I must say that 4K3 has turned out to be a really pleasant class to teach. So, as a show of gratitude for their cooperation, this post goes out to them.
The question posed to me this morning: “What’s a storm in a teacup?”
Answer: A situation where people get very angry or worried about something that is not important.
Usage: All this anxiety about changes to tonight’s choice of dessert – it is really a storm in a teacup.
An unsharpened pencil is like a talent undeveloped: a whole lot of potential just needing to be sharpened and defined to a perfect point. ~ just one of the examples I’ll be using in my teaching this week.
I miss teaching Literature. It’s been too many years. Sometimes, I fear that I would lose my touch. I’m trying to get it together by reading a bit. This week, we make a journey back to similes, metaphors and analogies.
I resolve to make time intentionally to read. I would like to spend less time on my phone on the train or bus. I hope that a book would be the last thing I look at before I sleep.
Great Wall of China, 2012
No one believes me when I said I could predict the weather. My knees are excruciatingly accurate in this crazy rainy insanity. Read this if you still don’t believe me.
ps: no pun intended for the title. heh.
Student: [exiting from the F & N Room with a lunchbox] Hi, Ms Lai!
Me: [eyeing the lunchbox] What’s that?
Student: Some tuna q-something. I don’t know how to say it.
Me: Quiche? (pronounced “qeesh”)
Student: Quiche? That’s how you say it?
Me: Yeah. Quiche.
Student: Wow, thanks! 🙂 Bye!
Me: [muttering] No sampling.
This is so very nostalgic. Wonderful walk down memory lane of what playgrounds used to be like in my days.
How many of you have spent hours of your childhood playing in these sand-based playgrounds with local-styled designs? Many of them, built in the late seventies, are the works of Khor Ean Ghee (born 1935), Maria Boey, Lee Kwee Wah and Chew Chek Peng, the former in-house designers of the Housing and Development Board (HDB).
The memories of these playgrounds are precious to a whole generation of Singaporeans born between the seventies and eighties. Today, most of them were demolished, with only a few of them forgotten in the corners of the old estates. It is a matter of time before they vanish and be replaced by the new plastic playgrounds with rubber mats.
Deemed safer and more hygienic for the children, the new playgrounds have been installed all over the island since 1993. But their designs, which are almost identical to one another, seem to be lacking of some…
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