7 Nov 2009

Wrap Up

That's what the school did to the year of 2009. Not with wrapping paper, but with speeches and other final notes. Probably just as effective anyway.

2nd Last Day

Due to the horrible weather that day, the planned inter-class basketball competition got cancelled and we watched a movie instead. Which makes me kind of think that the weather wasn't that horrible...

The entire secondary 3 batch was split into three groups, each getting to watch a different movie in a different lecture theatre(finally used as a different kind of theatre). I ended up watching Life Is Beautiful (La vita รจ bella), a 1997 Italian film set around WWII. It shows in the first part how the narrator Joshua's parents, Guido and Dora, met, through the many clever tricks Guido employed. Everyone laughed in the theatre when his tricks worked. Also, Guido works as a waiter, and has a friend/doctor, who is obsessed with riddles(which are actually quite tricky).

Now comes the serious part of the movie. Guido is unfortunately a Jew, so later during WWII both Guido and Joshua were rounded up to be sent to the camp. Dora, having heard of this horrifying news, decided to go along with them, even though she knows of the fate waiting for her. Guido uses his wit again, this time to save his son and wife. He even convinces Joshua that they are playing a game. Watching this part later make me feel that the title is quite ironic now.

The rest of the day was less interesting; we attended a self-esteem talk, followed by classroom clean-up. This not-really-sacred-but-still-necessary tradition of restoring cleanliness and neatness to the classroom is actually quite messy, since students from each class have to take water and detergent from the level toilets, so most of it ended up on the floors.

Last Day

For one hour, our class did whatever we wanted in our classroom. One of our teachers kindly brought pastry for us to eat, but we were quite hesitant at first, seeing all the tables just cleaned up the day before...

Then all the secondary 3s assembled for the last time this year. Our year head showed us a poem by Rudyard Kipling, which I think is supposed to strongly encourage us to take on responsibility as the secondary 4s next year and be good role models. I really thought this poem was meaningful, but I couldn't really hear him recite(loud chatter from the boys) or see the words(we were assembled at a place where there's a glass dome right above us; the sunlight streaming in caused immense glare on the projector screen), so I might as well put the poem here for both our benefit:


IF.....



IF you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:


If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:


If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'


If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,

if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!



... and then there was some prize giving, and we were all dismissed!!! I wasn't really overjoyed yet, because I still had to stay back for guitar practice, and that session would overlap lunch hour, so I ended up starving through practice...


... and I'm here now, typing out this long post. Have to get up early tomorrow. *sigh*

By the way, here is one of the riddles in the movie which you could try to solve, or search on Google: "If you say my name I am no longer here. Who am I?" (not complete transcription)