Hey 5B(2007)!
Today is the last day of school. Wish you people luck for next year(PSLE)! And, by the way, Miss Lam, can we don't delete this blog? Please?
To Vanessa: Hey, Vanessa. I'm trying to make the story funny!!
Wen Lin
Thursday, 15 November 2007
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
"Misunderstanding"
Hey all.
You must be wondering what i mean by "misunderstanding". Well. If you would proceed on to read Wenlin's last post (Ghost Story 2 - The Grand Piano) , you'll get what i mean. Wenlin added some parts, like the "Vinegar Factory".
For the original story, comment so and i'll get my friend to tell me the whole story over again and i'll post it here word for word (LOL!).
Okay...
CYA!
Vanessa
You must be wondering what i mean by "misunderstanding". Well. If you would proceed on to read Wenlin's last post (Ghost Story 2 - The Grand Piano) , you'll get what i mean. Wenlin added some parts, like the "Vinegar Factory".
For the original story, comment so and i'll get my friend to tell me the whole story over again and i'll post it here word for word (LOL!).
Okay...
CYA!
Vanessa
Thursday, 1 November 2007
Ghost Story 2 - The Grand Piano
This is a ghost story which Vanessa told me, when Miss Lam didn't come... Pretty creepy! Only the four of us(Karen, Vanessa, Vivian and me!) at the back of the class!
Do not blame me if you have a phobia for piano after reading this story!
There was this couple. The woman was not able to be pregnant. One day, they ***. Surprising, the woman got pregnant. Nine months later, she give birth to a beautiful girl. She used to be sweet and kind. But as she grown up, she started to turn bad and proud.
One day, the couple *** again. And opps! The dad forgot to put on a con***! BOOM! The woman was pregnant again! Once again, she gave birth to this girl who was much more beautiful than the first child. All the troubles started... The first child was jealous. Very jealous. So jealous that the "vinegar" she "ate" was able to open a vinegar factory.
The second child had piano lesson when she was 5 years-old. Amazing, she was able to sing the exact key. Like "Do", she was able to sing "Do" perfectly. As she loved to play the piano,she plays it every single day. The first child hated the sound of the piano. So, one night, she sneaked out of her room and play the piano loudly. Just before their parents opened the door, the first child ran back to the room. When their parents went to the living room, they didn't see anyone playing the piano. They didn't care because they thought they having the same dream where someone was playing the piano loudly. As if they were sleepwalking, they went back to their room. The first child played the piano for the second time that night but their parents were too tired to go out of their room again to see who was playing the piano. The piano was spoiled by the first child. When their parents realised it, they kept the grand piano in the store room and they bought a new piano for the second child.
One day, their parents went for a holiday. As usual, the second child played the piano(the new one). Slowly, the first child went up to the second child and killed her. The first child hid the second child's head into the grand piano and hid the body somewhere else. When "their" parents came back from their holiday, they realised that the second child was gone. They ask the first child but she said she did not know where she went to too.
As the second child was gone, they decided to keep the grand piano. One day, the mother went to see the grand piano. (Remember! The grand piano was spoiled!) She pressed one key. "Do"
"It sounds like mei mei's voice,"the mother thought. She pressed that key again. "Do" She decided to call her hubby(haha) to hear. Her hubby pressed one key. "Ti" He pressed other key. "La"
Then he pressed another key. "Jie Jie killed me". He was shocked. He decided to try again. "Jie Jie killed me"
The End
Posted by Wen Lin
Do not blame me if you have a phobia for piano after reading this story!
There was this couple. The woman was not able to be pregnant. One day, they ***. Surprising, the woman got pregnant. Nine months later, she give birth to a beautiful girl. She used to be sweet and kind. But as she grown up, she started to turn bad and proud.
One day, the couple *** again. And opps! The dad forgot to put on a con***! BOOM! The woman was pregnant again! Once again, she gave birth to this girl who was much more beautiful than the first child. All the troubles started... The first child was jealous. Very jealous. So jealous that the "vinegar" she "ate" was able to open a vinegar factory.
The second child had piano lesson when she was 5 years-old. Amazing, she was able to sing the exact key. Like "Do", she was able to sing "Do" perfectly. As she loved to play the piano,she plays it every single day. The first child hated the sound of the piano. So, one night, she sneaked out of her room and play the piano loudly. Just before their parents opened the door, the first child ran back to the room. When their parents went to the living room, they didn't see anyone playing the piano. They didn't care because they thought they having the same dream where someone was playing the piano loudly. As if they were sleepwalking, they went back to their room. The first child played the piano for the second time that night but their parents were too tired to go out of their room again to see who was playing the piano. The piano was spoiled by the first child. When their parents realised it, they kept the grand piano in the store room and they bought a new piano for the second child.
One day, their parents went for a holiday. As usual, the second child played the piano(the new one). Slowly, the first child went up to the second child and killed her. The first child hid the second child's head into the grand piano and hid the body somewhere else. When "their" parents came back from their holiday, they realised that the second child was gone. They ask the first child but she said she did not know where she went to too.
As the second child was gone, they decided to keep the grand piano. One day, the mother went to see the grand piano. (Remember! The grand piano was spoiled!) She pressed one key. "Do"
"It sounds like mei mei's voice,"the mother thought. She pressed that key again. "Do" She decided to call her hubby(haha) to hear. Her hubby pressed one key. "Ti" He pressed other key. "La"
Then he pressed another key. "Jie Jie killed me". He was shocked. He decided to try again. "Jie Jie killed me"
The End
Posted by Wen Lin
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
Ghost Story - The left eye is black
Guys and girls,
I thought that maybe you people will like to read a ghost story... Well, this ghost story is similar to the ghost story Miss Lam told us, the lady whose eyes are red.
Attention: Please do not read if you are already scared of the ghost story Miss Lam told us.
Here is the story:
There was a man. He was a broke man. One day, he went for a holiday. His first holiday in his whole life. As he was broke, he stay in a "zero star" hotel. No fresh water, dirty washroom and bed with perspire smell and a hole in the wall that is able to see the room beside his. On the first night, he slept soundly until 12 midnight sharp. When midnight stroked, "someone" from the room beside his showered. That someone stop showering when it was 1 am sharp. As he was curious, he went to the hole and see through it. He saw nothing as it was all black. The second night, the same thing happened. He see through the hole again, but, again, he was nothing as it was all black. The next day, he woke up earlier than normal. He decided to ask the manager what is going on.
"Oh! You mean that room beside yours? About 3 years ago, someone was killed inside. Man, that person was cruel... After killing that person, he cut the head off. He put the body on the bed, while he tied the head to a string and hung it on the celling, the head facing the room you're staying. He dug a hole in the wall... so that the head could see what was happening to your room. The weird thing is, the left eye of that dead person is black," the manager said.
The man then realised that for the past two days, he had been looking directly into that dead person's left eye.
Posted by Wen Lin
I thought that maybe you people will like to read a ghost story... Well, this ghost story is similar to the ghost story Miss Lam told us, the lady whose eyes are red.
Attention: Please do not read if you are already scared of the ghost story Miss Lam told us.
Here is the story:
There was a man. He was a broke man. One day, he went for a holiday. His first holiday in his whole life. As he was broke, he stay in a "zero star" hotel. No fresh water, dirty washroom and bed with perspire smell and a hole in the wall that is able to see the room beside his. On the first night, he slept soundly until 12 midnight sharp. When midnight stroked, "someone" from the room beside his showered. That someone stop showering when it was 1 am sharp. As he was curious, he went to the hole and see through it. He saw nothing as it was all black. The second night, the same thing happened. He see through the hole again, but, again, he was nothing as it was all black. The next day, he woke up earlier than normal. He decided to ask the manager what is going on.
"Oh! You mean that room beside yours? About 3 years ago, someone was killed inside. Man, that person was cruel... After killing that person, he cut the head off. He put the body on the bed, while he tied the head to a string and hung it on the celling, the head facing the room you're staying. He dug a hole in the wall... so that the head could see what was happening to your room. The weird thing is, the left eye of that dead person is black," the manager said.
The man then realised that for the past two days, he had been looking directly into that dead person's left eye.
Posted by Wen Lin
Wednesday, 19 September 2007
Monday, 27 August 2007
Congrats Teen Fong and Kai Wei!
Dear Students,
A piece of good news - Teen Fong and Kai Wei got a -high- distinction award and a distinction award respectively for the New South Wales Science Paper!
Do congratulate them and give them a pat on their backs!
Miss Dawn Lam
A piece of good news - Teen Fong and Kai Wei got a -high- distinction award and a distinction award respectively for the New South Wales Science Paper!
Do congratulate them and give them a pat on their backs!
Miss Dawn Lam
Tuesday, 14 August 2007
Unit 9 Worksheets
Dear students,
Please finish up the entire set of Unit 9 worksheets, except for the last 2 pages due to a printing error.
Thanks and have a nice day.
Ms. Lam
Please finish up the entire set of Unit 9 worksheets, except for the last 2 pages due to a printing error.
Thanks and have a nice day.
Ms. Lam
Wednesday, 27 June 2007
Where are you???!!!
Where are you,Miss Lam??????????????????
Wad should we do??
why didn't you post?
the blog team
Wad should we do??
why didn't you post?
the blog team
Friday, 30 March 2007
I am that person meme
Dear students,
Remember when I got you to write the "I am that girl/boy" exercise in your journals? It was actually an idea I got from a few personal blogs here and there. Here are some samples I would like you to read, that I got from these personal blogs.
"I am the girl who love animals yet eats meat. I am the girl who love trees yet uses paper. I am the girl who loves the rain yet uses an umbrella."
"I am the child that lingered behind after church on friday afternoons, wanting to see if god came down to accept the donations. I am the child who passed by 'toyland' and glanced longingly at the puppy doll in the corner. I am that same girl who cried when it dissappeared."
"I am the girl who is a crybaby and goes to bed each night hoping that tomorrow would be a better day."
"I'm that quiet guy that leaves his room door open, in the hope that someone will stop and talk to him. I'm that guy who replies "I donno" with a smile when asked how it's going. No one figures that it means I'm down."
"I'm that shy little boy, who followed the popular kids around from a distance so that I might learn their secrets and be popular too."
"I was the girl who tried hard not to care what other people thought, but the tears made it obvious that I failed."
"I was the student that was much liked by teachers and this never sat too well with my school mates"
"I'm the girl who forgives but never forgets, and once you hurt her so badly, the trust is broken and can never again be retrieved."
Who are you?
Here's one from me:
"I am the girl whom you called an emotional weakling because I cried when a caged kitten reached out to me. I'm the girl you called obssessed when I wrote letters endlessly to authorities about animal rights and human irrationality."
Do contribute if you would like to.
Miss Dawn Lam
Remember when I got you to write the "I am that girl/boy" exercise in your journals? It was actually an idea I got from a few personal blogs here and there. Here are some samples I would like you to read, that I got from these personal blogs.
"I am the girl who love animals yet eats meat. I am the girl who love trees yet uses paper. I am the girl who loves the rain yet uses an umbrella."
"I am the child that lingered behind after church on friday afternoons, wanting to see if god came down to accept the donations. I am the child who passed by 'toyland' and glanced longingly at the puppy doll in the corner. I am that same girl who cried when it dissappeared."
"I am the girl who is a crybaby and goes to bed each night hoping that tomorrow would be a better day."
"I'm that quiet guy that leaves his room door open, in the hope that someone will stop and talk to him. I'm that guy who replies "I donno" with a smile when asked how it's going. No one figures that it means I'm down."
"I'm that shy little boy, who followed the popular kids around from a distance so that I might learn their secrets and be popular too."
"I was the girl who tried hard not to care what other people thought, but the tears made it obvious that I failed."
"I was the student that was much liked by teachers and this never sat too well with my school mates"
"I'm the girl who forgives but never forgets, and once you hurt her so badly, the trust is broken and can never again be retrieved."
Who are you?
Here's one from me:
"I am the girl whom you called an emotional weakling because I cried when a caged kitten reached out to me. I'm the girl you called obssessed when I wrote letters endlessly to authorities about animal rights and human irrationality."
Do contribute if you would like to.
Miss Dawn Lam
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