Psle reality

Hmmm..
Over expect...thus result in disappointment in me..not him.

He is happy enough of being awarded eesis...and going to RI with major of school fees covered.

Jared's P6 Graduation Part 1

17. Nov. 2017

Jared received service award for prefect & string CCA

With form teacher & co form teacher Ms Chia & Mr Tan Cheng Kwang

2017 p6 grads..approx 270

Jared with his trophy collection ...one and only this year

Celebration dinner @ dingtaifung

Some videos from the graduation

March in

We are the young

School song

Thanking speech

Marchout

Jared's sch post exam activities

Learn to fish and Zoo Outing

IRS Poster Exhibition

It has been a tough journey for Jared's IRS..due to topic issue...so glad that it ended with the best ending..He won a silver for his poster display

2016 CHS Children's Day

Jared's school typically have games and trophy in class...last year he also won a trophy for children's day..This is his 3rd trophy this year..and the 7th ever since he joined CHS..that really made his day!

The kids are on competition who won more trophy..

Jared's P5 Compo 1

First Draft: 24, 2nd draft 27, 3rd draft 32 (with daddy's help)

Title     :  Losing a phone                                                

Theme/Topic : An Unexpected Event

          Sam stood on the top of the pyramid climbing frame at the center of the playground, surveying the children around him. Pulling out his new iPhone 6, he selected one of the trending hot songs, “Wandering”, and set the volume to its loudest. Music blasted and filled the whole playground.

          It was a cool and breezy weekend and Sam was showing off his new phone that his parents gave him for his birthday. All the children turned towards him with great amazement and their eager eyes were wide as saucers. Sam bragged, “Check out my new phone! Sleek, eh? The sound can be amplified until almost illegal levels! Fast song upload, and it can be set to upload trending songs automatically!”

          Sam climbed down the frame, still bragging about the fast microprocessor and other features the phone had. When he got to the part about the durable screen, he noticed a boy pulling up his hood and walking towards him. He did not pay much attention as he was too engrossed in blowing his trumpet about his new toy. After all, how many children could own a smartphone, let alone this special phone that was just released five days ago?

          When he finally finished listing all the features, he asked the curious children, “So… What do you think?”

          Immediately, the children shouted, one after another, “Hey, can you lend me that phone? Let me try the games!” The children stepped forward, expecting Sam to lend the phone to them. Annoyed, Sam replied, “No! Of course not! This phone is mine!” He continue turning down the children’s requests, but to no avail. The children continued advancing towards him while nudging each other. Soon, Sam found himself nearly surrounded by the children!

          He had no choice but to slowly back off, as the children would not leave him alone. Out of the corner of his eye, Sam noticed the boy in the hood again. What he did not realise was that the boy was getting closer to him faster than the others. Sam was almost reaching the fence at the end of the playground!

          Realising that if he did not react fast, he would be cornered and forced to surrender his phone. At that moment, he chose to flee the playground. Just as he turned towards the playground exit, a streak of blue whizzed past him, grabbing his phone. Stunned, Sam could not react immediately to the unexpected incident. Those children who had witnessed the theft gasped in horror. As Sam came back to his senses, his jaw dropped in shock. His heart palpitated wildly. It was him! The boy in the hood!

          Sam took off after the thief, cursing himself for not being cautious about the boy earlier. “Give me back my phone, you rascal!” shouted Sam as he tried to keep up with the thief, who had nimble legs and darted around the roads. “I’m going to get you and you’re going to regret it!” Sam screamed.

          Unknowingly, the boys soon found themselves running through a construction site. A nearby foreman shouted, “What are you boys doing here? Don’t you know that it’s dangerous?” The thief paid no heed to the warnings. Sam looked at the foreman for a split second, but decided that his phone was more important. When he turned around to continue his pursuit, the boy was no longer in sight. Searching around hastily, Sam espied some movement behind a giant scaffolding. Sam sneaked up to the scaffolding among the clanking machinery, then jumped behind it and announced, “Haha, got you at last!”

          Sam tried to wrench the phone from the boy, who was wrestling his arms away. As he dodged Sam’s hands, his hood fell back! The boy quickly pulled it back on, but Sam had seen his true identity. It was his neighbour, Tom! Feeling angry and disappointed, Sam snatched the phone back with a burst of will and yelled, “How could you, Tom? I thought we were best friends!”

          Instead of apologising, Tom gasped and pointed behind Sam. It was a forklift heading right for them! They were in the blind spot! Tom dashed off immediately. However, poor Sam was too tired to even walk. He only managed to edge away. As the forklift was about to hit him, Sam shut his eyes tight, bracing for the impact. The next thing he heard was what seemed like the crunch of bone and metal. The pain was so intense that he nearly blacked out. He could only hear voices saying, “Oh my goodness! There’s a boy here! Somebody call the ambulance!” Sam grasped his left arm and groaned in pain. Another person hollered, “Don’t move! You might have broke your arm!”  After what seemed like an eternity, Sam felt himself being hauled onto an ambulance and was sent to the hospital.

          When Sam opened his eyes again, he realised that he was in a hospital ward with his parents bent over him. “How are you feeling, dear?” asked his mother.

          “I’m okay,” Sam replied. “Where’s my phone?”

          The nurse explained that the forklift driver had called the ambulance, and he was whisked to the hospital. Sam had broken his arm and his phone was crushed under the forklift. His parents chastised him, scolding him as he took uncalculated risks, risking his life. They would not buy him a new phone again and he had to help them with the household chores for a week. Meekly, Sam apologised as he found out that he could not find any other excuses. He hung his head in shame and accepted his punishment.

          Sam was discharged with his arm in a cast. He learnt from his parents that Tom had escaped unscathed and had come over personally to apologise to his family.

          When he returned to the playground a week later, everybody stared at him awkwardly, but no one approached him. Maybe it was because they did not know what to say. Maybe they were unhappy that Sam did not share his phone. But to Sam, all that was running through his mind as he sat on the swing was what happened on that fateful day. Tom was nowhere to be seen. Sam sighed and decided to let bygones be bygones and forget about what happened.

          After that accident, Sam vowed never to boast again or put his life in danger. He forgave Tom as he had admitted to his mistake. But they were no longer best friends like they used to be. Losing a five-day old phone was already an unexpected event, but what really left an indelible mark on Sam’s memory was the fact that it was caused by his bosom buddy.

Jared's P5 English Compo

Draft 1 32marks-All by his effort

 
But this kind of result is really hardly comes by, he has been consistently at 23-28 region this year..The standard are so high..all I could do is find him model compos to read..And whether luck would be with him or not..really up to the exam day's performance

Title     :  Pride Comes Before a Fall         

                     

Theme/Topic : A Competition   

         “Welcome to the Annual Sports meet!” the judge boomed over the microphone. It was the day of the yearly competition and I was eager to get on the track soon. Our team of runners all headed to the changing room to get ready for the one hundred metre sprint. I was not going for that race. As I relaxed in the room, I eyed my partner,Tim, who would join me during the eight hundred metre run. Unlike me, he was doing intensive warm-ups, still doing last minute practices. He had been training for many hours daily. Ha! I thought. His effort will be wasted! I have always been winning this race, and he always got in last place. I flashed him a smirk and plopped onto the couch. He ignored me and still did his practicing. Ever since the last competition, I had assumed that I would just win every race, even without practicing. I was good enough, after all.

         I watched as the different running races carried on at the observing window in the changing room. The team’s performance had improved, but not quite well. I quickly calculated that for the team to win the running competition, I would have to get first place. That should be no problem for me, I thought.

         Just as I thought that I was about to fall asleep, the speaker announced, “Now, we shall invite the runners for the eight hundred metre race! I quickly tied my shoelaces of my worn out shoes. I had not bothered to replace them as I knew that I could with any competition, no matter what footwear I wore. I stood up and strutted proudly to the track. It was my time to shine! “See you on the podium!”I called to Tim. He still ignored me. Who cares, anyway? I waited for the crack of the air rifle...

         Boom! I dashed out of the starting line like an arrow from a bow. Arms pumping at ninety degree angles, I looked over my shoulder. To my satisfaction, the competitors were all far away, in the cloud of dust I had left. I was the only one so far who could sprint the entire eight hundred metres anyway. I sprinted faster and faster, until the all was a blur around me, ignoring my coach’s advice on conserving energy for the last one hundred metres.

         Just as I was nearing the four hundred metres mark,  I felt my lungs get heavy. I was running out of stamina! I pushed myself on, but to no avail as my legs were also starting to be overcome with fatigue. Panic coursed through my veins as the other runners zoomed past me. I was now the last! I deeply regretted not training hard for the next few months.

        Just when I thought the race could not get any worse, it did. I was starting to feel a cramp in my right leg! I started running awkwardly, and I slowed down to a jog. However, my worn out shoes could not take it any more…

         Rip! I watched in horror as my shoelace ripped into half! The longer end got caught under my foot and I felt my blood leave my face as the ground rose up to greet me…

         Crash! I landed on my face with a dull thud! My lips were bloody and I felt that I could no longer continue the race. I limped to the side of the track in dismay, looking at Tim, who had saved his energy to sprint the last one hundred metres and had broken the finishing ribbon. I could not imagine the humiliation and criticism I would get when I got back to the changing room! The rest of the team had heard me jeering at Tim earlier on. In return, they were sure to jeer at me later on.

         When finally returned to the changing room, everyone stared at me, then burst into peals of laughter. Tim had made our group win, not me. During the victory ceremony, the coach chided me for not training, while I sat alone, apart from the rest, watching Tim hold the trophy high above his head. When he returned, I was even ostracised out of his congratulating team.

         Through this incident, I learnt never to be complacent again. It was because of Tim’s effort that he won. Because of my hubris, I fell, not only from the podium, but also on the track. The irony was too much for me to bear. With the determination from my failure, I started training much harder than before, hoping that I could win the next competition.

Jared's 2nd trophy for 2016

This is for his P5 Higher Chinese compo competition...and just when I said its amazing..and and its even more magical that he won for higher chinese...The school has another category for normal chinese.






Collected 9 trophy for both kids so far..6 for Jared, 3 for Kaylen

Jared's latest Stunt (achievement)

Following the last post, of Jared's chinese compo being selected to print in sch compo collections...He came home this week with another happy news..He got first prize for his Chinese Compo competition for P5..

OMG..Till date, both him and us still disbelief...in fact he keep saying if teacher say she annouced wrongly, he is fine with it..

Even the whole class shock with his winning..they gave super loud applaud to Adam who won the consolation prize..but when 1st prize was annouced, everyone like can't believe too.

He brought back the compo to type, and I saw it..it was so so..but the teacher did congratulate him in email for winning the prize..so hey, its after all a good reward for his hardwork.

So from fail 21/40 in SA1, to model compo fit for school compilation, to 1st prize in the P5 cohort..miracles does happen!

Jared's P5 Adventure Camp 1-3 Aug 2016

So the boy went for a 3D 2N trip at MOE Changi..and we got very limited updates on them..just some pics by the form teacher.  And when he came home..he was so tired he slept few hours..and then we got really *angry* to find out that he wore the same piece of underwear & track pant throughout the 3 days..and best of all, he did not brush his teeth at all.  I already have heard horror story from col that kids tend to bath without shower gel..so I had expected that..But he go all to the extend of so unhygenic..1st time heard...aiyo..

Good thing is he really enjoyed the camp..tried all the height activities...looks like his phobia with height is almost gone..


The clean boy we sent off...and packed with so many items..

Raffles Science Olympiad

Jared got selected to join this RSO..it's his 1st time..and the topics are from lower sec-O level Science question...




Update
Jared and Denny  got into 2nd round of RSO...41 chosen from hundreds of students..Most sch send 5 kid per sch!..So they will attend a day of training at RI during the sch hol and follow with half day competition which include theory and practical.

SYF 2016-String Ensemble

A lot of hard work, and preparation started since Dec school holiday...finally it's over!
He has met quite  a no. of frens in his CCA...and some of them are with him during Mandeville Ensemble..


A little prayer before the boys leave school


Just arrived at Republic Poly


With his classmate, Adam


Waiting for their turn













Photoshoot at home

Update
CHS got a Distinction for SYF 2016 String Ensemble!





Celebration

Jared's Prefect Investiture 2015

It's kind of grand event in the primary school.  Jared had to stay back for 4 weekdays to get training and rehearse for it.  Parents are invited, and are supposed to help wear his prefect tie for the first time in front of the hall.  During my times, I don't remember any celebs for that.


New prefects march in













The prefect pledge


The blue ties are the p5 prefect council.  When I asked Jared does he want to aim for Head prefect next year? He said he don't want to rise in ranks..boy without goal..


He must have been one of the smallest P4 prefects.Standing beside him, Zhen Kang, must be the biggest new P4 prefects.










We accidently got the discipline master Mr Yogi to help us take the family pic, only after the pic we knew that he was the discipline master..


We were too engrosed with taking family pic and then forgot all about his solo...Only got this..aiyo..