ACE Exercise 5 Domestic Helper

The maid is known as Jill. She works for a very demanding employer, Mr Tan. Mr Tan lives alone in a large mansion. Mr Tan demands perfection in everything Jill does. When Mr Tan saw something that does not look clean enough, he will order her to clean it again and again until he is satisfied. Jill's routine is fixed every day. She works like she has been programmed to do the same thing at the exact same order every day. Every day, at six am, Jill will wake up before her master and start cleaning up the kitchen. After an hour, she will go to prepare breakfast and at about seven thirty am, Mr Tan will wake up, eat the breakfast and go to work. For two hours later Jill will clean up the living room, then from ten am to twelve pm she will clean up her master's bedroom, and then she will go and prepare and eat her own lunch. From one pm to five pm, she will clean up the three guest bedrooms and all the other minor parts of the house. Then she will start preparing dinner and when Mr Tan comes back at seven pm he will eat dinner immediately. After that Jill will clean the many washrooms in the mansion and then she will finally be able to take a rest, at around nine pm. By then, she will be covered in dust and sweat and smell like rotten eggs. Some days, Jill will sit down on her bed and look at her hands. They looked like the hands of a seventy year old woman, old and wrinkled, even though she is only a thirty year old young lady. She will sigh and then take a bath. Then she will fall asleep in a flash due to sheer fatigue. The next day, everything will repeat itself once again...

ACE Exercise 4 Prisoner

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This is my two hundred and fifth sixth day in prison. I still have about a month to go before I will be finally released from prison. I really cannot wait; staying in this three metres by three metres steel box with four other people is really very terrible. It is so cramped inside, and we have to do our private stuffs in front of everyone. And worse still, there is only one bed in our cell; that means that each person gets to sleep on the bed only once every five days. Even though the bed is very hard and not comfortable at all, it is still much better than sleeping on the hard, cold floor at night when it can get very cold and make me feel numb all over when I wake up in the morning. Sometimes I cannot even manage to sleep. If only I had not been so gullible and tried to steal a lady's handbag, I would not have landed in such terrible conditions for about nine months. The food here is horrible too, it tastes like its been put in the freezer for weeks. The food always made me feel uncomfortable in the stomach. However I do not have any choice but to eat it or else I would starve. The only good thing about being in prison are the free lessons to learn new skills such as cooking and gardening, and the exercise day when we are let out into the field to play soccer or basketball. Today is exercise day, and I'm very happy as I can finally get to breathe in fresh air. We were let out to the field for about two hours and I had a lot of fun playing soccer with my fellow jail mates. Time flies and soon, I found myself being herded back to the cell again. The day passed rather uneventfully and slowly after the soccer game. Ah, another day has passed, one less day to freedom!

ACE An Evening By The Beach

As I watched the sun set at a desolate part of the East Coast beach, I licked the icy cold ice-cream that made my mouth feel very refreshing. Shades of red, orange, blue, lavender and gold spilled across the evening sky. The sweet smell of the strawberry flavoured ice-cream wafted through the air, carried by the slight and comforting breeze. The sound of waves lapping against the rocky shores was very comforting to hear too. Occasionally, a plane would fly pass above my head, leaving a white trail in the air. There were also many seagulls dominating the skies. The rough, cool sand rubbed against my naked feet, protecting them from the heat of the setting sun. I shielded my eyes from the glare of the sun by using my hands. This place was so desolate and peaceful compared to the hustle and bustle of city life. This place could never be more peaceful. Bliss!

ACE On Board A Crowded Train

Finally I reached Little India MRT station. When the train finally reached the station, I squeezed wearily into the train carriage. As usual, at seven in the evening, during peak hours, the train was packed like sardines and I felt a leather bag kept rubbing against my shoulders. There was also a sweet perfume smell lingering in the air. Inside the train, the scene that greeted me was normal and common. The reserved seats that were meant for the handicapped, elderly and pregnant were occupied by those "normal" people and they were all "pre-occupied" with doing stuffs like "sleeping" or listening to music from their MP3s or handphones, with their earphones jammed into their ears. There were also other students standing at a corner of the carriage talking about their teachers and cursing them loudly in front of everyone. Also, there were many passengers standing in front of the seats waiting for an empty seat and rushing at them whenever they see one. Looking at the seats, I really wanted to sit down and rest my exhausted legs but there were no empty seats at all. I heaved a sigh and continued standing, waiting for my stop to arrive.

Extract From To Kill A Mockingbird

My Extract:

He was still leaning against the wall. He had been leaning against the wall when I came into the room, his arms folded across his chest. As I pointed he brought his arms down and pressed the palms of his hands against the wall. They were white hands, sickly white hands that had never seen the sun, so white they stood out garishly against the dull cream wall in the dim light of Jem's room.

I looked from his hands to his sand-stained khaki pants; my eyes travelled up his hin frame to his torn denim shirt. His face was as white as his hands, but for a shadow on his jutting chin. His cheeks were thin to hollowness; his mouth was wide; there were shallow, almost delicate indentations at his temples, and his grey eyes were so colourless I thought he was blind. His hair was dead and thin, almost feathery on top of his head.

Questions:

1) What can you infer about how the character is treated by other people based on his looks?
2) What do you think the social status of the character is? Explain.

All Summer In A Day Comic

B)I used different backgrounds for different parts of the story to make it look more vivid and interesting. I also used a bright coloured background when the sun is out to show the ecstatic mood of the children when the sun was out. I also used exclamation marks for most of the speech bubbles as I wanted to show how excited the children were before the sun comes out and how happy they were when the sun came out. I used a black and white female to represent the character 'Margot' to show that she is very pitiful to be bullied by her classmates and to show her sadness when she missed out on seeing the sun, which comes out for two hours every seven years.

Purloined Letter Comic

B) I used the backgrounds to set the scene and also to make the scene more vivid. I used exclamation marks to emphasise on some of the words and also to let the reader know how the character is feeling at that particular part of the story.

Lottery Storyboard

B) The first picture shows childern collecting stones but why they were collecting stones is not explained as I wanted to keep the reader in suspense. The third and fourth pictures show the people taking slips of paper out of the lottery box. The fifth picture shows who the winner was and makes the reader feel confused as one of them said it was unfair that he won the lottery. In the last picture the reader finally gets to know why the chilfren were collecting stones. The "winner" of the lottery would be thrown by stones until that person dies. I used the different background pictures to set the setting of the story. The last two boxes has no background as I wanted to emphasise the character 'Tessie'.

Research Assignment - Black History

Black history

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Prejudice Reflection

According to Mrs Raj, prejudice is a thought, belief, opinion or judgement made without ascertaining the facts of a case. Everyone have prejudices against others, like Whites does not like Blacks because of their skin colour. Some people do not even realised that they have prejudices against somebody. Having prejudices against somebody is not good since you do not like a person even though you do not have facts to ascertain it; this may affect your relationship with that person. That person will also feel weird when you suddenly try to avoid him and refuse to talk to him. So, my point is that we should try as much as we can to reduce the amount of prejudices we have against anybody.

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