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!

Saturday, 29 July 2017

I Don't Know Anymore

When I was a child, I dreamt of life as a teacher. Inspired by kindergarten teachers who first opened my eyes to the world around me, I aimed to be like them, and to inspire more children. Even up till primary school, my cousin and I would pretend to be teachers, taking blank pieces of paper and pretending to prepare and mark worksheets for our students. We had little whiteboards back then, and we would make up names for ourselves, and pretend to teach, mimicking our own teachers. A session like this could last until our parents forced us to go home.

This dream stayed with me for a really long time, and now, I am seriously considering it.

But dreams change, or rather, they accumulate.

When I was 13, I helped my mom organised a birthday party, and I realised how much I enjoyed that.I realised that I enjoy helping people plan the party of their dreams. I amused myself by imagining all sorts of events I could help plan, and I fell in love with the idea.

But in the past, all those were just dreams, things that I could only have fantasies about. My main concern back then was to study hard and achieve the best results I can, before making my choice.

That was then.

Now, reality strikes. I am almost at the point where I can finally make my decision. But it really isn't as great as it seems.

You see, as a Secondary 4 student, you get to think about where you want to go after O Levels. Do you want to pursue your A Levels? Or your diploma.

The point is, whatever decision you make, it is pretty much a one way-ticket, one with no returns.

And suddenly, so many voices come in.

Family dinners become an event you look forward to, but dread at the same time, because you are pushed to think about something you are super confused about.

ECG talks become so much more personal.

Advises you hear seem to point you in the right direction, but the path remains a blur.

I'm sure that I'm not the only person facing this now, but whatever the case, the most important thing now is to do well for your Os, and give yourself choices, instead of letting your course choose you.

I may be feeling confused but I always believe that it helps to talk to someone. If you feel that you can talk to me, feel free to comment below, or DM me at justagalstudies on Instagram.

Hang in there guys!💪💪💪

My Last Year in Moonlight Castle High School: Chapter 2

Hey Guys,

I did it.

I rushed out Chapter 2.

Enjoy!:))

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Chapter 2: Day 1 On The Train
Saturday, 14th September 1998

I was woken up by the sound of the food-cart lady's voice, "Wake up, everybody! Wake up! It's breakfast time. Come and buy some snacks."

I quickly jumped out of my bed at full speed, grabbed my money bag and opened the cabin's door. I bought a whole pack of Neville Trotter's Walkable Jelly Beans (don't worry, they are edible), some chocolate truffles with sparkling dust and whistle sweets.

"Wake up, sleepy head. Kate has already bought our breakfast!" Shiloh was awake and trying to wake Judy up.

I joined in and soon, we were sitting around the tiny table in our cabin devouring the scrumptious spread laid before us.

"All prefects please report for duty now. I repeat. All prefects please report for duty now," Professor Amareus announced.

Judy, as she was a head prefect, quickly gobbled down the last bits of her food and changed into her witch's robe (Me and Shiloh only need to do that tomorrow).

"Are you in a hurry to see Mr George Washington again?" I asked Judy slyly.

Judy turned a deep crimson, "Shut up. What Gorge and I do is none of your business."

George was Judy's head prefect partner and also her boyfriend.

"You confessed! Finally!" Shiloh shouted before both of us started rolling on the floor, laughing like hyenas.

"I'll get you next time," Judy hissed at us before slamming the cabin door shut. Shiloh and I just continued laughing.

For the rest of the day, we looked out of the window, enjoying the scenery and playing wizard chess (the chess pieces can move around by themselves if you commanded them to).

When Judy came back, she brought back a paper bag and a smile slid across her face.

"Wow, did George propose that fast?" I asked her.

Shiloh was trying very hard to stifle her giggles.

" No, but I bought these for you," Judy suddenly opened the paper bag and threw out what looked like live mice at us.

"Ahhh!" Shiloh screamed as she was paranoid about mice.

I calmly walked over to the 'mouse', picked it up by its tail and threw it into the bin. When Shiloh realised it was fake, she took a pillow and aimed it at Judy.

"Pillow fight!" I yelled before joining in. To make a long ending short, we slept at around 12 a.m.
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Till the next chapter:))