P/S: *=I don't know how to translate or write
Xing An Literature Camp
6.45,my Nokia 3100 played the ringtone of Next Plane Home.Haiz,broke my lovely dream,was dreaming about a beautiful girl!(Don't think sick,and she is not the girl you are thinking).Eyes were still closed,I brushed and cleaned myself.Put on the only jean that I have and a block T-shirt then went downstairs.About seven fifteen,mom started her car and drove me to the school.In the car,I was thinking,"Is the three guys there?""How is the camp",getting anxious as the school closen in.Picked up the boys,we continued our journey to Zhong Hwa.
Mom took the old route,in other way she was driving on the road that heading to my primary school.Hah,all the beautiful and harsh memories of primary school life displayed in my head.Old friends,teachers,trees,everything.......haiz~
“吉隆坡中华独立中学“
The sign board showed us the direction of the school.We finally arrived!I thought we reached way faster than Mr.Wong,who knows his car was just in front of us-.-III
Everyone was there at the time,just the tally wong haven't come yet.There is a idioms in Chinese-Old horse always know where to go......Mr.Bong leaded us to the air-condition talk hall located on 3rd floor.Fortunately,we are one of the early birds.Found and seated on a 'fung sui' place....*********************
Mom took the old route,in other way she was driving on the road that heading to my primary school.Hah,all the beautiful and harsh memories of primary school life displayed in my head.Old friends,teachers,trees,everything.......haiz~
“吉隆坡中华独立中学“
The sign board showed us the direction of the school.We finally arrived!I thought we reached way faster than Mr.Wong,who knows his car was just in front of us-.-III
Everyone was there at the time,just the tally wong haven't come yet.There is a idioms in Chinese-Old horse always know where to go......Mr.Bong leaded us to the air-condition talk hall located on 3rd floor.Fortunately,we are one of the early birds.Found and seated on a 'fung sui' place....*********************
"Its already 8!Where is the tally?"
As usual,Mr.Bong sent us,the three angel down to the main gate to wait for him.We waited for half and hour,then only that slowy showed up.We went into the hall,camp had just started.Mr.Fu started to give speeches followed by 3 V.I.Ps.Then,we had tea in the classroom next to the hall.After 15 minutes,the first cereamah started.Admiring and creating a poem.One young and handsome teacher deliver his talks.He showed us one very creative poem,too bad you can't read chinese word!Haha,but still you will understand.
After the first talk,its quiz time!We,the noobs know nothing!Haiz....How to answer the questions?
They allowed 15 minute of break,I went to toilet,then walked around.Met my old bad friends....He also brought his little brother to this camp.
Writing a novel,is the title for the next talk.Delivered by Mr.Xu.Of course,another boring one.But still,I don't know why am I paid attention to the talks,maybe it's helpful in my zuo wen?Haha.It followed by another literature quiz again,haiz......
Then,its lunch time!We went down to the canteen located in the hostel,ten people one table
The handsome teacher played a very nice song using his guitar~Really nice
Miss Wu delivered the camp last talks,its about san wen<<
Nothing to talk about it...
The last quiz began,Mr.Fu asked about whicj country did Ernest Hemingway cam from.Of course,I don't know anything,but with the help of Ming Bun and my luck,I got it correct and received the prizes,Haha!
After another tea time,the last program of the camp began.
Nosiy Jia Jun,he talks all along the camp.Damn,we sat in front so the teachers easily picked up what he said.So,they ask him to perform -sing a song called Dao Xiang by Jay in front.HARHAR!
After the QnA session,its performing time!HAHA
Shocking,they also asked ME to go out and sing!Stupid Jia Jun!
I dare to sing,but that song I only listened once and long time never list any chinese song!How to sing??
At the end,they let us go.......we went back to seat and listened to the handsome teacher's performance...
At the end of the camp,its the literature quiz prize giving session.We got the best and another 2 Form 2 also won the prizes.You knowwhy?Because the biased Mr.Bong gave answer lor....
At 5,camp was dismissed~
Thats my Sunday!
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