Eldon Ng S1-03 Level Test 1

        The class was reticent, unusual.  Everyone was revising for the year end English Examinations.  I quickly took my textbook and joined them.  I did not want to do badly for the exams.
        "All students, please report to the examination hall."  Echoed the loudspeaker.  Everyone was tensed up, even me myself, event though I hardly got tensed up.  My face turned as white as a ghost, my legs were as wobbly as jelly, and I felt butterflies in my stomach.
        Just outside the hall, I opened my bag.  To my surprise, my pencil case was not there!  I started to panic, butterflies in my stomach turned into bats in my stomach!
        I went up to my good friends and asked them if they could lend me a pen or two.  "Too bad, not my problem!" they all said.  I felt hurt, left alone, as though the whole world was against me.  "Do u need some stationery?"  I heard.  One of my classmates was willing to lend me some stationery.  " Yes!"  I replied.  I finally saw light through the tunnel!  I felt so thankful towards him kindness and thanked him profusely.
        I stepped into the hall,  took in a deep breath to calm my mind.  After the examinations,  I went up to him and thanked him for saving my life.
        When I went home that day, I realised that a good friend is a friend who supports and helps you when you are in need.

English Level Test Corrections by Oh Jun Rong (21)

Name: Oh Jun Rong (21)

Class: S1-03

   Back in the days where school hours seemed shorter, I had always been grateful to this teacher, Mr Tan, ever since that day. Even now, I am still filled with gratitude for him. He had helped me countless times, but the memory of the first time that he had helped me has been deeply etched into my mind, sparking the flame of my respect for him.

   On a fateful day, I had been given a task to find ten students who wanted to volunteer to help out in the school open house that was nearing. I had spent the whole recess break running around the school, hoping to find people who would be gladly volunteer, but unfortunately, these kinds of people seemed not to exist in my primary school. Most of the people I had asked would usually ask if they would get any benefit from volunteering, and when I said that there was none, they would reject my offer. I would then be seen running through various places around the school after each set-back, hoping to find at least that one person would volunteer. I would dash past the canteen, sniffing the air to smell the sweet aroma of freshly-made food and hearing the sound of chatter from the boisterous crowds of students eating there.

   I would also run through the parade square, under the intense rays of light projected by the sun and being wrapped around by immense heat in a stifling embrace, while avoiding a few students who were playing various games. Soon, I was despondent for I was not able to find any volunteers. Until, a group of students approached me stating that they wanted to volunteer. Joy had taken over me; I quickly passed them the forms and a pen. They then filled up the forms, and they soon returned them to me. I was elated when I had seen those completed forms, I thanked them and then at a breakneck speed I rushed to get to the staff room to submit the form to Mr Tan, who had assigned this task to me.

   When I got there, Mr Tan was not there. I checked the forms while waiting for him. Shock then engulfed me. The students did not write their names on the forms. After seeing that, I ran around the school frantically, in search of those students. Then when I got to the canteen. Trying to find them, cold sweat started trickling down my face, and a chill went down my spine. I was petrified. The person that I did not want to run into at that point was standing right in front of my eyes. Mr Tan saw me holding the stack of forms, asked me if I had already found some students to volunteer, but they did not write their names on the forms.” Cowered in fear, hoping that he would not give me a tongue lashing for not checking the forms when I was with the students.

   To my astonishment, instead of lecturing me, Mr Tan said that he would help me to find those students. He told me that later after the assembly, he would make an announcement in front of all of the students, requesting for those students to meet me at the front of the hall.

   At the end of the day, the students wrote their names on the forms and thus I completed my task with the help from Mr Tan.

   I think that if I could do it all over, I would check the forms on the spot when those students were still there. But, I believe that it was still quite good to meet Mr Tan under those circumstances because I strongly believe that this incident he started to trust me with various tasks. I am and always will be thankful for Mr Tan’s help. What had happened on that day has been deeply etched into my mind leaving an indelible mark on my life.

Language Arts Level Test 1 corrections- Ria D.N (3)

       I looked out of hotel window. The lake was an emerald green. Beside it was a hill, short enough for one to climb easily. It was my first day in Australia and I had been excited. However, all the adventure was starting the next day. I asked my mother if I could explore the area around the hotel and she agreed.

       Streaks of pink and purple striped the bright orange sky. I knew it was going to be dark soon but I told myself, "this will be worth it." I climbed the hill slowly and as each moment passed, it became darker and darker.

       I lay down on the cool, soft grass and looked the sky. A carpet of shimmering stars floated above me. It was a magical night. I then sat up and looked at the ageless moon. I closed my eyes as I was plunged further and further into darkness and all I could hear was the waves crashing into the rocks.      

       I took a deep breath as if I had never breathed before and knew I should head back to my hotel but as I turned all I saw were millions of  lights glaring at me. All the buildings looked the same to me. My phone's battery had died and there was nothing I could do. I cautiously made my way down the hill. By then, I knew I was lost. A bead of perspiration trickled down my forehead. I quickened my pace and my heart quickened it's. An endless row of hotels lay before me. My eyes frantically searched for 'Outback Hotel' but could not find it. Then, a hand tapped my shoulder.

       I turned to see a woman with fiery red hair tied in a messy bun. She held a beer bottle in one hand and a cigarette in another. I took a step back from her. "What do you want from me?" I asked her. She licked her chapped lips and smiled, revealing her stained teeth. "What hotel are you looking for, girl?" she asked me. I was not planning to tell her but I did not have any choice. "Outback Hotel"

       She walked, stumbling every few steps, and I guessed she expected me to follow. "You shouldn't have trusted her. What were you thinking?" a voice in my head repeated repeatedly. After walking in silence for a few minutes, she stopped. On my right, stood 'Outback Hotel'. Relieved, I ran into the lobby where my mother was pacing up and down. She held me close to her and I suddenly felt secure.

       I ran back to the doorstep to see if the woman was still there. I wanted to thank her, to express my gratitude. As expected, she had left. My heart swelled with guilt.

       After that night, I never lost my way. I knew I had been lucky that night to have met her. So much could have gone wrong that night if she had not offered her help. Till this day, I am very thankful for her help and I still am very guilty for not thanking her.

Language Arts Level Test Corrections by Kinjal Agarwal (02)

English Level Test (Q2)

By:Kinjal Agarwal (02)

“I’m at a payphone, trying to call home. All of my change I spent it on you!” I was in the washroom, singing as loud as the train’s bell. Like always, I was singing my favourite song ‘Payphone'.However, I was unaware of the fact that my music teacher, Mrs Lim, was in the cubicle beside me. I was washing my hands, just when she came out of her cubicle. Nothing came out of my mouth. I was just ‘speechless’ at me the shameful act of singing in the washroom. Mrs Lim nodded her head, looking impressed at me.

Surprisingly, she praised my singing. That meant that she was hearing my singing the whole time. I was definitely ‘doomed’! It was a very awkward situation. To add the spice, she told me that it would be great if I would take up the opportunity to perform at the ‘Teachers’ Day Concert’ that was coming up. I shook my head and thought nothing of it and did not take her words seriously at all.

The following day, Mrs Lim came up to me during music lesson and told, without even asking, that she had already signed me up to take part in the upcoming ‘Teachers’ Day Concert’. I blinked my eyes continuously, thinking that she was just joking with me. I stared back at her for reassurance that she was not sarcastic. Mrs Lim glimpsed back at me, looking at me as though she did not expect me to be astonished at the news. I stood rooted to the ground and put up a fake smile, trying to tell her sarcastically, that I was very excited for the performance.

“That cannot be possible, Kinjal! That cannot be possible! I can’t do this!” I shrieked at myself. I was better sitting in a corner and reading my storybook. I totally hated big crowds and much attention directed towards me. I squeezed my eyes and recalled the events that could occur on the stage, such as me swallowing a fly, me falling off the stage, people hating my performance, people throwing tomatoes in my face. All those did not help me build up my confidence at all. I was feeling even worse and more afraid.

Finally, the day arrived, when I had to overcome my worst fear but the biggest dream. That day, I tried to walk as slow as a snail to school so that I would miss my performance. Nevertheless, my legs did not listen to me that day and I, unfortunately, reached just in time for my performance. As soon as I put down my heavy loaded backpack, I could hear the loud speakers blasting in my ears, almost waking up the dead.

“Next up, we have Kinjal Agarwal from S1-03 to sing for us ‘Confident’ by Demi Lovato! Let’s put our hands together to welcome her on stage!” I heard a huge round of applause for me. At the worst time of my life, the applause helped to boost my confidence a little. I ambled onto the stage with baby steps.I could hear my inner thoughts telling me that I was capable of doing it, and I could not be scared. I froze in front of the mike, my eyes bulging, almost popping out of their sockets. The background music of my song had started playing already, but nothing came out of my mouth. My mouth was agape, and my legs were quivering.

“You can do it Kinjal! Just try your best and never give up no matter what! You have to school the school what you really are!” I tried to encourage myself. The background music was played again. I shut my eyes tightly and imagined myself in the cubical alone, with no eyes staring at me. That was when I heard my voice starting its magic. I sang, without even realising.

I semed to enjoy singing, then.At the end of my performance, I took the opportunity to thank my lovely music teacher, Mrs Lim for helping me overcome my fear and also make my dream come true. It was only because of her that I was standing over there. She also assured me that anything was possible if I gave it a try!

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Language Arts Level Test 1 Corrections

Name: Valerie Tan (6)

Class: S1-03

             The least expected person came to help, without even telling us his name. He just came, helped and left immediately. I will never forget the kindness he showed my mother and I. I will never forget the help from the least expected.

             “Get in the car dear!” My mother shouted, “Let’s go to the shopping mall!”

             The holidays had finally arrived, and my parents brought my siblings and me to our favourite holiday destination, Australia. My Cousin had migrated to Australia a few years ago, and we would stay with her during our time in Australia. It had been a long awaited holiday for me as I anticipated going to the warm sandy beaches and the cool ocean breeze. That was not the only part of my holiday that I was looking forward to, I was looking forward to shopping! My cousin told me about all the wonderful things I could buy, and I had been begging my mother to bring me to a shopping mall ever since we arrived in Australia.

             Finally, my mother grew sick of my begging and decided to take me to the nearest shopping mall. I hopped into the car and headed to the mall.

             The mall was huge. Everywhere I turned, all I could see was shops and stores. There were so many shops to the extent that I had no idea where to start shopping. Time soon flew by, and before we knew it, we were loaded with bags and bags of things we bought.

            My mother soon told me that it was time to head back as she struggled to carry the load. I agreed and followed my mother to the car. The cars were lined neatly, and all of them looked almost the same, causing my mother and I to take a long time to find our car. Eventually, we found the car and loaded all our shopping goods into the car’s boot. I got into the front seat as my mother hopped into the car, getting ready to start the car.

            “That was a lot of shopping!” I giggled and turned around to see all the shopping bags at the back of the car.

             “Yes, it was!” My mother replied as she turned the key to start the engine. The usual roar of the engine was not heard, and my mother tried to turn the key once more. Nothing happened. My mother started panicking as she tried to turn the key over and over again, but it was to no avail. The car refused to start at all.

              Panic struck both my mother and I as we were in a foreign country, with no idea where to turn for help. My mother scrambled out of the car and checked the engine. It turned out that the battery was flat, and we need a jump-start cable to jump start our car.

              I broke out in a cold sweat as the thought of us being stranded in the carpark flooded my mind. I should not have insisted on going shopping! My mother was frazzled as she rummages through the car to find a jump-start cable. After turning the car inside the car inside out, we still did not find it and decided to ask around to find someone kind enough to lend us a jump-start cable.

              We walked around the carpark over and over again, asking everyone we met if the had a jump-start cable. Most of them ignored us, sneering at our petite size and Asian skin, while the rest, unfortunately, had not jump-start cable to lend us. We were just about to give up when we saw a burly man with tattooes plastered on his arms, arranging some sort of cables at the back of his old van. The stench of cigarettes could be detected ten metres from him as we approached him. I hesitated, I did not want this man to help! He looked so dangerous and scary! My mother ignored me and approached the man cautiously, asking him for his help. It just so happened that he had a jump-start cable and was more than willing to help us.

               He drove his beat-up old van next to our car and like a professional mechanic, he immediately connected the cable to our car and our car sprang back to life and the roar of the engine was heard once again.

               My mother heaved a huge sigh of relief as if a huge burden was lifted from her shoulders. We were both filled with gratitude towards him and was about to thank the man for his help, but the man had already left, driving his van away.

               Until this day, my mother and I have no idea what that kind man’s name was, but I was very thankful for his help> I learnt never to judge a book by its cover and that we should accept everyone with open arms. I will never forget the kindness shown by this mysterious man, the help from the least expected person.

english AA sarah fareed kagda

Name: Sarah

Class: S1-03

Date and Time: 29/1/2016

Title: The Mysterious paradise (Final)

There was a person, with his crew floating around space. His name was Tim, and he was lost in space with his crew in their gleaming spaceship.

Tim held a discussion. “We have escaped earth's death. Now what?” Tim started, remembering the depleting and wasting. All they had ever done. “Well, I should believe we were not fated to survive. As such, we should maybe go on a suicide mission?” answered Perry, their second-hand man. The crew were all strong believers in fate, and fate had said no to survivors. “I should agree. Any suggestions on the mission to uptake?” Sam, the ship’s engineer, continued. “well Samantha, maybe a black hole will suffice? I hear there's a theory by Stephen Hawking that black holes may lead to another universe.” Arthur said in his booming voice. Not being able to think of anything else, Tim agreed. This way, they would either make amazing discoveries or die, rightfully so.

Sam checked everything. Everything was ready.They took off, zipping through the stars. They watched the stars and gazed at the planets. It was beautiful. It was as if it were fate.

Then, they were there. They knew it was the black hole, as an explosion of everything was sucked into it. It spiralled and turned, and they knew it was because of a tiny dot, the size of an eraser, that was, well, 4 million times the mass of the sun. "hey just like the description I read! They said black holes like this might lead to another universe." Perry exclaimed excitedly. They hurtled towards it, wanting to discover more. Deeper into the hole in space. It became blacker, pitch black then blacker still.

Then it was bright and white everywhere, a white so intense it almost seemed black, so blinding that they almost crumbled into nothing. It was so silent, and they could almost see it floating in the air. “This might be it!” Tim said awkwardly. Thank goodness he broke the silence. Goodness knows what might have happened.

Then there was a problematic piece of shipwreck heading towards them.

They had to move fast. Tim immediately climbed into his suit and started climbing out. The crew knew he would not come back. “Tim don’t! I…I….never got to tell you…” Sam whimpered. Tim had known long before. Sam had always liked him. That was why he was doing this for them. Because he loved Sam. “I know I will not come back. But I will always live on in your heart. Keep safe my friends. I know you’ll make it to the other side.” he jumped out and flew into space, saving his friends by destroying the incoming wreck with his blaster, floating away forever away into the void, away from the hole, away from them.

And then, they landed on soft grass. Happily, they realised this was a parallel universe where the people had saved themselves by saving Earth and its precious resources. This was the new beginning.