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		<title>The Good Earth – Persuasive Essay</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Should people take values more important compare to being wealthy? Many people thinks that as long as people become rich, they will not care about their values. However; as a person with great dignity, I would prefer people to take values much more seriously and more preciously than being wealthy. There are two ideas that [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=89&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:left;">Should people take values more important compare to being wealthy? Many people thinks that as long as people become rich, they will not care about their values. However; as a person with great dignity, I would prefer people to take values much more seriously and more preciously than being wealthy. There are two ideas that people should take values as more important.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">The first idea is that values are the basis of being a human being. Animals do not have values. They live their live as they want to, following only desires, pleasure, and their only listen to their instincts telling them what they should do; however, we as human being, we need values to follow, so that we can live a live full of dignity and pride. Of equal importance, in the book, we can learn that the House of Hwang with great wealth, does not live a live that a person should be proud of. What if a person is less wealthy? What if a person is less well-known? There is always a chance of being successful in all sorts of ways not only in gold. Wand Lung was really successful in a way; since he abandoned his values when needed. In return, he missed his chance of noticing how great his wife, O-Lan was. He fell to Lotus, who was cunning, and not whole-hearted.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">The second thought is that as long as people live with their traditional values, at least, they will be able to be successful one day. For example, Wang Lung, he was a poor farmer, but he has values within him. He worked with his values, and he was able to become rich. He was able to bring some land from the House of Hwang. He was on his tract of being successful! Now, on the other hand, a person who thinks that being wealthy is more important than values will have great consequences in their decisions. Just like House of Hwang, they slowly lose their wealth. For example, Wang Lung, when he realize that his son stole meat, he beats him, and teaches him not to steal again; however, when revolutionist started rioting, Wang Lung, self-contradicting, join the group of riot, and start looting with the group of people. In return, they became rich, but did Wang Lung follow his values, and did he felt secure to become rich? Certainly not; furthermore, he and his family was scared that people might steal money from other people, and to Wang Lung, the thief was his uncle! In this example, we can learn that values and wealth are only a small piece of difference, and that people with great wealth will not always feel secure.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Now we have examined the differences of values and wealth, we can now decide easier which way we would want our self to line up on. Take another step to think whether we would like to live a life as a “human being”, or a live only seeking for personal desires and pleasures. Take another step to think deeper, should we follow the example of House of Hwang or Wang Lung’s uncle? Or should we at least follow the example or successful man, Wang Lung? Should we value values more, or should we value wealth more. Now you have known the answer, choose the best choice for you.</p>
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		<title>Character Analysis of Romeo</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Character Analysis of Romeo Shakespeare’s, Romeo and Juliet, is a very intense yet exciting romance story. One of the characters that is in the story, is probably the most well-known literary characters, Romeo. In this essay, I will dissect and try to analyze every single characteristic of Romeo. Romeo is the most interesting and fun [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=88&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Character Analysis of Romeo<br />
Shakespeare’s, Romeo and Juliet, is a very intense yet exciting romance story. One of the characters that is in the story, is probably the most well-known literary characters, Romeo. In this essay, I will dissect and try to analyze every single characteristic of Romeo. Romeo is the most interesting and fun character to me. What he did throughout the whole story that reveals his characteristics will be analyzed. Many people, mostly women, will think that Romeo is a perfect man to be loved, or to date; however, I realized that he too, is not perfect, in fact, he is also considered a “poor guy” to hang out with.</p>
<p>The story begins with Romeo who is struck with depression. He loved a woman named Rosaline, yet she decided to become a nun. After Romeo realizes that Rosaline will not love him, immediately Romeo falls into a deep depression. Even when his friend, Benvolio, tries to speak with him, Romeo always avoids having a conversation with him, Benvolio says, “Soft! I will go along. And if you leave me so, you do me wrong.” Romeo replies, “Tut! I have lost myself. I am not here; This is not Romeo, he’s some other where.” (Act I, scene I, page 738, line 192). This shows that Romeo was under great stress, and he was trying to deny his own problems.</p>
<p>The next time he shows another characteristic was when he was at the Capulet party, when he saw Juliet, the heroin of the story. Romeo soon talks with Juliet. Romeo says “If I profane with mu unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims…” (Act I, scene V, page 752, line 93). He decides to love Juliet, expressing his love by kissing her several times. In this scene, it reveals that Romeo is a player, who might just love any fair girl, on the rebound, in order to erase his old, bad memories of loving Rosaline. He might have loved Juliet to push away memories of Rosaline who he once loved, but he chose to love the girl who might actually love him in return. It also shows that he is a man that will continue to move forward, without turning back.</p>
<p>When Romeo visits Friar Lawrence, after falling in love with Juliet, he tells everything that happened between himself and Juliet, Friar was freaked out, Friar says “Holy Saint Francis! What a change is here! Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear, so soon forsaken? Young men’s love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes…” (Act II, scene III, page 767, line 65). In this dialogue, Friar expresses his view of Romeo, as a man who depends solely on the outward appearance, not by their heart. Friar too, says that Romeo is just too hasty, trying to push everything to work in a short period of time.</p>
<p>Romeo and Juliet decide to marry secretly in Act II. Under assistant of the nurse, and Friar Lawrence, they get married. The Friar reveals the plan.” Come, come with me and we will make short work; for, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone till Holy Church incorporate two in one.”, (Act II, scene VI, page 779, line 35). This scene shows that Romeo is a guy who doesn’t really care about his future. He is the type of person that only enjoys the moment, and thinks about future later. He did not care about the relationship he would have between the Montague, and the Capulet families.</p>
<p>Soon after the marriage of Romeo and Juliet, , Mercutio fights with Tybalt. Romeo has the good intention of stopping the fight between Mercutio and Tybalt; however, the outcome was not as good as Romeo hopes for. Mecutio shouts, “… Why the devil came you between us? I was hurt under your arm.”, (Act III, scene I, page 786, line 93). After Mercutio was dead, Romeo was angry and he kills Tybalt, and then he regrets that he killed him, Romeo cries out, “O. I am fortune’s fool!” (Act III, scene I, page 788, line 133). In this scene, Romeo’s characteri is again revealed as a hot tempered, unreasonably simple-minded person, with a good intentioned heart. It is shown through his actions, by trying to stop the fight, and after Tybalt killed Mercutio, Romeo goes mad and kills Tybalt to revenge for Mercutio, and after he kills Tybalt, he starts, only then to regret what he has done.</p>
<p>After the prince banishes Romeo, Romeo goes to Friar Lawrence to seek some advice, which shows that he takes advice from people. Along with his banishment, one tough point for Romeo to endure is that Juliet will not be with him. Romeo says that he will come back one day to take Juliet with him and make her happy. This shows that Romeo is responsible for his wife, and he has a spirit that never gives up.</p>
<p>Time flows as one day, when Romeo hears that Juliet is dead. Romeo was out of his mind, and he buys a bottle of poisonous drink. Then He goes to the grave of Juliet. When he sees Juliet lying coldly on the tomb, Romeo falls under great depression. He thinks that he must follow her to death, and he drinks the poison, which kills him. When Juliet wakes up from the effects of the medicine made by Friar Lawrence, she sees Romeo dead, and she too, follows the path of Romeo by stabbing herself. In this passage, it reveals the characteristics of Romeo as someone loyal, or as a person who falls very hard for someone. He was so into Juliet that eventually he would kill himself, thinking that he had no more meaning living in this world. He was probably too shocked to think calmly, and so he impulsively wasted his young life in just a few moments.</p>
<p>This analytic essay covering, Romeo and Juliet, reveals that Romeo might be a romantic guy to date, but in reality, he might be quite a troublesome and tiresome person to be in relationship with. He was not only unable to think calmly and think of the future, but was also a person who is hot-tempered who cannot control his own feelings.</p>
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		<title>Farewell</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Farewell I was working in a school for a short period of time during last year summer holiday. It was a very small school established by NGO (non-governmental organization) for Afghanistan kids who were too poor to receive education in Malaysia. The school was first introduced to me through Korean newspaper in Kuala Lumpur. Through [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=83&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>I was working in a school for a short period of time during last year summer holiday. It was a very small school established by NGO (non-governmental organization) for Afghanistan kids who were too poor to receive education in Malaysia. The school was first introduced to me through Korean newspaper in Kuala Lumpur. Through that newspaper, I learned that they were having a school camp. At first, I was lazy to even bother going there; however, my mother forced me to work there, even for a short time, so that I can learn something new, or experience the world more.</p>
<p>Hilla School was the name of that school. It is a building that is even embarrassed to be called as school, a two-storey house with just a name called “school”. While I was working there, I was able to experience the culture of Afghanis people. It was a completely new cultural shock about how strict their family was. It was scary at first, because when the word “Afghanistan” first came into my mind was about the Taliban, or Al-Kaedah, or Osama Bin Laden, or suicide bombers. My impression towards Afghanistan people was simply horribly bad.</p>
<p>Working there as a T.A. which is also known as teacher assistant, I was able to understand and accept them into my heart slowly. No more bad impressions of gloomy, scary death, but bright, cheerful, heart-warming smile of those children. That time, I was really into those kids, and working was fun day by day. Even though I earned not even a penny, I was just happy to be there, to see those kids smiling and running around, making noises. It sounds weird, but just by looking at them; my heart would become warm, full of satisfaction of love and peace. It was a rare experience in my life.</p>
<p>Time pass as river flows. The school camp ended even before I could realize the time. Everything went through so fast that I could not react to the things that happened in this short period of time, as if I was dreaming. But when I look at the pictures we take together, I can remember each kid’s name, and their pure, innocent smile. Through this short experience, I was able to learn that if there are encounter, then there would be sad separation in our lives. The time we spend together might be short, but the memories in my heart will always remain the same, until the time we meet each other again, someday… Farewell until then, my fellow friends.</p>
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		<title>Pro-Choice &amp; Pro-Life</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Samuel Yeo English 10 5/10/10 1st Draft Compare &#38; Contrast Pro-Choice &#38; Pro-Life     Recently, I learned something interesting in Values and Decision making class. In this class, I learned about abortion, and it caught my attention. In this whole abortion view, there are two kinds of view towards abortion. One is agreeing with abortion, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=77&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Samuel Yeo<br />
English 10<br />
5/10/10<br />
1st Draft Compare &amp; Contrast<br />
Pro-Choice &amp; Pro-Life</p>
<p>    Recently, I learned something interesting in Values and Decision making class. In this class, I learned about abortion, and it caught my attention. In this whole abortion view, there are two kinds of view towards abortion. One is agreeing with abortion, where the other one is disagreeing with abortion. People who agree with abortion are called pro-choice, while the opposite are called pro-life. If you are not sure whether you are a pro-choice, or pro-life, this essay will guide you throughout the whole process of learning that pro-life will be the best choice for everyone.<br />
    First of all, we have to know that both sides have equal rights to argue over abortion. These people have their best regards, and thoughts towards abortion. Each of them thinks that their opinion or views are the best to everyone. Each of them demands that they are right. These people also have argued over the same stuff over and over again, but they never actually came out with a conclusion.<br />
    Both sides also have some firm foundations that they stand on. They can argue about this topic for weeks, and months, but there is something that is common among opposing sides that they can realize. There are each a group of people from each side trying to resolve this argument, so that everyone can agree in one mutual opinion; even though, they could not find any solution to it.<br />
    Since we have learned about the similarity of both sides, now we should come back to comparing these two different points of views. Pro-choice thinks that if the baby is not born, and it is not considered a human being; while pro-life comes out with more concrete facts. Pro-life says that the word “fetus” is from a Latin word, which means young person, or infants, which means they consider fetus inside the mother’s womb already a human being, and they say if one does not recognize the baby inside the womb as a human being, they will never recognize the person outside the womb as a human being.<br />
    Pro-choice argues that they need abortion to decrease child abuse. Many kids get abused and pregnant, and they want abortion to save themselves from embarrassment. On the other hand, pro-life will never agree with this because according to the actual studies, we can learn that ever since abortion was legalized, the cases of child abuse increased dramatically, and according to Randy Alcorn, he said, “In 1973, when abortion was first legalized, U.S. child abuse cases were estimated at 167,000 annu¬ally. According to the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services, approximately 903,000 children were victims of abuse during 2001, a number more than five times greater.”<br />
    Pro-choice always had a final triumph card; they will argue that it is their freedom of choice. It is their freedom to do whatever things they want to do with their bodies, and their freedom to do whatever they want with the fetus that is inside their body; however, we have to know one thing, which is that everyone have freedom to do anything they want, but we do not have any more freedom once it invades other’s freedom. Our freedom no longer belongs to us when it affects other’s freedom.<br />
    Through this essay, I hope people can learn that pro-choice is only for those who are extremely selfish, and murderous. We have to save our future, our hope, and our dream by saving a baby from abortion. Each baby we save will lead us to a greater future, and a better generation.</p>
<p>Bibliography<br />
&#8220;Does Legalized Abortion Increase or Decrease Child Abuse? «.&#8221; Wintery Knight. Web. 09 May 2010. .</p>
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		<title>Poems – Daily Works, Ode to Books</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Daily Works I am telling this to all the teachers who gave whole lots of works. What is the purpose of homework? Why do teachers bother giving homework? It is hard to understand when teachers give tons of works. And after all, we will peak at the person next to us, Like peeping Tom, Or [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=62&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:center;">Daily Works</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">I am telling this to all the teachers who gave whole lots of works.<br />
What is the purpose of homework?<br />
Why do teachers bother giving homework?<br />
It is hard to understand when teachers give tons of works.<br />
And after all, we will peak at the person next to us,<br />
Like peeping Tom,<br />
Or even on “wiki answers” or “yahoo answers”,<br />
With a evil laughter,<br />
As if we are plotting something disastrous.<br />
We, students are smart,<br />
Knowing unlimited ways to satisfy the teachers,<br />
Or also known as “fool the teachers”,<br />
Knowing well of the untouchable, magnificent, “Turn it in.com”,<br />
And yet still dare to challenge the unbreakable fortress of plagiarism check.<br />
If there is a person walking,<br />
There will be a person run over him,<br />
And if there is a person running,<br />
There will be a person fly over him.<br />
Just like our teachers, they are on top of our head,<br />
They think;<br />
Yet, we believe that there will be a day,<br />
That we will be able to be free from teachers’ demonic tortures,<br />
One day!</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Samuel Yeo<br />
Free Verse<br />
2 March 2010<br />
Sophomore, Grade 10<br />
Storehouse of Knowledge</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">A good friend of mine,<br />
Giving me fun, entertainment, and joy.<br />
A good teacher of mine,<br />
Teaches me something that I never knew before.<br />
A good ear plucks of mine,<br />
Cover me from the distractions of the world.<br />
A good wall of mine,<br />
Protects ne from the unneeded worldly views.<br />
A good world of mine,<br />
Where I can roam freely as I want.<br />
A good time-killer of mine,<br />
Which make my time flow as a river.<br />
A good tutor of mine,<br />
Who will correct my mistake.<br />
A good comforter of mine,<br />
Who will comfort me when I am down.<br />
That is my book.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Samuel Yeo<br />
Ode<br />
2 March 2010<br />
Sophomore, Grade 10</p>
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		<title>The Last Sin Eater Character Analysis – Man of God</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Man of God     Many of the characters in this book, The Last Sin Eater, are very interesting characters. I would just choose one very character that intrigued me the most, which is the man of God. Throughout this whole intense story of Sin Eater, between the conflict of Cadi Forbes, and Brogan Kai, man [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=59&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Man of God<br />
    Many of the characters in this book, The Last Sin Eater, are very interesting characters. I would just choose one very character that intrigued me the most, which is the man of God. Throughout this whole intense story of Sin Eater, between the conflict of Cadi Forbes, and Brogan Kai, man of God is the one person who changed the outcome of the whole story. Without this static, man of God, this book will not end as interestingly as it will be with the existence of man of God.<br />
    Man of God first appears in the story at page 78. Cadi described him, “I thought he was an Indian at first, for I’d heard they wore their hair long and dressed in buckskins.” This statement suggests that he was not a very organized or neat person. Cadi further described him as tanned as her father, and wore a beard. This was the first encounter with the story’s protagonist and minor character. Man of God was somehow speaking to himself, or to the surrounding; however, I interpret his action as praising the Lord with all his might and strength, he loved God too much that he could even boast about his God to his surroundings. He might have even greater intention, which was to attract people through his loud voice, which he actually did managed to catch Cadi’s attention.<br />
    The next encounter with the man of God was when Cadi observes him having his meal. Cadi described in page 89, “He ate, rose and washed his hands, then sat again, head bowed. “A day in the presence of the Lord is better than a thousand lived without him,” came a soft whisper.” Through this sentence, we can learn that this man is well educated, from somewhere civilized, and his monologue suggests that he was really passionate about God. In page 92, Cadi told Fagan Kai about the man of God. She told him that man of God came in the name of the Lord. This small dialogue teaches us that man of God was actually appealing to others, and that he had great impact on Cadi about his love towards God.<br />
    In page 103, we finally see Cadi actually have a conversation with the man of God. She was afraid of him, more specifically, the God that the man was talking about all the time. Man of God was impressed with him a say a verse from Bible, “’The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge.’” This passage gives us an idea that this man is well learnt from the bible, and he was able to use the Bible quote whenever he could; furthermore, when Cadi say she could never go over to the man of God, he said, “Don’t wait. You never know what the morrow will bring.” He knew something will happen to him, and he does not have much time left. He wanted to tell Cadi how great and merciful his God is, that his God can actually save her from all her burdens, and guilt.<br />
    Continuously in page 141, when Cadi was trembling over fear, the man of God thought she was cold, and gave her a dark wool coat. Through his small action, we can learn that actually this man is being very considerate to people around him. In page 145, the man of God gave Cadi a brand new view, the Christian view, he furthermore tell Cadi that Gid us her hope, and He did not send Jesus to condemn the world, but to save all who believe in him and have eternal life. Cadi ended up getting baptized by him. We can learn from this passage that this man has very great influence over people around him. He can affect a life change through the god he believed.<br />
    The man of God was also a great foreteller. He warned Fagan and Cadi that Satan will come against them. Man of God furthermore gave them advice to seek help from God, and God will give them strength and wing to confront the danger lies ahead of them. Trough this conversation, we can learn that the man of God was foretelling the story that bad thing will happen, and that if they rely on God, they will be able to withstand the trials that will tear them down. Even when he die at page 192, he reminds them about those who trust in the Lord shall be like mountains which cannot be moved, and because of his death, Cadi and Fagan was able to stand firm during the storm-like troubles.<br />
    Even though the man of God was only a minor part of this story, but he managed to give a big drastic change in other characters such as Cadi Forbes, and Fagan Kai. Even he died; I believe that his words and his actions will always remain in Cadi and Fagan’s heart, forever. Man of God was not only just a minor, but he was a person who made the climax to its maximum peak, and because of him, the resolution was formed. His motivation was so pure, that he only followed God’s instruction to the mountainsides, but who could have thought he influenced so many people, and ended up giving up his life for God he believed. I believe that many readers will be moved with his consistent and his virtues.<br />
    He was man full of great virtues. He was first pirate, and did many bad things, but when he believes in Jesus, his life changed. His life was no longer his, but belonged to God. He was man who considers God’s work over his own life. He was willing to give up his own life for fulfill God’s plan. He was also a great problem solver that actually put an end to the bad tradition that was passed down from long time ago indirectly; furthermore, he ended Cadi’s suffering. Even though he has a small role in this story, but I was really moved, and touched by his actions and preaching, an exact role model as the “man of God”.</p>
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		<title>Memory</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 03:37:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[    I have lived 17 short years. When I look back at what I have done up to this point and what I’ve enjoyed, my life is just like other people’s lives, full of memories. Memories are important. Memories show who the person is and it also show the characteristics of that person. Everyone has [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=54&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>    I have lived 17 short years. When I look back at what I have done up to this point and what I’ve enjoyed, my life is just like other people’s lives, full of memories. Memories are important. Memories show who the person is and it also show the characteristics of that person. Everyone has memories. Everyone has their own special memories that only belong to them. Big or small, each of us has different types and kinds of memories. People say that memories are actually stored in our brain, but I know that these wonderful memories live deep down in our heart.</p>
<p>    When I was small, I was a cute, little, naughty boy, who was always causing trouble in school with a good friend of mine. He was my best friend. His name was Min Kyung, a small boy with short sporty hair. He was fun to hang around with, combine with his mischievous playfulness, and his goofy sense of humor, we were always found together, just like a crocodile and a crocodile bird. I helped him by giving him new silly ideas of fun things to do, and he helped me by giving me laughter and unforgettable adventures. Each day, when we met each other at school, we would look at each other with an evil grin on our naughty little faces, as if we were looking at our mirror. We both knew what that dangerous grin meant.</p>
<p>    At that time, life was an adventure, and a game to us. We realized we had to get stronger, and smarter to fight the evil minions, otherwise known as kids around us, and the demonic monsters teaching our classes. The stronger we got, the more chance we would have to defeat our skilled enemies. We were just enjoying the exciting life given to us. Even during birthdays, we threw cake at each other’s faces; making our face look white and creamy and so messy.</p>
<p>    These are all just memories. Like a silent, sneaky assassin, has tried kill my best friend from my memory. No matter how hard I try, those lost memories are gone and will not come back to me.<br />
The memories I made with Min Kyung are now so vivid. I tried to remember his face with a time machine called “memories” but seems like this time machine will not go back to that time. The moment I left my old rural world and came to Kuala Lumpur, I still remember us both crying loud, with tears dripping down our cheeks. Now, those tears travel down my cheek with those precious memories of me and Min Kyung.</p>
<p>    Old memories are gone, and now, new memories rise up and shine in my heart. Just like the rising sun, my memories too, raised up like a sunrise nothing would be the same as it is been before. New memories come into my heart hastily, and old memories are disposed of silently. Now I have stopped missing my old friend Min Kyung and replaced him with my new memories of my current friends.</p>
<p>    Past will always be gone, and present is always upon us. I have learned how important it is to look back, and realize how important these nostalgic memories are. I appreciate each day; love it, and hold it tight so that I will not lose anymore of my friends like I did, Min Kyung. I feel that these memories are like my teacher, teaching me a lesson to appreciate the now and take good care of them. I will keep on making new memories to cherish; I will make those memories unforgettable, so that I can always remember and never lose them. I believe that one day, when I recall back my memories of now; I will be able to do so with a calm smile on my face, wondering ‘did I really do that?’ about all the things I hoped to do that are just waiting to become my memories.</p>
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		<title>Should we or should we not</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[    Should we help our friend by deceiving everyone around us, including ourselves? Or should we do the right thing, so that we can have nothing to be afraid of, and also be proud of ourselves? Many people think that helping friend is much more important than being truthful. However, every adults, or wise men, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=51&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>    Should we help our friend by deceiving everyone around us, including ourselves? Or should we do the right thing, so that we can have nothing to be afraid of, and also be proud of ourselves? Many people think that helping friend is much more important than being truthful. However, every adults, or wise men, will say that we should not choose the wrong choice. There are two ideas that we should be honest and truthful are so that we will not be leading our self and our friends to the wrong way, and the other reason is that we can also be proud of ourselves.<br />
    The first idea was to not lead our own self and our friends into the wrong way. In the first place, we should always remember that the choices we make will affect our future even in the least tiny bit. If we continue to make wrong choices, we will be drowned into the darkness of doing the wrong things. The choices we make should make our life better, not miserable. Research shows that many people who have been doing bad stuffs since they were teenagers will continue to commit crimes when they are fully grown. Furthermore, will doing bad things improve ourselves? It will only make us put lesser efforts on things we are doing, and we might even show lesser interest in things going on around us.<br />
    Another idea was that we can be proud of ourselves. Everyone knows that making bad choices will only cause troubles. If we did something bad, and no one finds it, we might feel relieved, but in the time, we might also live in fear that someone might find it out too. Eventually, we will only be withering and shiver in fear, praying no one will find out the truth. Many people will think that they might lose their friends if they do not help their friends, but that is ridiculous. Why should we help our friends doing the wrong and bad stuffs? We should lead them in doing the right way, not the bad way. If the friend leaves us just because we did not help the friends in doing bad things, it is better for us not make a friend like that. Bible says that if our hand cause us to sin, we should cut that hand off, for it is better a man enters Kingdom of God with a missing part in their body, then goes to hell with the body fully attached. We should be proud of ourselves if we managed to escape from the devil’s temptation of being ‘loyal’, but we have to make sure that helping friends in doing bad things are not being loyal, but only dragging our friends into the darkness.<br />
    Now that we have examined the ideas of being honest and truthful, we learned that helping friends is not all. We should try to be truthful and honest. Each time a friend ask us to do something bad, we will have to make some choices, and we have to make sure that the choices we make will determine the future of ourselves, and our friends. We should try to lead our friends into the right way. Doing bad things with them doesn’t mean that we are helping them, but we should also consider that ‘are we doing the right thing,’ and ‘is this the only way to help my friend.’ Should we help our friends by doing bad choices? Now that we have learned how we should act towards it, I hope everyone can make better and wiser choices in their life.</p>
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		<title>Lord of The Flies – Guess who is coming to dinner</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sam: Thank you guys for coming to my home. Ralph: No problem. Piggy: Oh, thank you. Jack: Huh? Why is this house so small? Sam: Excuse me? Well, anyway, come in. Let’s enjoy our meal. Ralph, Piggy, Jack: Sure! Sam: Ralph, would you please pass me the chicken? Ralph: Sure, why not? Here. Jack: Aww, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=50&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sam: Thank you guys for coming to my home.<br />
Ralph: No problem.<br />
Piggy: Oh, thank you.<br />
Jack: Huh? Why is this house so small?<br />
Sam: Excuse me? Well, anyway, come in. Let’s enjoy our meal.<br />
Ralph, Piggy, Jack: Sure!<br />
Sam: Ralph, would you please pass me the chicken?<br />
Ralph: Sure, why not? Here.<br />
Jack: Aww, come on guys, pork is the best. Here, grab some swine.<br />
Piggy: Hey, don’t throw food like that! Pass it around gently.<br />
Jack: Shut up Piggy. You only talk like adults, and do nothing. You can only talk, talk, talk, and talk, and talk.<br />
Sam: Okay, enough of this. Anyway, Ralph, how was your life on the island?<br />
Ralph: Oh, it was tough, I mean, I did not know what to do, you know what I mean? At first, people voted me as the leader, and I really tried my best. I worked hard, and wanted to escape the island safely, as a good leader. But then, soon, they rejected me and followed Jack.<br />
Jack: Hah! It’s because you are just like Piggy, all you do is talk, and talk, and talk. And, you can’t do anything. I hunt to provide food, and protect kids from the beast.<br />
Ralph: It’s not that Jack is a bad leader or something, but all he thought was about hunting, killing. Our priority was to escape the island, not to live there forever; feasting on the pig they hunt. I did not know what I should do after all these things going on.<br />
Piggy: Come on Ralph, cheer up, you were still the best leader to me.<br />
Sam: Yeah, I think it will be tough for you to do that. I mean, people died, and what can you do infront of those blood-thirsty savages?<br />
Jack: What? Did you just call me and my hunter “blood-thirsty savages”?<br />
Sam: Well, I was just stating the fact; take a chill pill, Jack.<br />
Piggy: Well, if my aunt was there, she would have guided us well. Oww, what a pity that there was no adult around the island.<br />
Jack: Shut up, no one asked you or something. But my hunters fed you guys, having a feast that everyone can enjoy, and furthermore, we protected you guys from the beast. You guys should be grateful to us.<br />
Ralph: Hey, but you guys killed innocent people, two of them! What did you guys did to Simon and Piggy? Did you guys even mourn for him? You guys were all acting like you guys have no responsible over the death of them, at all!<br />
Jack: That… Well, you know, all of us were afraid. That night, when Simon dies, we could not really see what was there, we thought that it was the beast. We were trying to protect everyone from the dangerous beast!<br />
Piggy: So, what did you guys did after killing Simon? Did you guys even cry for him? Felt sorry for him?<br />
Jack: Shut up! You always annoy me Piggy, all you do is talk, talk, and talk!<br />
Sam: Enough guys. I understand what you guys have been through, and how you guys felt. Everyone has their own weaknesses. On the remote island like that, we should have relied on each other more, be more caring to other and understand others more.<br />
Ralph: Yeah. Life on island was harsh, especially when there are no rules. People will do whatever way they want. It is much more dangerous than anyone could think of. Particularly to kids who are still growing. They have too much blood shredded on their hands. That might affect them for life.<br />
Piggy: Yeah, that is why we need our aunt. My aunt always teaches me to listen and obey to adults, and always follows the rules.<br />
Ralph: Sucks to your aunt!<br />
Jack: Yeah, shut up, you Piggy. Enough of your aunt’s talk.<br />
Sam: Hahaha, okay, okay. Let’s stop this argue. Guys, enjoy your meal. I think the lesson on the island will teach us that we need guidance from adults until we are fully grown and able to make wise decisions on ourselves.<br />
Ralph, Piggy: Yeah, I agree.<br />
Jack: Well… I kind of agree with that too.<br />
Sam: Haha, why are you guys looking so sad? Come, there are lot more. You guys can have seconds and thirds.<br />
Jack: Hey, I can barbeque better pork. How about next time I invite you to my home. I will introduce “Jack’s special pork meat”. How about that?<br />
Ralph: Oww, come one man, I can cook better than you.<br />
Piggy: No way, my aunt can cook better….<br />
Sam, Ralph, Jack: Sucks to you aunt!!!</p>
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		<title>All Alone</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 03:30:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[All Alone “Ring… ring…ring” I woke up to the sound of my irritating alarm. It should be 7 o’clock right now, since I set my alarm to wake me up at this time. I lazily moved my body towards the place that would wake me up. The shower poured down huge amounts of water, waking [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=samyhy.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7793874&amp;post=44&amp;subd=samyhy&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>“Ring… ring…ring”</p>
<p>I woke up to the sound of my irritating alarm. It should be 7 o’clock right now, since I set my alarm to wake me up at this time. I lazily moved my body towards the place that would wake me up. The shower poured down huge amounts of water, waking up my senses. The falling water was cooling my body and my head at the same time, which comforted me. I stood in my shower for a while, and then came out into my room. I turned to my wall, the time was 7.20a.m. I realized that I had spent too much time in my bathroom, and hastily prepared for school.</p>
<p>At 7.45, I went down the staircase, and went straight into the kitchen and chirped, “Good morning, mom.”</p>
<p>“Good morning how was your sleep?” My mom replied with a question.</p>
<p>“Well…” I looked her in the eye, “Great!” I answered her with a smile on my face. Her eyes suddenly changed into a gaze like an eagle’s eye, and she stared at me and said, “I saw your report card this morning, it was sent to our e-mail. Good job on your grades, and I want you to keep up with it. Remember; don’t waste your time on something useless.”</p>
<p>There she goes again, always asking for good grades, “Yeah, yeah. I know that mom. Now that I have given you good grades, please buy me an I-Pod as you promised me.” I replied with a demanding stare.</p>
<p>I hoped that this time, she would keep her promise. “Not today, I am busy, and I have a meeting with your dad in the capital, you know that right?”</p>
<p> I asked her with a questioning face, “But then… You can give me some cash, and I will go buy it myself.”</p>
<p>Her face was filled with a great anger, “What did you say? You are still young, and kids like you are not able to handle money properly, especially when you have such huge amount of cash. Who knows where you will spend it.”</p>
<p>I knew that she would say that. She did not trust me or my brother who was in college at that time. She always thought of us as kids that would never grow up. “Fine, you’re always like this! You never keep your promises. I never should have believed what you said!” I ran out of my house, grabbing my bag, without turning back to my mom.</p>
<p>I was angry; I just wanted an I-Pod just like everyone had. I had worked so hard just to get all these good grades and all she gave me in return was a cold stare, and a face that said ‘It’s all for your own sake.” I knew that everything I did now would affect my future life, but I did not think that my parents; especially my mom, would try all these so called Nazi tactics.</p>
<p>  I slowly walked to the school. The road to school was another pain. All the smoke from cars was constantly choking me. I do not know why, but ever since I was young, I have been listening to everything my parents have told me to do. I was a good boy; but why were they so demanding? Could they not just give me some time to relax? I just did not know what to do. I did not even have someone I could rely on, or talk to. All the guys around me thought that I was just a boring, nerdy boy.</p>
<p>“Phew…” I sighed. I wonder if I could make some friends in my boring life. While I was entering the front gate of my school, I started to wonder, ‘Why am I always alone? I just feel that something is not right with my social life. Everyone should have friends.’ The moment I entered my classroom, I saw Rowan, with many friends around him, walking down the hallway. </p>
<p>“Hahaha, Rowan, you heard…” I entered the classroom before another second passed by. I hated him; or perhaps I was just too jealous of him. ‘Rowan Wilfred, a smart, good-looking, humorous, strong, and friendly guy, the best guy in our school,’ that is what people called him. He was loved by everyone.</p>
<p><em>Why am I not the one being loved</em>, I thought for a second. I just did not know what the difference between me and him was. I got the best scores in my school, I was better than him in sports and games, and I was not that bad-looking either. I did not know why I could not measure up to him except that he was so funny that he even made me laugh. ‘Is being humorous and friendly an important factor in making a friend?’ I questioned myself for a while. Maybe that was important.</p>
<p>The bell rang and I sat on my seat. Mr. Smith, our homeroom teacher came in with his usual smile on his face, “Hello, Ladies and gentlemen. How are you guys doing? Isn’t it a wonderful day today?” He greeted us with a question to us and looked outside the window.</p>
<p>It was raining. He liked rainy days. To normal people, a rainy day would seem gloomy to them, but that stereotype did not work with Mr. Smith. I heard that he liked rainy days because he had met his wife, Mrs. Smith on a rainy day, as well , his daughter, Karen, was born on rainy day.</p>
<p>“Yeah, it’s a good day, sir,” a student replied.</p>
<p>“Okay, let’s get back to our work. Today, I would like to introduce a new friend to you guys. He is from our neighboring city. Come on in…” The door opened slowly, and a fair-haired boy walked in slowly.</p>
<p>“Class, his name is Henry, Henry Raynor. Why don’t you introduce yourself to your fellow classmates?” He looked at Henry with a smile.</p>
<p>“Oh… Err… Hello guys, my name is Henry Raynor, nice to meet you all.” <em>Clap, clap, clap.</em></p>
<p>People welcomed the new alien with a few loud claps.</p>
<p>“Now, let’s get back to our work. Open your books to page…”</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>After school, I went to study hall. I took out the book that I was currently reading, “The 100 ways to make a friend”. Before I actually started reading my book, I looked around, and I saw the new guy in our class. ‘His name is… Henry… Am I right?’ I asked myself softly and continued reading the book.</p>
<p>After a few pages, I decided to practice the knowledge that I had gained from reading the book. I stood up and walked over to him, “Hello, Henry. My name is Ray, Raymond Alexander, but you may call me Ray. Anyway, you looked lonely.” I got that line right out of the book. I noticed he was playing a familiar game on the screen in front of him.</p>
<p>“Oh, so you play Final Fantasy too?” I asked him in surprise.</p>
<p>“Yeah, sure, why not? It’s a fun game.”</p>
<p>“Ha ha, I’ve never thought that I would find a friend like you.” I was laughing with joy, and I felt that he was the destined friend for me. “Then… do you know this book?” I pointed at one of the books that I carried with me twenty four-seven, ‘The Final Adventure.’</p>
<p>                 “That book? Sure… That is my all-time favorite.”</p>
<p>  I guessed that I had really made a good friend. For the first time, I made a meaningful and great friend. I promised myself that I would make this friendship last forever.</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>Many days had passed since I met my best friend, Henry. We still hung out regularly. I thought that these times were the greatest and most meaningful moments of my life. Everyday ceased to be boring. Each day was no longer meaningless to me. I was always full of excitement and thrilled for the next day to come. Time flowed like a rushing river. I thought that these days would last forever, but these days, however, did not last long. One day, something happened to ruin our happy times.</p>
<p>“Son, son… Ray!!! Come down immediately!” A high pitched voice summoned me. I quickly ran down to the dining room with an unpleasant face.</p>
<p>“What? What do you want from me mom? I am planning what to do tomorrow with Henry. So don’t waste my time.” I was not that happy either, for someone disturbing me while I was planning a day of fun.</p>
<p>“What? You’re planning to play? Are you serious? Are you out of your mind? Are you mad or something?” My mom yelled at me with unbelievable eyes on her face. “Take a look at this!” She threw a piece of paper to me.</p>
<p>“What? What happened? Show me.” I quickly snatched the paper before it fell to the ground.</p>
<p>For a moment, I could not believe what was stated on that little tiny piece of paper.</p>
<p>Raymond Alexander, English B+, Pre-calculus A-, World History C+, Biology B-, Fitness A-, Health B-, Physics B-, Spanish B+.</p>
<p>“What happened to you now? Would please explain what is going on now? Why are your grades so bad? What have you been doing all this time?” She yelled at me.</p>
<p>“Well… You know mom, this is…” I mumbled.</p>
<p>“Enough of your nonsense, from today onward you are grounded for the next three weeks. You are not allowed to go out and meet your friend named Henry either. I want you back to your normal self. You are no longer allowed to meet this boy Henry. From now onwards! Until you can improve your grades”</p>
<p>“Fine…” I climbed up the staircase back to my room. That day was a horrible day for me. I wondered what I should do from now on. I weakly dialed Henry.</p>
<p>“Hello? This is Henry.” He picked up the phone.</p>
<p>“Hello… It’s me, Ray…” My voice was half-dead.</p>
<p>“Oh, my best friend, what’s wrong with you?” He replied me with a cheerful voice, as if he knew my feelings now.<br />
“Well… you know, today, I mean just now, my mom just ground me for the next three weeks. I can’t go out with you tomorrow. I am sorry…” I answered him dejectedly.</p>
<p>“Oh, okay. I understand. It’s fine. Then see you tomorrow in school.” I put my phone down beside my bed. Even though he said that he was fine with it, I could recognize the disappointment in his voice. I knew him too well, and likewise he knew too much about me.</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>The next day, I walked to school helplessly. I saw Henry waiting for me outside the classroom. As soon as he saw me walking slowly towards the classroom, he came and greeted me.</p>
<p>“Yo… what’s up dude. How ya doing?” He greeted me with a funny accent.</p>
<p>“I am fine, I am just helpless.” I replied weakly. I just had no will to do anything.</p>
<p>“Hey, what’s wrong with you? Tell me; don’t just be sad like this the whole time. Tell me what happened and maybe I can help you. Or is this how you treat your best friend?” He seemed to be angry with me since I had ignored him many times, but I was too lazy to bother him for a while. I thought that everything would be fine again eventually.</p>
<p>“Nothing. Don’t worry, everything will be fine again soon. Stop asking, just do your work.” Maybe, because of my words, Henry stopped being a happy boy. His face turned red, and he walked away.</p>
<p>“Fine, if this is what you want. I was worried the whole night for you, and if this is your response to me… Fine, you can do whatever you want and I won’t be worried for you anymore!” His voice was filled with great disappointment and sadness, which echoed loudly deep inside my heart. I did not know what had happened for a second, and I realized that I had lost a great friend of mine.</p>
<p>I was not sure if our relationship would return to normal after all these mad things that had been bothering me were gone. I was not sure that I would get back the happiness again. I was not confident enough that I could study hard anymore. I was not strong enough to endure all these pains and recover from them and return to my original self, the one with a meaningless life, living day by day like a robot.</p>
<p>I was not sure of anything anymore. Everything seemed wrong and weird to me. I felt that I had gone to a completely different world. ‘Where is this place?’ I asked myself. Was this really the place I had been living for a long time? Why is this place so new and strange to me? I was lost inside myself. I felt that every single thing on this Earth was rejecting me, alienating me.</p>
<p>I no longer felt that I was a part of this world. I decided to go to the different world that I would not feel new or strange to me. I had convinced by myself that the new world I was going to was the place where I belonged.</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>After school, I went back home. As usual, mom was not at home. I had searched the whole house, including my parent’s room. I could not find anything that I required. Not even a pinch of gunpowder or the smell of it. I changed my plan, and went out of the house. I went to the pharmacy that our family had been a regular customer of.</p>
<p>“Hi, Mrs. Emerson. How was your day today?” I went in and greeted Mrs. Emerson with a smile on my face.</p>
<p>“Oh it’s you, Ray. It’s been a long time since I’ve see you in this small place.” She replied me with a warm smile.</p>
<p>“Yea, anyway, Mrs. Emerson, I came to buy some sleeping pills.” I told her what I needed now.</p>
<p>“Sleeping pills? What is wrong with you? You can’t sleep at night? Insomnia?” She asked me with a mysterious eye.</p>
<p>“Well, I can’t get a good sleep lately. I wonder why, it’s been a long time.” Even I could tell that my lies were horrible; thankfully, however, she gave me the pills without any more questions.</p>
<p>“Thank you Mrs. Emerson.” I thanked her and quickly ran back to my home.</p>
<p>I went into my room, and slowly opened the seal on the pill bottle. I took a deep breath, and swallowed everything. Even though my body was resisting all these drugs going through my throat, I forcefully pushed everything down. My eyelids became heavier. I closed my eyes slowly, trying to catch as much view of my room I can before I said goodbye to this place. I was all alone in the first place anyway.</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>My eyelids slowly opened and I slowly gained its sight. Where am I now, I wondered. The first thing that came into my view was the pure white ceiling. Am I in the new world? I questioned myself. I slowly turned around, and found out that there were some weird wires connected to me and there were some weird machines connected by the wires that were attached to my body. My reasoning power was telling me that I was in a hospital now, but I rejected that thought, and kept searching for clues about the place I was currently in.</p>
<p>The door of my room slowly opened, and a man with white robes on came in.</p>
<p>“Hello Ray, I am Doctor Jackson. Looks like you’ve regained consciousness. Your family will be glad to hear about your news.” He continued without my reply.</p>
<p>“Also, the person who found you was your friend. What was his name? Henry! Yes, Henry is the boy who saved you.” His words surprised me.</p>
<p>“Who? Henry? How did he know about me?” I asked him with the most curious face I had ever made.</p>
<p>“At first, Mrs. Emerson called your mom, Mrs. Alexander. Unfortunately she wasn’t at home, so she had to call your friend to check on you. By the time he found you, you were already as still as dead, but thanks to him, you were able to open your eyes and greet your family again. Oh here they come.” He answered me and turned his face to the group of people coming in into the room. It was my family, and my best friend Henry.</p>
<p>“Are you okay now son?” Dad and mom asked me with a worried face.</p>
<p>“I knew you’re gonna do something drastic, man… That is why I couldn’t just let you be alone again.”  Henry looked at me with a comfortable smile on his face.</p>
<p>Maybe I wasn’t all alone after all, but surrounded by my family, and my best friend Henry all looking relieved,  I just couldn’t deny the love and attention from those looking back at me. It gave me the will to face another day.</p>
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