Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Essay on a banana split

Consuming branded food is unwise-much of the cost goes into the advertising for the brand. Especially for ice-cream, half the tub is air, and the other half is syrup and ice. It is not worth paying so much for the confection. There is an ice-cream that is easy to make yet so irresistible to the taste buds, better known as banana split. The specialty of this ice-cream? The banana.

This cold dessert requires a banana, two or three scoops of ice cream of varying flavours like vanilla, strawberry and chocolate, a dollop of your favorite dressing, whipped cream, nuts and cherries. These are all you need to get to saccharine heaven! To start off, peel your banana, and slice it lengthwise. Then, take a boat (a bowl that is thin at the width and long lengthwise).

Take two or three scoops and line them on the bowl. Drizzle your dressing over them. This dressing adds flavor and colour, and acts as an adhesive to hold everything together. Usually, pineapple is added over the strawberry ice-cream, chocolate syrup over the vanilla and strawberry over the chocolate. However, this dish is yours to make so you customize it your way. Now, your banana split base is done.

Take a half of a banana and place it at the side of the bowl, beside your scoops of ice cream. Tuck them in nicely to add shape. If you want, you may add nuts or any other crunchy toppings to your ice cream to add dimension to its taste. Right now you should have a colourful, messy yet compact dish on the bowl. For the final part, go crazy with the whipped cream and lash it on top of the ice-cream. Then place a cherry or two on top of the whipped cream. Take a step back, and marvel at the cream of the ice-cream crop- the banana split.

Letter to a survivor

Jurong West St 62

Blk 605 #05-219, (S)640605

30 March 2011



Dear Mr Kumiko Makihara,


We have never met, but I have read with sadness the plight of your dear country in the news. I read your article about how there were tremors in your home and the perspective you put about how Mother Nature's fury does make us rethink ourselves and our lives carefully.

I am writing to you because I want to give you some encouragement if I may. This quake has shaken the world up, as it were. Although humans are but inhabitants of Earth as long as Earth allows, we tend to grow complacent and take our life for granted. When this quake struck the Internet was strewn with news of sadness over the immense loss of life.

Do not take those comments about the earthquake being retribution for real. These people are insensitive and uncultured. The authorities are doing their part to help you, so I hope instead that you take this time to think positively.

I am only a 14-year old student in Singapore. When my teacher assigned us to read up about the details of the natural disasters that happened and also about the survivors, I came across your article. Thus explains my letter.

I am relieved that all is well for you in your home. Here in Singapore, we are actively contributing tothe relief efforts in Japan. My school, Hwa Chong Institution, has collected funds to donate toRed Cross Singapore, the relief organisation that is collecting these funds. I am sure that Japan will bounce back quickly as I have always known Japan to be an adaptable and resilient country. Our hearts are with you in this situation.

This earthquake does make us wonder-do we control life or does life control us?


Timothy Leong

Class 2O313

Hwa Chong Institution

Friday, March 4, 2011

Technology- the all-new stretchy solar cells

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This is a stretchable solar cell. It can withstand stretching up to 30% when pulled from both ends. This could lead to robotic skin that are durable and can pick up sensory details from the environment.The device's electrode is made from a unique liquid metal called eutectic gallium-indium, which conforms to a surface as it lengthens and relaxes. "Eutectic" refers to a mix of elements or compound that remains liquid at lower temperature than either of its components does alone.

This is good as solar cells eliminate the need for a battery cell or charging. Also, its stretchability is good as it can withstand damage from wear and tear like scratching, grazing... this is not commercially available yet, but I think it will be very useful when it comes out. I think it can be used for:

- Robots in space
- Shopping centre walls
- Cars

Singapore Short Story

Singapore Short Story

Singapore Short Story

1989

Lee Lik Kong sits in the little home in Pasir Ris. The seventy year old man is severely stricken with illness. His shirt removed to relieve the heat, tattoos are seen throughout his upper body. He lies on his wooden bed, peacefully and silently. He turns his head to his little dressing table, smiles, and sleeps to eternity. Days later, his body is found in his flat by police, and cremated. But no traces of family could be found. Gone is the man, and the secrets he held.

1943

Sirens blare, and bullets spray sporadically through the air like a virus. War is here. The British have fallen to the Japanese. They did not fulfill their promises to protect Singapore. Inside a decrepit coffeeshop, three men sit around. Three Hokkien gangsters scoff at the Japanese. They hate the war. Invasion is the most humiliating thing that can ever happen to a nation. These gangsters may be real monsters, but they’re also real men. With grim faces, they perform a ritual and set off in different directions.

Even until the evening at 6pm the fire is still going. The street on Chinatown is littered with dead bodies and soldiers do whatever they can to kill the enemy. Hardly anyone in the buildings dare to go out on the streets, and nobody who goes out gets back alive. As three men with courage like steel step up to the battle the face of the game changes a little.

All of a sudden, Japanese soldiers started falling more rapidly. The three valiant men with a gang of men attack the enemy crazily that the Japanese were taken by surprise. However, the enemy also returned blow for blow. But it was fine. The men had achieved their goal of wiping the Japanese in Chinatown. As they say, the spirit is stronger than the flesh but the flesh always prevails. These men also fell to the ground slowly but surely. As the three leaders retreat as quickly as possible, they try to use whatever ammunitions they have left to kill the Japanese. But they also sustain gunshots. Just as Lee Lik Kong was dashing for cover, three shots were fired. Kong crashed to the ground; but he didn’t realize that none of the shots hit him. In front of him was Tan Siong Seng; his compatriot and best friend, together with Kim Seng. The three of them were inseparable. Perhaps excluding death. Tan Siong Seng had dived in front of Kong and Kim Seng had tried to duck, but both of them had gotten shot. Two of the shots hit Siong Seng and the other hit Kim Seng. Both of them crashed to the ground, reaching the end of the road. Lik Kong grabbed both of them and drew them close.

“Kong……I’m going soon,”*Coughs blood*, “I’m sorry I cannot be with you anymore. I need you to get out of here-“ and Siong Seng gave up the ghost. Just before he died he showed me a little transmitter. And next was Kim Seng.

“Brother… you still got life in you. I have to go too…”

Kong wanted to ask him to stop talking, but was stopped by a raised hand from Kim Seng, who did not want to delay the inevitable.

Kong asked, “How do I ever repay you and brother for all you’ve ever done?” Tears streamed like a flowing river down Kong’s cheeks.

“Live your life…to the greatest…you must…always…choose death before dishonor.”

And Kim Seng went.

Kong wiped his cheeks. These two had been the best people he had ever met. They had things in common- the Japanese had exterminated their families and they were alone. They pledged full loyalty to the nation. But-wait a minute-what was that thing Siong Seng said; to get out using the transmitter. He called the British Army.

“Army, this is Kong. Two dead, Kim Seng and Siong Seng. The Japanese have been nearly wiped out. But we have no ammunition left.” Kong mustered enough breath to say it. That moment, he felt truly proud to have served his country. He was a true blue Singaporean.

The British Government praised the three men. They sent men to pick Kong up and also to clear the rest of the Japanese. That day proved a victory for the British. Both Kim Seng and Siong Seng received posthumous acknowledgement awards. Lik Kong received monetary awards and a plague for the service to the British Army.

Post-war

Decades after the war, Lik Kong got a flat of his own. In reminiscence of his dear wife he made a beautiful dressing table in his bedroom. Every year he visited and cleaned the tablets of his dear friends. He never forgot death before dishonor. In his heart, he always was, and will be a Hokkien gangster who will bully and terrorise whoever threatens Singapore. He is Kong. As he thought of all these, he breathed his last. Somewhere far away, the trio sat together in a coffeeshop once again, faces full of smiles.