Rainy Day on Monday

It was raining quite heavily when the last school bell rang. I saw the flash of lightning cut across the sky from my classroom. I could also hear the distant rumble of thunder.

I felt a little cold, so I put on my pink polka dots sweater. I quickly grabbed my schoolbag and joined the queue in front of the class. Many students were running and dashing out of their classrooms. My class is on the second storey, so my friends and I walked slowly towards the stairways.There were many parents waiting in the school with umbrellas and I know that my daddy will be waiting for me near the stairs. I bade goodbye to my friends when we reached the ground floor. I told my dad that I wanted to buy something from the school bookshop. We hurried to the school canteen and I bought a cute, little pink fan from the bookshop. We left the school and headed home.

I like rainy days. I know that it will be wet and cold outside when it's raining but I like that. I like the rain but not the lightning and thunder. Sometimes I wish that I could play in the rain. My parents would not let me. They said that I might catch a cold and fall sick. Well, maybe I will have to wait till I am older :)

A song for you on rainy days...

Rhythm of The Rain - Trish Thùy Trang


Lyrics

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

 The only boy I ever love has gone away
Looking for a brand new start
But little does he know
That when he left that day
Along with him he took my heart

 Rain please tell me now does that seem fair
For him to steal my heart away when he don't care
I can't love another when my heart's somewhere far away

 Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool I've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again

 The only boy I care about has gone away
Looking for a brand new start
But little does he know that when he left that day
Along with him he took my heart

 [Instrumental Interlude]

 Rain won't you tell him that I love him so
And please ask the sun to set his heart aglow
Rain in his heart and let the love we knew start to grow

 [Instrumental Interlude]

 Rain please tell me now does that seem fair
For him to steal my heart away when he don't care
I can't love another when my heart's somewhere far away

 Oh, listen to the falling rain
Ba da, Ba da, Ba da, Ba da, ooh
Oh, rhythm of the falling rain
Ba da, ba da, ba da, ba da, ooh

 Oh, listen to the falling rain
Ba da, ba da, ba da, ba da, ooh
Oh, rhythm of the falling rain

Gachapon... Gotcha!

Insert coins...Turn the knob clockwise...Cranking sound (gacha)...The sound of a capsule dropping (pon) into the receptacle...

That's how these little toy capsules got their Japanese name, "Gachapon"!

I like to turn the knob and listen to the cranking sound. But, what I like most is the toys inside those cute little plastic eggs. Gachapon (also known as "gashapon") stations can be seen everywhere in Singapore. You can easily find them in big shopping malls. Each toy capsule costs between $1.00 to $3.00, depending on the quality of the toy inside it.

In Japan, they have gachapon arcades. Imagine, a whole departmental store that sells nothing but toy capsules! Gachapon costs a little more in Japan. Yen (¥) is the Japanese currency (money) and each toy capsule costs between ¥100 to ¥500. ¥100 can be exchanged for around Singapore $1.50.

Capsule stations in Japan.

A typical Japanese gachapon arcade.

 

Guess what I got?

 

Huh? A gachapon station inside a capsule from a gachapon station?

I want them all!

My own little gachapon stations... So cute!

 

Sand Art

This morning, I bought something colourful from the school bookshop. It has nine small packets of coloured sand and a little glass bottle. I am going to make myself
a coloured sand bottle!

I had to pour the sand slowly into the bottle because the opening of the bottle is really small. Although I was very careful, I spilled some sands on the table.

1.2.

3.4.

5.6.

Coloured sand bottles made by other people.

Can you see camels inside the bottles?

Sand artist at work.

Another kind of Sand Art. So beauitful!

Part 1

Part 2

Eat Your Fruit And Veggie

Fruits and vegetables are good for our bodies. They are  free of  fat and they contain fibre and vitamins.

During recess, I usually order one or two types of vegetables with my rice. The school canteen sells a variety of cooked vegetables everyday. Sometimes, I eat watermelons too.

My favourite vegetables are cabbage, spinach, broccoli and bean sprouts. For fruits, I like watermelon, papaya, banana, apple and kiwi.

The fruit and vegetables I eat in school :

Spinach and bean sprout.

Cabbage and watermelon.

My class, P 1H, came in second place in the Healthy Kids programme for primary one pupils. In the past weeks, health cards were given out to us when we bought healthy food from the school canteen. We have been collecting these health cards for many days now. Today, for our effort, everyone in the class gets a soft, colourful ball. Yipee!

ABC & 123

PCF K1 - This is my friend Rene and we were at the Singapore Science Centre .

是老师, my friends and I at the Airforce Museum.

捉 泥 蚯

歌词

池塘的水满了雨也停了

田边的稀泥里到处是泥蚯

天天我等着你 等着你捉泥蚯

大哥哥好不好 咱们去捉泥蚯

小牛的哥哥 带着他捉泥蚯

大哥哥好不好 咱们去捉泥蚯

池塘的水满了雨也停了

田边的稀泥里到处是泥蚯

天天我等着你 等着你捉泥蚯

大哥哥好不好 咱们去捉泥蚯

小牛的哥哥 带着他捉泥蚯

大哥哥好不好 咱们去捉泥蚯

大哥哥好不好 咱们去捉泥蚯

大哥哥好不好 咱们去捉泥蚯

Me with Tammie and Charlynn just minutes

before the Graduation Ceremony!

MRC K2 Class of  2009

 

After The Rain, After School

Hey, no more rain!

I am holding the coke for my dad... erm am I?

Kindness

This morning, during the school assembly, my school principal told us a story
about kindness.

I cannot really understand or remember the full story. So when I got home,
I told my dad about it. He did a search on the internet and he found the story...

A young man, a student in one of the universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students’ friend for his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.

As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which were supposed to belong to a poor man who was working in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day’s work . . .

The student turned to the professor, saying: “Let us play the man a trick:

we will hide his shoes, and hide ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them …”

“My young friend,” answered the professor, “We should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor . . . But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of this poor man.Put a coin in each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how this affects him.”

The student did so and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes . . .While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes, but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance.

He gazed upon the coin, turned it around and looked at it again and again.

He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin . .

His feelings overcame him . . . he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom this timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing . . .

The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears.

“Now,” said the professor, are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?”

The youth replied, “You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget.. I feel now the truth of these words, which I never understood before :

“It’s more blessed to give than to receive.”

After my dad explained the story to me, I find it very touching. I will always remember. If you want happiness, help someone.