Primary 6 NYPS Student Leader

Nanyang Primary School brings back fond memories.The 6 years have passed within the blink of an eye and yet an everlasting memory of my former Primary school resides in my very brain.The alluring, sea-blue carpets of the rubberized-halls,a myriad of colours donned every con er of a poster,the whiff of freshly-churned worksheets and the comfortable whirring of a photocopy machine is enough to rekindle the times I spent there.
Instinctively,the moment Mr Chew posted an SMB message on volunteering to be a Student leader for the impending Primary 6 camp, my eyes sparkled instantaneously and I leapt for the golden opportunity.A chance to revisit the buildings of childhood and innocence (OK,I am not implying that our class is too matured but maybe a little) was definitely my cup of tea.Briefing was scheduled on Saturday from 9am to 11pm.Time flew past.Soon I found myself donned in the fiery colours of a Hwa Chong P.E attire strolling leisurely in the NYPS campus.Curious as a child, my eyes darted consistently from corner to corner without hesitation,similar to a fish out of water and soon devised that there were no new refreshing additions to the school,other than a refurbished mahogany table located on the third floor.

Suddenly,I just marvelled and took note of the little snippets of the school that I had carelessly overlooked in my years here.In the Interaction Room, a pristine whiteboard may look common on the surface but by applying a slight push, it revealed to be a swivelled door,leading to an enclosed room dominated by electric-blue windows.An unexpected detour in a restroom soon found myself staring quizzically at a extra gleaming washing basin that I had just discovered!I grinned at this contraption,feeling satisfied.

Being a Student leader for the upcoming Primary 6 camp is an enriching,refreshing opportunity.Possessing such experiences as a Prefect in NYPS and AVA Prefect was the fuel which drove me to click "A" on the message board.Yes, I would miss lessons on Monday and Tuesday but I guess it was worth it. =D

School,School and More School

Yes,school the forbidden 5 letter- word which may be deemed poison to certain habit ants of Earth or freshly-scene ted whiffs of flowers.Stepping back into the the world of constantly-churning worksheets,sudden projects popping up-our daily frustration petrol and the existence of tests is basically our school lives.Or should we say, for every Singaporean Student.Soaring heights of stress accumulate on our backs instinctively.we grumble and we trudge through the legion of worksheets issued to us by the authoritative figures,teachers.Rest can no longer be crammed in our schedule which was filled to the brim.The creaking of the school doors,the resounding signal of the recess bell,the momentum of a sea of students sliding past school corridors are nothing but empty noises.Really,who invented school?The constant droning of the teachers acting as a broken recorder.Sigh,School.However,the grass is always greener on the other side.School,such a wondrous creation!We readily step into the realm of knowledge,eagerly filling up our minds with more hard disk space in a positive manner.We constantly immerse ourselves in numbers,weaved words,exhilarating experiments(Probably for the Secondary 4 students) and yet face life in school as a day of relaxation.Homework act as nifty,portable version of school.Carrying them around would brighten our faces.We seem to have an overwhelming desire for more worksheets,stress is only the height of a stool.School had naturally,successfully integrated into our bustling Singaporean lives.Students with a positive learning attitude would only exclaim in unis ion "For School-Rejoice!Remember!Re-experience"These are their 3 R'S.
Yet,some of us just treat school as pure torture.I may not have an overwhelming Intelligent Quotation of prodigy scientist Albert Einstein but I estimate 85% of students have such a mindset.A pity isn't it?Reasons are pretty obvious.For starters,the familiar,sweet music of Star Wars lingering in our living room act as a human magnet,somehow fulfilling our desire to relax or in a Singaporean slang:Slack.We have been brainwashed by an object with utter unimportance:TV.TV is the control,we are the robots.Secondly,a computer may be deemed as a student's best friends in a negative manner.These are the routine of a student:Log in.MSN.Sound the horn on highly-addictive mouse hunt.Check the trap.Start a game called Ghost-trappers.Time whizzes past.3 hours past.Time made a fool of us.Scream.Frustrated.Stared at worksheets.Mind blank.Scribbled worksheets.Reprimand from form teachers.School is prison.Period.
Why can't students fight the temptation of sounding the horn?Would 1 single click on a make-be live,pixellised horn ruin our day and inevitably rip us emotionally?Would the flying fingers sending signals to MSN make your day?Computer may be deemed a technologically-advanced tool made for the greater of mankind but for some us,sadly it is not.Listed above are two reasons for the burning hatred of student that exists in their very hearts.Just remember:Enjoy School.End.

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