the other hand, teens these days are a lot more fortunate than their parents. We grew up without the terror, hardships, and trauma of war, we grew up in a time when we did not have to worry about where our next meal would come from. In comparison, what we go through pales in comparison to our parents. Having gone through a period of poverty and hardship, they know what it is like to have to constantly worry about monetary issues, or rather the lack of it, and the safety of their friends and family. In times of war, every goodbye could be your last. Could you imagine bidding farewell to your family every morning, and your friends every evening, not knowing if it would be your last? I cannot. Though teens these days face plenty of stress from their studies, our parents faced stress coming from life itself, and our stress pales in comparison.


As mentioned above, I do not agree that teens these days are less able to handle stress compared to their parents, we just face a lot more stress from our studies and from our constant connection to the rest of the world, though I do agree that our parents’ generation faced plenty of stress to. It’s just that these two generations of people face different sets of stress, and it is not fair to either party to compare them this way.
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So that's it.

All the best for all your examinations and I'll see yall after Os!!

GOOD LUCK TO ALL!!

~jessykeejiayi><

Friday, 15 September 2017

My Last Year In Moonlight Castle High School: Chapter 4

Yo peeps!

My prelims are finally over, so I'm gonna spend the day blogging and posting new content for yall.

Enjoy this chapter!

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Chapter 4: Moonlight Castle High School
Tuesday, 1st October 1998

Today, school had just started. For the rest of September, we had holiday camp outside the grounds of Moonlight Castle. That meant that we had it in the Woods, but only the high school pupils got to go because elementary students were not old enough, and the academy students were busy with exams.

We had to familiarise ourselves with the surroundings as we were going to have an adventure camp there again for our Herbalogy project. I'll tell you more about that later. Now, I'll tell you more about Moonlight Castle High School and why I love staying there.

In the late 17th century, four wizards built Moonlight Castle School. But once they finished it, they had a feeling there was something lacking. So, the first wizard charmed a unicorn and ordered it to protect the school. The second wizard slayed a dragon for its special scales to make the outer part of the school building tougher. The third wizard flew a griffin high into the sky and ordered it to keep a look out for intruders. The fourth wizard worked together with the first wizard and caught a serpent to protect the grounds of the school and hence, the house names. In elementary school, you would be sorted into the different houses by answering some questions about ourselves. Then, we would be placed into our respective houses.

Moonlight Castle High School is the 2nd block which was right in the middle of Moonlight Castle. We have a large commercial town square in the middle that staged duelling. At the front lawn, we have our own gardens to tend to. I am growing Night Roses. Night Roses are roses that bloom int he night. They will sparkle in the morning with fresh dew and give off a sweet scent which calms a person's nerves naturally. They will close at 12pm sharp.

I love studying at Moonlight Castle High School as we can deocorate our own rooms (in elementary school we couldn't; and in the academy, we'd be too busy). Plus, only four girls stay in one dormitory compared to the six in one dormitory in elementary school, so it is more spacious.

Anyways, good night! I need to wake up early for school tomorrow. Professor Chingleton said that the new student is starting school tomorrow as he recovered from a cold only today and I'm assigned as his (it's a he) buddy! Extra work! Nooo!
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I hope you guys liked this. Have a great week!

And all the best to those whose exams are coming, especially those taking their N levels. You guys can do it!

Till the next post, guys!!

Sunday, 30 July 2017

My Last Year At Moonlight Castle High School: Chapter 3

Hey guys,

Here's Chapter 3 to end your weekend with:))
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Chapter 3: Day 2 On The Train
Sunday, 15th September 1998

Judy reported for duty again this morning. This time, we had toast and milk for breakfast. In the evening, we would reach Moonlight Castle Schools. I was super excited to see my friends again. Rumour had it that a new pupil would be joining us. Weird. Why join at the last year of high school?

Just then, there was a knocking on our cabin door, "Special delivery for the birthday girl!"

"Cynthia!" I exclaimed as I opened the door and gave my best friend a bear hug.

My birthday was last week so Cynthia had given me a present.

"Open it, quick!" Cynthia shrieked as she jumped onto the bunker.

I ripped open the wrapping paper and opened the box. There sat the cutest kitten you could have ever imagined.

"OMG! Thanks a million Cynthia," I gushed, "Its sooo cute!"

"No problem," Cynthia said as she closed the cabin door.

I saw Shiloh eyeing the kitten in a corner, so I asked her to name it. We finally came out with a name: Cerulean. We named him that because he had sky blue eyes and snow white fur.

After that, we changed into our robes and prepared to get off the train as we would be reaching our destination on about half an hour. We had reached school at around dinner time. Our principle, Professor Chingleton, addressed us and welcomed us back. Then, we sang the school song:

Moonlight Castle School
We love you
You comfort us
When we're bored
You help us in out thoughts
But we'll always remember
You're just a friendly old school

After that, we started dinner. It consisted of every student's favourite foods. From pasta to ice cream to jelly beans to truffles; it was heaven. At 10 p.m. we went back to our dormitories to bathe, change and then sleep.
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So that's chapter 3 for yall. Chapter 4 is a little more on the history of the school so I hope you guys are looking forward to that:))

Have a great week ahead!