I was telling Sarah that I should really continue writing before my flair flies away. You know, long periods of non-writing exercises really kills your language standards. So I guess I shall blog everyday just for the sake of making sure that what I feel can come out naturally and smoothly on 31.10.2007. That’s D Day for GP. I really want an A for GP. I think I can do it.
When I compare myself with the other GP powerhouse around me and wonder hy am I always a high C, I realised something in common that these powerhouses had. They were passionate. They believed in the causes they were writing about, they actually FEEL about the issue. It is really hard to explain to some of my friends about this. They claim that Jessie is good in GP because she has good language or Jessie is good in GP because she has a lot of evidence.
But really, it is not the main point of the subject. If pure evidence can suffice in a GP essay, I don’t think the paper should be called General Paper, it should be called CURRENT AFFAIRS instead and it should be tested in the biology format. What happened in
I am surprised it took me this long to find out the true essence of what General Paper is. It’s really about reacting to the world around us. It’s not a contest of who knows more but rather, a test of whether do we really care. As a history student taught by the ever-so-great Mr Ngoei, I am being well fed about the rules of the world. In colloquial terms it means, US owns the world, Nukes are the best, this world sucks. Well I have a lot to thank for sir for teaching us so much, EU CAP, Kashmir, IMF, WB etc etc but I realised I never reacted to these things. To me it’s always like, The IMF is bad to poor countries and this is how they do it. What do I feel about this actions? Am I really that consigned to fate? Or do I, like very other empathetic Singaporean out there, not care? It seems that to me, it’s all facts and facts.
What do I really feel? It’s pretty scary to know that after dealing with so much inequalities of the world, I actually do not feel any compulsion to do something about it. Perhaps it is because I am too happy in this developed world that these poor people’s suffering are just too distant to me.
Then how about like education? At least my friends actually hate the
But frankly, what’s so bad about having an alternative opinion. It’s not like it would kill me or something. Conformity vers Liberity. Do we live in this world that is seemingly more liberated but we have put new conformities within ourselves? It seems that around me people are more interested in fitting the crowd than to really care about how they react within themselves. I think I have fallen into the trap too. I think I lost myself in the wealth of knowledge. The more I learn, the more stoned I get. The more emotionless I became.
I guess I have to use my heart and listen to my own voice more. I guess I have to really react to the issues around me, to grasp the concept of being part of this world.