Monday, 8 May 2017

DIRECTED WRITING :REPORT TO CLASS TEACHER

REPORT TO CLASS TEACHER

You recently participated in a 3-week study program at a Japanese school Write a report to your teacher describing vividly your experience there.

To: Teacher,Puan Hajjah Norani bte  Hj Jumali

From:Saibun Bin  Shamsudin

Subject: A report on the study programme in Osaka,Japan

Date:26TH July,2016
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I was one of the 30 Malaysian  participants who were selected to participate in a three-week study program in Osaka. Japan. The selection criteria were stringent. In fact I had to sit for an oral test. Luckily, I was coached by my teachers to prepare for it. The questions basically tested our general knowledge.The program was organized and funded by Mombusho, the Japanese Ministry of education. The Ministry sponsored our return airfare, food and provided us with a generous living allowance.We were grateful for their generosity as Japan is among the most expensive countries in the world.This was my first ever trip to Japan. I have read about Japan in books and heard about their amazing culture from relatives who had visited the country. But nothing prepared me for the fabulous experience I had there.

Each of the participants stayed with a Japanese family throughout the duration of the program. The family I had stayed with was very kind, generous and humble. I was treated like a prince literally ! Their son was studying at the same school that I was attached to for three weeks and we took the train daily to our school. The public transportation is very efficient though rather expensive. I did not experience any traffic jams or congestions on the road.

It was a splendid learning experience for me at the school. I picked up basic Japanese language skills which allowed me to converse with the pupils without much difficulty. The students there were ever ready to help me with studies especially with complicated mathematical problems. The average Japanese student is well rounded. He or she is also good at sports and able to think and write creatively and critically. Many of them also work part time for pocket money.They are well mannered, well dressed, always polite and humble even though many of them hail from rich families.They treated me very well and of course whenever we go to the restaurants, they always treated me !One very interesting and peculiar habit of them which I have acquired is bending the upper body to acknowledge the other. I think it is a good custom that shows respect for the other.

The food is another experience. Japanese like sea food and that explains why majority of them are slim and health. They also eat lots of vegetables and I actually picked up the habit of eating more vegetables from them. The tempura and other sea food dishes ere heavenly !But their peculiar liking for raw fish and prawns is something I do not share ! However, I noticed there is an increasing number of  western fast food restaurants which are gaining popularity among the younger Japanese. I guess it would not be long before they too battle obesity problems like us !

I had experienced lots of memorable events there. There was once I was lost in a shopping complex. My Japanese hosts were in a boutique nearby and I could not find them. A kind elderly old man actually helped me to find them. In fact, he even treated me lunch despite  my refusal !

My experience in Japan had been invaluable. My only hope is more Malaysian  students would be given the opportunity to experience the culture and school environment there.


*Credit to Teacher,Puan Hajjah Norani Bte Hj Jumali.

Saturday, 6 May 2017

NARRATIVE ESSAY SPM CONTINOUS WRITING

Write a story about a father who was engrossed with his bad attitude of gambling but in the end has repented.Begin the story “I did not bother to pursue the discussion anymore......"

I did not bother to pursue the discussion anymore.I knew my big brother,Daniel, was very disturbed.He was so disappointed  with dad's latest development.Dad  has made umpteen promises to Daniel,me and my mum  that he would not touch those gambling cards anymore.Yet he did and continued with his disgusting attitude.He would be engrossed at the gambling table for hours.He did not bother his lunch and sometimes even dinner.His disgusting attitude made our blood boiled.I noticed that mum could not take it anymore.I guessed she has reached her maximum patience.She had been crying over the last two weeks and is still crying now.I  was on the brink of tears when I looked at mum.Mum was very certain that dad would not change after that tragic retirement.
Dad  took an early retirement  as he was involved in an accident.One  of his legs was badly injured and has to be cut.So dad used a stick.He was very much slower.He made a lot of complaints unlike those days when he had his two legs.While on retirement,he befriended an old primary school colleague. They picked up new hobby-fishing.Soon,the group expanded,after a month,they already had eight anglers.
They decided to go fishing  at an island off Besut,about 3 hours  from Besut Jetty.Their mission is  to bring back laden of fish,prawns and crabs.They are  supposed to be back home after 2 days.We are at home doing our usual routines.So the next morning,dad suppose to call us.We should be picking him up at the jetty.The call didn’t come through.I was particularly worried. The cold morning pierced my bones. How I missed dad now? I saw mum rooted to the ground and a haze of fear surrounded her. While  my brother and I sat on the sofa,the  call finally came in. My mum picked up the call.Tears welled up in her eyes and began rolling down her cheeks like rivulets. Panic started to engulf me and my brother. We could not  do anything because we didnt know what actually   happened. I saw my mother listed something on a piece of  paper.Then mum sounded that dad and a few others were hospitalised. After a while, she was busy packing my father belongings like clothes, tooth brushes and towel. Within  minutes everything was ready.Soon my aunt dropped by  and cooked for us.
We were  still speechless and dumbfounded. "What really happened?"Danial  asked with curiousity.My aunty bravely explained the situation.Paralyzed with fear, she could not arrange her words nicely.Then she broke the silence."Your dad was badly injured,beaten by other gamblers while fishing at the island"My aunt dropped the bombshell..She could not  command her legs to walk anymore.Then she added,"I think your dad needed you all  badly".We quickly jumped into Danial’s car and headed to the hospital.
 Weeks passed by,I was at lost for words when dad came back and he was sitting on the wheelchair. His whole body was swollen including his bluish eyes and cheeks.My brother lost for words too. My mum eyes were puffy and red after all the crying. With those signs very clearly shown,I knew that my dad would take probably longer time to recover.
Dad never changed.I felt utterly disappointed. My blood boiled because I thought my dad has changed. Danial didn’t say a word.I guessed he too was extremely disappointed.
Months passed by,dad sounded to us that he wanted to change and this time,he meant what he said.He had a hard time eversince.,He was fighting his ego.Now he tries to be a better husband and father to us. Tears of joy streamed down my cheeks.My mum too.I always thought mum as a superwoman.She deserved all the credits.Her loves towards dad never changed.I wondered whether i could be like mum,so patience,loving and having a strong personality.I wish I possess half of mum’s  characteristics.



Thursday, 4 May 2017

SPM 2010:NARRATIVE ESSAY

It had been raining all day over the last two weeks. Sometimes I heard roaring thunder and I saw flashes of lightning. I remembered vividly when I was 12 years old, this similar rain caused a heavy flood. My heart was palpitating wildly as I looked out on the incessant rain. Deep in my mind, there is a strong possibility that the  traumatic experience which I suffered 10 years ago,I would be facing it again.
  
On that fateful day, the rain was raining like cats and dogs. After 8 hours of staring  sharply at the rain pouring out of  my window, a revelation hit me that something was not right. The drains were soon clogged and  the water overflowed  into the house, causing panic to all of us. At that point of time, my two years old baby sister was almost out of sight. Luck was apparently on our side as my mother managed to rescue her in the nick of time before anything  worse could happen to her.
Despite the chaos occurring around us, my father managed to gain control and in a loud and  firm voice, he asked all of us to carry our important belongings upstairs to the first floor of our double-storey house. My room was  unfortunately downstairs so I had a hard time as I needed  to move things upstairs. Hundreds of my treasured books which I bought using my own money were lost in the water. I could not save all of my private things and my heart sank as each one of the stuff I lost in the flood had sentimental value to me. Hiding my disappointment, I went on carrying the electronics upstairs.

The whole family went upstairs waiting patiently for the water to recede. Fortunately for us, the water level was not higher than the first floor as it only rose as high as two metres in the house. In spite of the relief,I was still upset over my books getting destroyed as reading was my leisure time.We spent the entire night uncomfortably waiting for the water to recede.

After what I  felt like an interminable situation, the rain finally stopped pouring and the water had eventually receded, so we  began our  cleaning up. It was a tedious job, but thankfully everyone lent a hand. Everybody in the  family helped out cleaning the mess in my room. For days we spent most of our time mopping and cleaning the house. Aside from losing a lot of our precious things, some minor renovations and repaintings were required. We were not born with a silver spoon in our mouths, but my father had to spend a lot of money just to make the house return to the way it used to be, if not even better.

Ten years had passed since then, but it was still as traumatizing as the first time it happened. I could not get over how scary the experience was for me and for everyone in my family. I felt as if I had been on the brink of death on that red-lettered day and I would not want to experience the same thing all over again. And although a decade had gone by, I was reminded of it on every rainy day


AFIQAH SMK AHMAD MAHER
SUGGESTED ANSWERS


TO: Teacher Advisor,English Language Society,Puan Hajjah NorAsyikin Bt  
        Haji Ismail

FROM: Secretary of English Language Society,Ahmad Kamil Bin
              Mustaqim

SUBJECT:A report on the visit to Seri Kasih Orphanage

DATE:   10th April, 2017
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The first week of the last school holidays was a memorable and meaningful moments for the members of the English Language Society of SMK Kampung Laut.The society has organized a special trip to Seri Kasih Orphanage,The Home of the Orphans  on March 31st, the first day of school holidays at Kampung Delima,Batu 8, Pasir Putih.There are a total of 75 students involved  comprising  of 40 form 5 male students and 35 form 3 and 4 female students There 4 accompanying teachers are Sir Rosdi,teacher-advisor of SMK Kampung Laut  English Language Society,Teacher Madihah,our senior science teacher,Puan Marini,our Bahasa Melayu teacher and finally Mr Toh  Bee Seng,our Physical Education teacher.We started our 65 minutes journey with two special chartered buses sponsored by YB Dato Hj Ismail Bin Haji Ibrahim,the chairman of PIBG of SMK Kampung Laut.We reached the orphanage at about 9.15 a.m.

We were greeted by the matron of the orphanage,Puan Seri Hajjah Maimunah and her delegations.The cheerful and estatic feelings of the orphans really touched our hearts.Puan Seri started with a welcoming speech.All eyes were on her and many wiped their tears at the end of her speech when many tragic stories of the orphans were revealed.We could see that there were a strong unity among the 95 orphans and they were really superb on their manners and etiquettes.We just loved the ways they behaved and lived within their circles.Sir Rosdi reciprocated with a short but very meaningful speech and then presented  a cheque of RM1000 donated by the students of SMK Kampung Laut.

The morning activities started with a gotong royong project viz cleaning-up of surau and the main hall. The students were made up of 15 groups of 5 students each while some senior orphans also lent their hands.Then we proceeded to outdoor programmes  such as telematches held for the female students.The male students proceeded with a friendly volleyball match.We stopped for  a short break at around 11.30a.m and later were  served with a light refreshment.

The next programme was  when all the students and the orphans were requested to assemble  at Seri Kasih main hall for the talentime show.We were entertained by the hidden talents of the orphans particularly on the group singing of nashid and coral speaking.Some of our students also joined them by presenting some classical and malay traditional songs aided by 3 plus one music.
We then had our lunch and dzohor prayer at around 1.30 p.m.We were served with very sumptuous and appetizing toasted fish mixed with  beryani rice.
Our next programme was an hour tuition sessions.Our own form 4 and 5 students willingly broke up into small groups assisted  the form 3 orphans mainly on Mathematics and English essays.Then our form 3 students had a study group with form 1 and 2 orphans discussing on some school works and assignments.It was indeed a short but very meaningful and helpful sessions.Most of the orphans are  very hardworking and dedicated students.Some of  them have  topped the classes.Some even managed  flying colour results.

Our last programme was photograpy and souvenirs sessions.We brought beautiful souvenirs and presented to each and every orphans.They were beaming with joy and many had willingly treated  our senior students as their  adopted brothers and sisters.Besides we also presented  to them with large hampers which consisted  of chocolates,biscuits,nuts and fresh fruits.The matron,Puan Seri Hajjah Maimunah presented her closing speech and invited all of us to come back again  next year for another great programme.

We left Seri Kasih Orphanage Home at about 5 p.m.Many of us had cherished the good memories and glad that we had performed our social responsibility with the orphans  of Seri Kasih Orphanage.We certainly  would love to come back next year with more great programmes in hand.


Thank you.

DIRECTED WRITING

DIRECTED WRITING:REPORT

The English Language Society has recently visited an orphanage as part  of the social responsibilities of the society.
You being the Secretary of the Society is required to write  a detail report to the Advisor on the outcome  of your visit.
Use the following notes to assist you in your preparation of the report.

*Date of visit/Students involved/Accompanying teachers/Purpose
*Programmes conducted
   a)introductory speech/ cheque presentation
   b)gotong royong/cleaning up
   c)talentime show
   d)friendly games/telematches
   e)group tuitions
   f)photography and souvenirs session
   h)closing speech

When writing the report, you should remember to:
address your report to the Advisor
provide a title
use all the information given
If you wish to provide other suggestions on the programmes,you may do so.













Friday, 5 August 2016

NARRATIVE ESSAY :WRITE A STORY ABOUT A BAKER WHO FACED SERIOUS CHALLENGES IN HIS INITIAL BUSINESS BUT EVENTUALLY FLOURISHED AND BECAME SUCCESSFUL

NARRATIVE ESSAY :WRITE A STORY ABOUT A BAKER WHO FACED SERIOUS CHALLENGES IN HIS INITIAL BUSINESS BUT EVENTUALLY FLOURISHED AND BECAME SUCCESSFUL.

BEGIN YOUR STORY AS FOLLOWS: The loaves of breads were finally ready to be taken out from the oven when suddenly.....

NARRATIVE ESSAY :WRITE A STORY ABOUT A SEAMSTRESS WHO MADE A GRAVE MISTAKE ON HER CLIENT'S MATERIAL..

WRITE A STORY ABOUT A SEAMSTRESS WHO MADE A GRAVE MISTAKE ON HER CLIENT'S MATERIALS.

BEGIN YOUR STORY AS FOLLOWS:"My heartiest apology for the damage of these materials.....
 

NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY ABOUT A DISCPLINARY TEACHER WHO FACE RETALIATIONS FROM STUDENTS DUE TO HER STRICT ATITTUDE.


The teacher walked into the classroom and abruptly the class turned silent.The class monitor, Haziq stood up and ordered the class to stand up.’Good morning teacher Rozita’.The same greeting  was followed by 36 students who started to show some nervousness and uneasiness.Then teacher Rozita’s  voice crackled with anger.’Everyday when I passed through this class,I can hear laughters,giggles,shoutings  talking and nothing else but full of noises,this is worse than Selayang wet market.’The class turned into a cemetery,not even a sound until you can hear a pin drops.An angry frown creased from her forehead and she began slowly walked to the class monitor.Haziq’s face pointed to the floor.He stood rooted to the ground,not even a word coming out from his mouth.Frightening thoughts raced through his mind.He was completely speechless.

Suddenly,teacher rozita lost her senses. She knew that Haziq was behind all the messes she had earlier. Her car was scratched and somebody purposely threw some bad eggs  on her car's roof.Her face was contorted with rage and fury.She had enough of Haziq's nonsense. Then she ordered everybody to get out of the classroom.She ordered the males to stand up under the blazing of the sun. The females to carry the chairs and sit in rows under the same heat. She wanted the male students to tell her who scratch her car and who threw the bad eggs on her car's roof.An hour has passed and still not even one student admitted the offence. One of the female students,Dayana could not take it anymore sitting under the blazing sun, she has passed out and  was carried into the classroom.

Two hours has passed and still none of the boys admitted. Teacher Rozita ordered the female students to carry the chairs into the classroom. She has totally lost her patience. Finally she called Haziq, Mat Jawi, Jali and Stopa to move further to the middle of the field while the rest proceeded walking back to the classroom.She told them if any one of them admitted the offences, then all of them could  go back to the classroom.

Suddenly teacher Rozita's name was announced through the paging system. She was asked to report to the Principal's room.She walked briskly to the Principal's room while the four boys went to the parking bay and searched for her car.They took out two long nails and pierced into the two front wheels. They hated teacher Rozita for her ego and  no nonsense atittudes. Then they walked back to the classroom pretended nothing happen.

The bell shrielled and teacher rozita's teaching period was over. The whole class clapped in joy as almost every student in the class did not like her presence.Mat Jawi  saw  teacher Rozita drove out from the parking bay. She seemed to be in a hurry. He slowly whispered to Stopa beside him and pointed at the moving vehicle driven by teacher Rozita. Apparently, their maths teacher, Puan Sabariah told the class that she had to rush to PPD Kota Bharu meeting  an officer in charge of  examination. She has to drive fast because she has to be at the office within one hour.

Soon the bell rang and everybody was dismissed. Haziq and his friends were at the cybercafe when Farini came in and told them that teacher Rozita was in coma. Her car went out of control and burst in the middle of Salor -Kota Bharu highway. She is now at Intensive Care Unit at USM,Kubang Krian. Her condition was serious.
Haziq and his friends were speechless and all of them went home feeling quilty and regretted for their stupid actions.

They were not sure of their next of action tomorrow morning but the four of them were speechless and hiding in fear. They were thinking of probable consequence the next morning.

FARINI

SMP PEREMPUAN,PASIR MAS

NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY ABOUT A DICPLINARY TEACHER WHO HAS TO FACE RETALIATIONS FROM HER STUDENTS AS A RESULT OF HER STRICT ATITTUDE.

WRITE A STORY ABOUT A DICPLINARY TEACHER WHO HAS TO FACE RETALIATIONS FROM HER STUDENTS AS A RESULT OF HER STRICT ATITTUDE.
BEGIN YOUR STORY AS FOLLOWS:

The teacher walked into the classroom and abruptly the class turned silent..

NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY ABOUT A YOUNG GIRL WHOSE HOUSE WAS ON ATTEMPTED ROBBERY

Write a story about a young girl whose house was on  attempted robbery.

Begin your story :Lina was nervous when the door opened…
Lina was nervous when the door opened . She decided to crawl and hid behind a wooden cupboard. . Panic started to engulf her . She felt a wave of fear rushing through her . Somewhere upstairs a hinge creaked as the door opened . Then came the sound of walking boots on the wooden floor . She felt a chill ran dawn her spine . Her parents and siblings were not at home as they were at grandma's home attending a 'tahlil feast' . In fact Lina's mum just call and told her that they were on the way home and would be arriving  in  half an hour time . Beads of cold sweets . started to drip from her forehead as she caught a glimpse of two dark skinned and tall  intruders were trying to enter her parent's master bedroom . How Lina wish her parent are here . The cold black night pierced her very nervous bones.She was paralysed with fear.She could not commands her leg to move .
      
Lina desperately searched for her handphone . She look at every nook and   corner but was unable to locate it.She recalled  vividly and finally she remembered her handphone was o the top of one of the drawers in the kitchen . It was somewhere on the cabinet near the sink. The question is how can she walk slowly downstairs grab  her mobile phone then  open the main door and scream for help . Her fingers trembled  and she could feel the drumbeat of her heart . She was at loss for words . It is a matter of life and death for her . Without tinge of doubt , she sprinted downstairs opened up the main door and scream for help.The two  intruders were busy ransacking the room.When they  heard the scream, they were panicked . Fortunately Lina saw flashes of light from  a vehicle that she was familiar with. Lina knew it was her father's mercedes . She quickly ran to her mum and hugged her while her eyes were puffy and red . She told her dad about the intruders . Her dad quickly called  the police and at the same time alerted the neighbourhood . Within minutes the house was blockaded with many neighbours,rest of the residents  and friends .

The intruders were holding bags of cash and jewelleries . The blood drained from their face when they heard the siren from the police patrol cars. Their eyes flashed with anger and resentment recalling how could they failed in this robbery .  Their hair stood on end thinking how they could escape . The police use the loud-hailers directing the intruders to give up and showed themselves . There were many onlookers waiting to have a glimpse of these intruders …….

Please continue the ending by using  appropriate colourful phrases,idioms and strong vocabulary.

GOOD LUCK.

NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY ABOUT A SINGLE MOTHER WHO FACED MISFORTUNES

Write a story about a single mother who faced misfortunes in her life.

Begin the story as follows: The sound of speeding wheels made me turned my head sharply…..

The sound of speeding wheels made me turned my head sharply. I rushed out from my home to check what actually happened.I could see the broken car plate number on the roadside.I was speechless when I saw my mum was lying on the road motionless.Blood profusely oozing out from her head,body and arms.She was badly injured. My caring mother and my only sweetheart  lay unconsciously on the roadside. I quickly went over and hugged her.I whispered to her ear,"Dont leave me mum,please".My eyes were puffy and red. l shouted loudly to get for some help. I could see drain of blood fused out from her head. Tears welled up in my eyes and began rolling down my cheeks like rivulets. A few passers-by and neighbours rushed out and calmed me. Then one of the caring neighbours quickly called the ambulance. After a tiring wait, at last the  ambulance arrived.The police patrol cars,two of them arrived a few minutes later and guarded the massive traffic jam.Traffic was held at a standstill as there were many curious onlookers slowed down their vehicles and wanted to know the cause of this massive traffic jam.One of the police officers was trying hard to locate a genuine witness.I told him that my mum wanted to buy some items for cooking.She always cycled to a nearby mini market about few hundred metres ahead.So that moment was too tragic for her.I told the officer that she was a victim of hit and run.The officer then recorded my statement and picked up the broken plate number on the roadside as an evidence.I could not determine whether it was a car,a small lorry or a van that rammed my mum.But looking at the damaged bicycle,i could see the impact was great.I suspected that it must be a one tonne lorry.

 I quickly followed my mum on the ambulance after my statements were recorded by the police officer.The traffic was massive and the siren from the ambulance really helped easing the distressing situation.We reached the Raja Perempuan Zainab Hospital in Kota Bharu about half an hour later.My mum was straight away stretchered to to the Emergency Unit.Tears welled down again like rivulets from my eyes.I could feel the drumbeat of my heart.I prayed to the Almighty that my mum would be operated successfully.The nurse told me that my mum has to be operated immediately to take out the blood clotting near her brain.My heartbeat  wanted to explode when i heard this distressing news. The thing that i could do right now is  pray and pray.I hope the Almighty would listen to my prayer. The operation took a longer time so i decided the best place to go is the nearby mosque. Copius tears flowed down again on my reddish cheeks and i waited patiently the call from the operation room.

 My heart missed a beat when the doctor called out my name.He slowly pulled me to a side wall and conveyed the distressing news.I broke down after being told that my mum’s chance of survival was at its lowest.I was at loss for words and felt as if my heart had been ripped from my body.But as a slave to the Almighty,I accepted whatever  fate to be drop upon me.I continued my prayer and hope for a miracle to happen.I was allowed to enter the operation room.My mind was disturbed when I saw there were  many wires around my mother's body.I was on the brink of tears. I knew my mum was in a critical condition.
  I couldn’t  believe this would happen to me.I have always dreamed that when I graduated and could secure a good job,I  would  take my mum and  travel to all those places that she has been dreaming of..I just wanted  to see her smiles every minutes.Naturally there would certainly be no replacement for my mum.But with this ill-fated incidence,,every plan that I had arrange for my mum would  certainly turned to nightmare.I would never have anymore chance to be with her or rather travel with her.So I guessed time was so cruel.I  only have a little more time to spend with her.I could see her sufferings,  agony and pains.I tried my best  to  fill up the remaining time saturating her with happiness although my heart was tapped with thorns and misery.I could see her tears falling down from her reddish cheecks.It was so heart breaking to watch all these.

   I spent my whole time and not a second leaving her alone.I  immediately called the nurse when I saw the heart beat machine stopped.It was positioned to zero.It meant my mum was no more alive.Tears welled down my eyes.My eyes were puffy and reddish  and  brimming with tears.That was a tragic moment.for me.  The doctor rushed through trying  his best to save my mum.A nurse has asked me to leave the ward.I felt the adrenalin was going all over my nerves.I waited outside certainly with high hope that  a miracle would happen.

The doctor then  told me that my mum was in coma.He further added,’If your mum is conscious in the next 24 hours,the chances is she would be paralysed’.Although I was sad to hear that news but I accepted reluctantly.

So I waited patiently…….and ready to face whatever the consequences..

ZA AND FATIN-MAAHAD MUHAMMADI PASIR MAS

NARRATIVE ESSAY:WRITE A STORY ABOUT A CONFLICT IN FRIENDSHIP WHICH ENDED WITH TRAGEDY.

Write a story about a conflict in friendship which ended with a tragedy.
Begin your story as follows: I saw the car rammed her on the left side.She fell down motionless….. 

Then, I tried to get closer and closer and my eyes laid head over heels into her eyes. I was drowned into her pain and agony. I grabbed her into my warm hug with the slightest hope that it would help to soothe the pain, agony and hurt that she has suffer.I did not realize a  few droplets of my copious tears  rolled down on her cheeks. She picked up all her strength to open up  her exhausted eyelids and her weaker hands  reached my cheeks slowly wiping  away my tears.Anna was really hurt and honestly her pain was excruciating.  

The public was stunned and nobody wanted to interfere on  this tragic moment.I sounded to her ‘ You are thick headed  Anna ! How could you just turn back?’That burly beast tried hard to snatch the handbag but was in vain.That left Anna sinking in her boots bearing all the head and body injuries. She was dumbfounded. She  just held tight the handbag  when that  burly beast with that sinister disposition wanted to pull  the beautiful handbag that dangled  on her shoulder.

I saw Anna lost her breath.My heart was palpitating wildly and I could feel the adrenaline was rushing through my veins. I screamed at the top of my voice yelling her name and I could feel my fingers trembled.The ambulance finally arrived after that long wait.Then, my family and I dashed to the hospital.I checked thoroughly all the  phone numbers available  in my handphone.I was desperate and hoping that her parents phone number would appear. ‘I got it!’ Those three words which  came out from my mouth unexpectedly. Without any further hesitation, I called the number. I could hear her mother Mrs. Edward cried her heart out.

Soon,,I noticed a woman walked briskly with her distressing face headed  towards me. I guessed  she was Anna’s mother. I totally hit the nail on the head.It was her . Again, she was sobbing her heart out. My tears also dogged to stop. Hours flew by, I could feel the drumbeat of my heart. The doctor came out from the emergency room and told us the news finally.  Anna was in comatose situation.There was too much blood drained out.Her inner strength was superb.  ‘Oh, thank God,at least there is a miracle .’Mrs. Edward exclaimed. I could see mountain of woefulness were taken off from her back. She  hugged and thanked me for umpteen times.
Both of us proceeded to the emergency room to have a glimpse  on Anna. ‘I am sorry Anna’ I asked for her forgiveness. I could see her bright smile although her eyes were closed tightly. My instinct told me that Anna was so fortunate.When I left Anna at the roadside after our argument,she was speechless and dumbfounded.

Then came this burly beast on a motorcycle and snatched her handbag. Without caring for her safety, she crossed the road without looking left and right. Unfortunately  a speeding car rammed her and left her in haste.She  was in excruciating pain and nobody could hear her scream at that time. Anna was bed-ridden for a couple of weeks but our friendship  grew stronger and became everlasting.I had learnt a very valuable  lesson, never ignore a good friend if you have such a small argument.

Months flew by, her laughed and smiled suddenly put an end to the agony that she went through.Now Anna……  


*The ending part is for you to juggle up…..
Write a story about a pensioner who discarded his family, picked up bad habits and damaged his family relationship.
Begin your story as follows: Eric was very disturbed with his  dad’s latest development of playing those gambling cards despite his umpteen promises not to….. 

Eric was very disturbed with dad's latest development playing those gambling cards  despite his umpteen promises not to.His latest attitude made our blood boiled. Then I noticed that my mum was on the brink of tears.She knew that dad would not change after that tragic retirement.Dad was asked to retire early as he was involved in an accident where one of his legs was badly injured and has to be cut.So dad use a stick to assist him walking but he was very much slower.He made a lot of complaints as he found his  manner of walking was  very much slower.Then he befriended an old primary school colleague.They picked up new hobby-fishing.Later they formed a bigger group,eight of them from nearby villages.

 So one evening the eight of them left Besut Jetty at about  6.30p.m.Their mission is  to bring back laden of fish,prawns and crabs.They were supposed to arrive early this morning. The cold morning pierced my nervous  bones. How I missed dad now? I saw mum rooted to the ground and a haze of fear surrounded her. While  my brother and I sat on the sofa, the phone rang. My mother got a call from someone. Tears welled up in her eyes and began rolling down her cheeks like rivulets. Panic started to engulf me and my brother. We could not  do anything because we didnt know what actually   happened. I saw my mother listed something on a piece of  paper.Then mum sounded that dad and a few others were hospitalised. After a while, she was busy packing my father belongings like clothes, tooth brushes and towel. Within  minutes everything was ready.Soon my aunt dropped by  and cooked for us.

We were  still speechless and dumbfounded. "What really happened?"Eric asked with curiousity.My aunty bravely explained the situation.Paralyzed with fear, she could not arrange her words nicely.Then she broke the silence."Your dad was badly injured,beaten by other gamblers".She could not  command her legs to walk and added,"I think he needed you all  badly"

 Weeks passed by,I was at lost for words when dad came back and he was sitting on the wheelchair. His whole body was swollen including his bluish eyes and cheeks.My brother lost for words too. My mum eyes were puffy and red after all the crying. She seemed guilty for leaving us. With those clear signs,I knew that my dad has been beaten by the gamblers. He never changed My guess  was totally true. He had been beaten after gambling by his mean and unfriendly friends. I felt utterly disappointed. My blood boiled because I thought my dad has changed. After that incident, my dad repented. Now he tried to be a better husband and father to us. Tears of joy streamed down my cheeks as my mum always supported him.Credits to my mum because she was such a strong woman and never changed her compassionate feelings towards dad.I wondered whether i could be like mum when i start my matrimonial life later.How I wish I possess mum’s patience characteristics.

Declan Chow

SMJK CHUNG HWA

Sunday, 31 July 2016

Speech from the Head Prefect

Good morning, principal, teachers and friends. First of all, I would like to welcome all the new students who have joined residential school and hope you are enjoying your new life here. As it may be the first time you are away from home, I am sure you are feeling the stress of this new life, especially managing things all by yourself. Therefore, I am taking this opportunity to give you a few tips on how to keep your stress in check and how to relax when things get to be too much. At any given point in time, most students are stressed about something. But don't worry — it is just part of going to residential school where you have to be independent and cope with things on your own.

While having stress in your life is normal and often unavoidable, being stressed is something you can control. There are several things you can do to overcome this. First of all, make sure you get enough sleep. Your sleep schedule is, most likely far from ideal now, so getting more sleep can help your mind refocus, recharge and re¬balance. This can mean a quick nap before study hours, a night when you go to bed early, or a promise to yourself to stick with a regular sleep schedule. Sometimes, one good night's sleep can be all you need to feel charged and energetic once again.

At the same time, you should eat healthy foods. Just like your sleep habits, your eating habits too, may have changed when you came here, especially as you have to follow a new schedule and a new diet. Think back on what and when you had eaten over the past few days. You may think your stress is psychological, but it could just be physical stress if you are not fuelling your body appropriately. So, on outing days, get something balanced and healthy: fruit and vegetables, whole grains and protein. Starting your day with breakfast is necessary — don't ever go to class on an empty stomach. That spells trouble and illness! Studies were conducted in which students were asked to perform tasks after either having eaten or not eaten breakfast. Much evidence pointed out to improvements in learning and memory, and general well-being.

Next, get some exercise. You may think that if you don't have the time to sleep and eat properly, you definitely don't have the time to exercise. However, don't worry about this. You have extra¬curricular activities and games where you can let off your steam and lessen stress. If needs be, you can go for a relaxing 30-minute walk while listening to your favourite music and even take a power nap during rest time. I assure you, you will definitely feel much better. And during weekends, you can play games with your friends.
Another thing is to cultivate friends — socialise and have some fun. If you have been working on some projects or coursework for 3 straight days, then you could be extremely stressed because you are focusing too much on getting things done. Don't forget that your brain is like a muscle, and even that needs a break every once in a while! So have fun with your friends — play games with them, crack jokes or watch a movie on television with them. You will be building the social side of your character that will help you when you leave school.

Fellow students, learn to relax yourselves. The body's natural antidote to stress is called the relaxation response. It's your body's opposite of stress and it creates a sense of well-being and calm. Ensure you stay relaxed by incorporating time into your schedule for activities that are calming and pleasurable: reading a good book or making time for a hobby.

Proverbs and Sayings Equivalent of Malay Peribahasa

A student must include idioms, proverbs or sayings in their essay if they want to get high marks. However, Malay students tend to know more of the Malay peribahasa than its English equivalent. I list here several English proverbs which I think give the nearest meaning for the Malay peribahasa..

1.A bird in hand is worth two in the bush – yang dikejar tak dapat, yang dikendong berciciran

2.An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth – hutang darah dibayar darah, hutang nyawa, nyawa padahnya Better to be safe than sorry – Biar lambar asal selamat

3.Between the devil and the deep blue sea – ditelan mati emak, diluah mati bapak

 4.Blood is thicker than water – air dicincang tak akan putus

5.Cut your coat according to your cloth – ukur baju di badan sendiri

6.Diamond cuts diamond – bertemu buku dengan ruas

7.Don’t judge a book by its cover – air yang tenang jangan disangka tiada buaya

8.Empty vessels make the most noise – tong yang kosonglah yang selalu berkocak

9.Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me – takkan pisang berbuah dua kali

10.Give someone an inch and they will take a mile (yard) – beri betis hendakkan paha

11.It never rains but it pours – sudah jatuh ditimpa tangga

12.It’s no use crying over spilt milk – sudah terhantuk, baru terngadah

13.Kill two birds with one stone – sambil menyelam minum air

14.Like father, like son – bapa borek, anak rintik

 15.Many hands make light work – ringan sama dijinjing, berat sama dipikul

16.No garden without weeds - bumi mana tidak ditimpa hujan

17.No pain no gain - kalau tak dipecahkan ruyung, manakan dapat sagunya

18.No retreat, no surrender - biar putih tulang, jangan putih mata

19.Practice makes perfect – alah bisa tegal biasa

20.Time is money – masa itu emas


21.Where there is a will, there is a way – di mana ada kemahuan, di situ ada jalan

PROVERB ESSAY:ONCE BITTEN TWICE SHY

PROVERB ESSAY:Once Bitten Twice Shy

"Once bitten twice shy" is an old adage. In my case, it became a literal truth.
I was very mischievous as a young boy. I enjoyed playing pranks and practical jokes on people. I also liked to chase cats and used a handmade catapult to shoot at birds on the trees. My parents did not approve of my behavior and constantly berated me for the mischief I caused. I was even given a good thrashing from my father from time to time. But I did not mend my ways until this incident.
I had just finished lunch at home and I was feeling very bored. My brothers and sisters, all of them older than I, had not returned home from school. I decided to walk around the neighborhood and I brought my trusty catapult with me.

Soon, I came to Mr. Lingam's house. His pet dog, a giant Schnauzer, was tied to a post outside his house. I looked around and saw that no one was in sight. I decided to make good use o my catapult and picked a few small pebbles from the ground and aimed at the dog. A few of the pebbles hit the poor dog and it began to howl and help in pain. Eventually, the dog's anger was aroused and it began growling and barking fiercely at me while it strained against the ropes to free itself. I laughed at the dog, feeling amused by my sadistic deed.

Suddenly, the rope that secured the dog snapped and the dog was free from its bonds. With a few powerful strides the dog was on me. Its teeth sank into the flesh of my calf. I screamed in pain and fright and fell to the ground.

Luckily, my screams brought Mr. Lingam running out of the house and he managed to free the dog's teeth from my calf. He brought the dog into his house and quickly brought me to the clinic. The doctor gave me an injection and dressed the wound.

I related the incident to the doctor and Mr. Lingam. The doctor chided me for being cruel to a helpless animal and asked me to be kind and considerate to all creatures in future.
I learnt my lesson that day. I have since stopped playing pranks and being cruel to helpless creatures.


 LINGAM S/O MUTHUSAMY

PROVERB ESSAY:NO PAIN NO GAIN

PROVERB ESSAY:NO PAIN NO GAIN..
This is clearly a motivational proverb. One has to really work hard and prove to the whole world that one's effort,commitment and sacrifices paid off. There is no such thing as 'success without effort'. One has to burn the midnight oil to get  the required knowledge. Then without doubt,one can taste the success and glory. Truly no pains,no gains is a motivational factor for one to taste success and glory.

     The story revolved on a life of a successful businesswoman,Qu Puteh. Untill now,she is so successful having empires of businesses within the nation with a business turn over of RM200 million. She has branch offices in all states and total employees of almost 500. Qu Puteh is so successful that she has wide range of cosmetics,beauty and health products. The products are widely sold in all states and some key products are becoming the major income earners as they are popularly advertised in all television networks. Qu Puteh also become the sponsor of some major television hit programmes.

     All these successes were due to her hard work, commitment and effort. She started very small business during her younger days and has to face with tons of difficulties. There was hardly any response and she failed badly in her first attempt. Then she took a bank loan to expand her coverage and turn over but sadly she received poor response. Finally she had to close shop and declared a  bankrupt.

     A very tragic incident happened where her flat was on fire which resulted in the death of her two sons.She was totally in despair and pulled out from the limelight. Then she rose from her grief and tried not to remember the tragic event. She said that, before her two sons passed away she could feel with all her heart the bad  omen that would happen to her. After she received the news, she remained calmed and accepted the life's trial and tribulation with open heart.

    She re-emerged again after  two years of complete silence.She reorganised her businesses taking into account of  the bitter lesson she had before.She utilized all her strengths and composed them to suit the business structure.She made use of all the oppurtunities and worked along with her competitors.She became a renowned figure in her business circle and her expertise is well accepted both by her  friends and foes.
  
Conclusively, nothing good can  materialise to a person without comitments,efforts and pains. Some people might think that pain only happens to certain people, but in truth, it happens to every person who wants to make a difference in this world. That's why we have to realise that nothing is going to be given on a golden platter or just  handed over to you. We have to work for it. And if that means going through some pains, it doesn't matter for if we have to really work hard until you reach that satisfaction  level
Truly the saying holds for people who believe and confident that hard work pays off.So next time,any venture you want to be involved,remember no pains...no gains.

DESCRIPTIVE ESSAY:THE UNEXPECTED VISITOR

The Unexpected visitor

It was rainy like cats and dogs. The roofs of the house danced with spray and it sounded like the buzzing of angry bees.The grandfather clock shown that the time was already 12:00 a.m. Husnee was home alone while she was in her locked bedroom, reading horror novel she had recently bought. Her soft brown eyes never lift off the pages. She was so engrossed to read what happened next to the main character of the interesting story. About a few hours ago,her parents had to attend to their friend's house for some dinner and left her because Husnee had to do a lot of assignments besides to keep an eye to the house. While  enjoying reading many pages,out of the blue the front doorbell rang off as the rain stopped. Husnee frantically closed the novel. Her fingers trembled and she could feel the drumbeat of her heart. Her mind could not stop thinking who might be in front of the door at that moment. Knock! Knock! Her blood started to flow faster and she could feel the adrenaline as she made her way downstairs to the front door at a crawling speed.

   Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! "Alright,alright! I'm coming",Husnee tried to make voice. She slowly squeezed the handle of the door. As the door opened,Husnee was shocked again. There were two policemen and her schoolmate,Rozan who lives just a few blocks away from her house standing in front of her on the rainy day. She was in bewilderment and feeling baffled. "Why do you bring policemen along with you to my house,Rozan? You're not usually come here at midnight. Go back to your home or your mom will scold you!",started Husnee. Rozan always beat the sack early at night when she always burn the midnight oil. She was unexpected to see that boy coming to her house late at night. "Your...your parents,there!",screamed Rozan utter breathlessly. Then,the police began to inform that Husnee's parents were involved in accident before  they could reach home. Husnee was dumbfounded and speechless after the police dropped the bombshell. Without tinge of doubt,Husnee took on her scarf and departed to the accident scene with them.

   After reaching there,Husnee could see a crowd of people swelled. According them,there was a young driver sped recklessly on the slippery road. Her father's car zipped past cars and accelerated the speed.
Suddenly,his car veered abruptly to the right and plunged into a ravine,crashing into a tree. Tears started to roll down her reddish cheeks as she approached her beloved parents. Their bodies were bleeding profusely. Some of her relatives and neighbours tried to calm her down. Within minutes and  in a daze, the ambulance arrived to take both of her parents to the nearby hospital. Husnee's heart ached and she could hardly breathe normally. Her lung burnt as she desperately tried to breathe.

   After arriving at the hospital,nurses rushed in a blink of an eye took Husnee's parents to the Intensive Care Unit (ICU). Both of them lying motionlessly on the bed. Meanwhile,Husnee and her relatives,also Rozan's family waiting patiently outside the operation room. Husnee's lips moved desolate in prayer,imploring the Great Almighty to save her dearly parents. At that moment,Rozan was feeling awry about his friend and he could know what actually was hovering in her mind.

   Tears welled up again in Husnee's eyes. Then,she composed herself and wiped the tears away. Her eyes were puffy and red after all crying. Not long after that,the doctor came out from the room. All of them immediately stood up from their chairs. After that,Husnee started to ask the doctor about her parents' condition as well. Unluckily,the doctor quipped,"Husnee,forgive me. Your parents could not be safe anymore due to the critical haemorrhage. Husnee was so devastated,sinking in her boots and taken aback. At the same time,she could not be as stronger as before to stop her crying. Tears overflowed her rosy face non stop as the doctor left. Husnee cried sorrowfully on her aunt's right shoulder trying to accept the fate.
A week after Husnee's parents death, her big family from her mum came to visit Husnee in Malaysia. They were all came from Thailand and abode fortnight together with others in Husnee's house. Sometimes,they persuaded Husnee to stay along with them but she could not leave the house just like that as there were a lot of unforgettable memories and she could remember all the bygones she had done together with her beloved parents. While Husnee remained distressed over her parent's death,she knew she must concentrate on her studies and continue her life as much as  she could..

SITI ANIS-MAAHAD KOTA BHARU







DESCRIPTIVE ESSAY:A HOLIDAY I WOULD NEVER FORGET

A holiday I would never forget

Holidays, a time everyone gets hyped up over, parents planning activities for the family to spend quality time with and school children ( as well as teachers) jumping for joy. Hello, waking up late, celebrating, goin for tuition and best of all, vacations! In myy case, a holiday I would never forget is a fruitful one I expereinced five years ago, where my family I spent six days in the land of K-Pop and ' kimchi '- Korea.
        Finally, after ages of waiting, our family arrived in beautiful Korea. Stepping out of the plane, we could feel the chilly weather to our bones. Never experiencing that kind of weather, my siblings and I were totally excited. Passing through immigration and baggage claim, we were talking animatedly about our new surroundings. Since we went with tour group, we knew we were in good hands.

 Incident number one. We were supposed to take a bus to check in at the hotel, as instructed. I guessed I was overeager and without thinking. I ran to a random bus and knocked on the door. The young bus driver opened the door and looked at me with a puzzled expression. He started asking me something in 
Korean, which of course I did not understand. I tried to reply in English, but before I could make the attempt, my father quickly apologized to the driver and walked me back to the tour group who was watching from afar, shaking with laughter. It turned out that the bus I was running to was not the bus we were supposed to take. I dismissed my burning cheeks. I was glad I could be the butt of everyone's jokes on my first day in a foreign country.

        It was a bit past lunch time when we were done checking in our hotel. Not doubt, everybody's stomachs were grumbling. Thank God after checking in, we were going to have our lunch and do a bit of sightseeing. While waiting for the others outside the hotel, we walked around nearby. There was a row of vending machines that sold various snacks and beverages, including Haagen Dazs ice-cream , and instant noodles. My mother had a craving for Nescafe, so she spent her first Korrean money on that.

        At the restaurant, a delicious meal was already spread out for us. That was the first time we all tried kimchi, a spicy  and sour vegetable side dish.I did not think it was horrible,  buut I preferred the fish kimchi much better. We all ate using chopsticks, so that was kind or awkward for me  and  my siblings, as we were not skilled at using them yet. Being Malaysians, we were used to rice, so it was a good thing that the Korean meal included rice and a few other side dish, eaten from a Bento box. It was weird though, the rice was stickier compared to the rice  we eat at home, mainly to make it easier to eat using chopsticks. There was also hot and scumptious miso soup together with the meal. Since my sister and my brother did not like it much, I finshed up theirs. I gulped the warm soup down my throat- a nice connntrast from the shivering weather outside.

        One of the highlights of our activities that we did in Korea was skiling. Everybody from the tour group was looking forward to that, even the 52-year old couple traveling with us. Since it was'nt fully snownig yet, the hill was coverred with artificial snow. After grobbing our ski gear, we listen to a briefing by the instructor. He was very help ful, especially with us kids annd the elderly couple.

        Feeling jumpy and hyperactive, me and my sister made our way to the cable car and successfully skied down a slope. I thought, " We're natural at this," and my sister could not agree more. When we came to see how our parents and brother were doing, my brother started to throw a snowball towards me and my sister. It hit me, and we started having a small snowball fight of our own, just like in the movies! I guessed we got a bit out of hand and my sister accidentally hit a woman's back. when she turned around, she had this angry look on her face and started to walk towards us.I hurried my siblings to continue skiing with our parents,and we ran away before she cold catch us. Breathless, we giggled innaivety as we recapped the moment.

        In a way, skiing is like swimming. Why do I say so? Well, when swimming ,you do not feel tired , but you would see the effect when you get ravenous and eat more after a session or when you aintend to tke a nap, but it is extended to long hours. The same goes to skiing. When we arrived at the hotel after skiing, we were drained out and starving. Instant noodles saved the day! We all ate curry-flavoured Maggi together, savouring the memontary pleasure. We also dozed off quite early that night , right after going for a walk to enjoy the amazing night view of th mountains, and breathing the cool, fresh winter air.

        Shopping in Korea was also different compared to Malaysia. Its malls were packed with small shops or stalla on every floor. Big boutiques were not seen as much as the quaint kiosks. Nevertheless, I found shopping at their markets more enjoyable, especially because you could haggle the price. Their specialities   were crystals, fabrics and outerwear. Apart form that, I also liked their wet markets , mainly because they were very clean and they did not have that fishy smell. I remembered a shocking incident when walking through the stalls of the wet market. A large fish jumped  out its aquarium  and onto the floor. I stared at it and suddenly, I saw a huge cutting knife slicing through the fish's neck! It was the owner of the stall's doing. Then, the owner left the fish flapping around lifelessly without a head.

        There was also a treasure trove among the stalls of the wet market- a tiny shoop which served grilled seafood. My family stepped into the shop and ordered some grilled fish and cockles.
        After saying our prayers, we devoured our mouth-watering find of the day. Dripped in a type of souce, the seafood was the best I had ever eaten, as you could taste the freshness. Or maybe I was just hungry after  a full day of activities.

        If it was up to me, there were so many things to write on my memorabe trip to Korean. Not onli we got to spend quality time together as a family, but we also learnt countless new things and even discovered hidden talents. My father always said we should travel with an open mind and an open  heart. This is when you get to see your capability to adapt to changes. Just enjoy the simple things in life and be thankful of what you have. So, do just that. Who knows you might discover a part of yourself you never know existed?  


Source: By Roshini Bala

Friday, 29 July 2016

ARGUEMENTATIVE ESSAY:TUITION IS A NECCESSITY

Tuition is a neccessity....Discuss
   
Back in those days,tuition was not  necessary as education was not  emphasized. But today we can see a lot of  differences.There are abundant of tuition centres  mushrooming  in many established  towns.Some even started in smaller towns but on a smaller scale but the numbers keep on increasing.
Students these day are increasingly preassured to churn out better and excellent academic results.Hence many parents and students themselves feel it is necessary to enrol in tuition centres as they believe it can help them achieving such flying colours results.It is rare to see students not attending tuition classes.

   First and foremost,tuition is a  necessity as it helps students to brainstorm better study skills and get taught by innovative methods. Tutors in tuition centre who are mostly  very experienced and knowledgeable circulate to the students with numerous types of question papers  that work  affectively for the students. For example,they are able to teach the weaker students the perfect,compact and cushiest way to write an essay and solve  Mathematical problems. They also can learn the teaching skills off by heart. So,these methods attract students and they talk among themselves and the words spread like wildfire which tuition centres they would attend to get these benefits.

   Furthermore,tuition class provide safer environment for open discussion. Sometimes, students may not be as willing to ask questions in a large class,as  in their school because in most schools,a class usually comprises about 40 to 45 students. Among so many classmates,the shy and introverted ones normally find it difficult to ask  questions when they draw blank. Besides,teachers may seem unapproachable and cannot give 100% special attention to the weaker students. This makes student  in fear and uncomfortable. But,by working with the tuition's tutor,this is certainly advantageous for the timid students as they get the opportunities and confidence to speak out as discussions and dialogues may lead to better understanding. Tutors also can afford to be more patient and allow students to take their time. Thus,they can cover a lot  on the subjects they do not understand in the classroom.

 Apart from that,conducive milieu in the tuition centre also attract the students to attend the class. As many people know that tuition provides the cosiest surroundings for the student  to focus on their learning process. For example,most  tuition classes  are air-conditioned,well posture of learning facilities and accomodate  below 20 students. Generally,a classroom is not conducive for students as the class is so crowded. Moreover,  dull students are having difficulties to follow.So,such a student may fail to catch the eye of the teacher.At such attending tuition classes may be helpful. Evidently,with the help of tuition tutors,the  students can progress and improve gradually.

   Other than that,tuition class plays a subtle,but highly an  important role that it is not limited to the academic arena. Students from various schools often meet in tuition classes. By resorting to tuition exposures,every pupils will get to know among each other. For example,students can get golden opportunities to exchange examination papers from the other students and may receive useful informations from them. On the other hand,students can spend their leisure time studying in the tuition and avoid goofing around,as the saying goes,procrastination is the thief of time.

   In a nutshell,students who are struggling with their studies will find tuition classes beneficial as it will help them to latch on and learn their school materials more thoroughly and easily. They also can evolve their study skills as soon as possible if they are always doing. a lot of revisions. Undeniably,it is better for students,neither kids nor teenagers to take part and enrol to the tuition classes as they are able to acquire unrivalled mastery of a particular subject. Therefore,i firmly trust that tuition is absolutely a necessary tool for students to weed their weaknesses and boost their self-confidence,morale and excellence.


SITI ANIS MAAHAD KOTA BHARU