Sunday, 14 July 2019

The Pervasiveness of Loss

      The point of presenting her another doll was so that she wouldn't lose hope. Kafka giving the letters was to show that the doll somewhat still existed. She adored the doll so much that if he hadn't done that for her, she may grow up being depressed.

      When Kafka did this kind act, it shows that his parents brought him up to be a caring person. He understood the feeling when losing something, he may have experienced it before so he knew what to do. Someone might have helped him before in the past and now he is following the footsteps of the person. It is important about how you treat people, when you treat them with a good attitude, they will treat you back the same way. Well, it actually depends on their personality, if they aren't the nice kind, then it wouldn't really matter how you treat them. Although, treating people with a good heart, no matter their personality, would give you good karma and that will help in your future.

     This story could have ended differently many ways. If Kafka ignored the girl, she wouldn't get a doll, she wouldn't get the letters, in fact, sh would be still crying about her lost doll. She would have grown up sad. It also could have ended where the child was just using Kafka all this time, just because she wanted to get a new doll. There could have been more ways that it could have ended.

      Do I agree with Kafka's action? To be honest, as much as I appreciate him helping her, I disagree on what he did. He might have been doing a kind act but to a stranger? A stranger you have never met before. He is just wasting his time and effort into writing those letters unless he has nothing to do in his life and so he has all the time to be writing those letters. 

     It could have been told from the child's point of view and she could've said about how a kind stranger helped her and soon became like a friend to her. 



By: Ilysha
Class: 10 Self-Control
 

Kafka and the Doll, The Pervasiveness of Loss

The story goes, Franz Kafka encountered a crying girl in the park who lost her doll. Kafka tried to help look for the doll but to no avail. Instead he composed letters from the doll and read all of them to her each time they met. Written in the letters were tales of the doll on a trip around the world, each letter talking about made up adventures the doll has been on. When the meetings came to an end, Kafka presented a different doll to the girl with a letter that said that the traveling has changed the doll. Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll that said "Everything that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form."

The point of Kafka presenting the girl another doll was because he couldn't keep up with the letters. He knew that it couldn't last forever, therefore presenting a different doll and saying that their trip changed them was another way of saying that Kafka has found the doll.

Kafka's motive in doing the letters and giving the doll was that he didn't want the girl to feel lonely or that she had lost something. This is important because having to lose something could be heartbreaking especially for a young girl and it could change the way she behaves in the future.

A way the story could end differently was instead of writing letters, Kafka could've just admit he couldn't find the doll and apologized. The girl would remain sad and forever wonder where her doll went.

I didn't agree with Kafka's actions, because he didn't know who the girl was and yet he went through so much trouble for her. This girl, although young, was still a stranger. I understand trying to help the girl but to put so much effort that you write letters of made up adventures about an inanimate object and later even getting the girl a new doll was a bit much for a stranger.

The story could be interpreted from the girl's perspective, where she could explain her feelings when she lost her doll and cried. She also could've talked about the kind stranger who wrote her letters and even gave her a new doll. How that stranger gave her hope.

-Vernise Lee (Year 10 Self-Control)

Thursday, 18 April 2019

Broken trust (fanfiction)

     Hermione was one of the top students in her class. Her best friends, Harry and Ron, would always celebrate with her for being the top in class. Other than studying everyday, she also writes in a diary where it keeps all her secrets but no one other than her had read it until yesterday.

     Hermione walked to class alone and everyone started staring at her and asking her questions such as "Is it true that you like him?" or saying something like "I ship you together!" They would also whisper to each other about her so she just ran towards class and stomped in. Harry and Ron asked her what's wrong. She just stayed quiet with a mad look on her face.

     When it was time for lunch, they asked once again whether she was fine. Hermione finally responded, " I'm not fine. Someone exposed my secret and now everyone in the school knows!" She banged her head on the table causing people to stare at her.

     She stood up and went to her dorm without saying anything to her best friends. She saw Ginny came in and looked at her worriedly but instead left her alone to give her some alone time. Hermione looked under her bed to get her diary but the diary wasn't in the box like it used to be. She knew someone had touched it.

     She had asked Ginny if she had touch it but Ginny said, " I didn't even know you had a diary." She asked her if she saw anyone came in on Monday. Ginny replied, " Oh Ron did come in looking for you but then left." She was furious. She went to the hang-out room to find Ron and like she predicted, he was there.

     "Ron! Why did you look through my diary?" Hermione asked , boiling with anger.

     "What are you talking about? I had nothing to do with your diary or your secrets. I swear!" Ron said. Hermione had to trust him but still had some suspicion on him. She went back to her dorm and made a list of suspects. First she went to the twins as they used to make fun of her a lot.

     "Fred, George, were you two the ones that spread my secret? Tell me the truth. Hermione demanded.

     "Look Hermione, as much as we love yo tease you, we won't purposely find and spread your secret." Fred said.

     " So you accidentally found it?" Hermione asked.

     " No. What we're trying to say is we didn't do it. We don't even know what's your secret until someone told us." George said.

     " I hope you guys are telling the truth." Hermione said, slowly backing away. She crossed Fred and George off her list and went to her other suspects. After asking many questions, she still couldn't find the culprit. She went back to her dorm and lied on her bed. She was wondering whether it could be Ginny although she hoped it was not.

    " Hey Ginny, please tell me honestly, did you read my diary?" Hermione asked, but she didn't get a response. She went to take a look at her but saw she fell asleep. She looked at what she was writing and was shocked and sad at the same time. The words " I finally got revenge on Hermione." was written on her book. She walked backwards as she couldn't believe my own roommate would do that to her. She accidentally knocked down a book which woke Ginny up.

    "Oh...Hey Hermione. " Ginny mumbled.

    " You were the one..?" Hermione's voice cracked.

    " Oh, you finally figured it out. Yeah I did it. Why? Because I was jealous!" Ginny said. " And before you shout at me, let me confirm something, we were never best friends, not even friends, we were just roommates. " Hermione just stood there in shock.

    The next day, Hermione no longer talked to Ginny. She wouldn't write in her diary anymore, well at least not secrets but just her daily life, as if it was a journal. And ever since, no more secrets was spread around the school.


By: Ilysha (Yr 10)

Wednesday, 17 April 2019

O' what is that food

    O what is that delicious smell,
Throughout the streets, filling the air, air?
    I couldn't really seem to tell,
Where it came from, oh where?

    O how shall I find the one and only,
Delicacy that seems to call me, call me?
    The scrumptious smell that tempts me,
My mouth drooling and my mind in glee.

    O when will I find and eat it,
As my stomach grumbles, I still wander, wander?
    I'm desperate, I must admit,
I sat down and started to ponder.

    O is it in front of me, with that white sign,
Painted with food on them, on them?
    My stomach fought me as I ordered on time,
My food came and I started chewing on ham.


By: Ilysha Yap (Year 10)

Secrets poem

Secrets Aunt Mary kept,
   Slowly the boy's curiosity crept,

Brother Benignus he found,
   Together with his background,

Never came back on time,
   Church only on his mind,

He got caught reading,
   Only to get Aunt Mary's scolding,

While Aunt Mary's unconscious,
   He's still longing for forgiveness.


By: Ilysha Yap
Class: Year 10

Fanfiction - One Last Adventure

The sky was as blue as ever, a few clouds painted the sky as the sound of birds can be heard off into the distance. It was a bright and beautiful day with not a disturbance in the world. Then, a sudden explosion ruined the moment, accompanied with a guy screaming.

'Deku! Do you want to learn magic or not?' questioned a brunette in a red-pink hood, holding a staff.

'Of course!' replied instantly; the green-haired boy immediately got to his feet and dusted himself off quickly.

'Then focus!' ordered the brunette as she prepared to launch another attack.

This green-haired hero, Deku, was the most generic and unordinary person in a world where magic, dragons and gods are the norm. He's currently training with his friend and travel buddy, Uraraka, who is the only magic expert they have in the group.

'Ah!' cried Deku as he fell over again.

A blue-haired man sighed at the sad display of his fallen friend, 'Come on, Deku! I'm sure you can do better than that!'

Iida was this man's name, the clanking of his armour was subtle but there as he cheered enthusiastically for the freckled boy. Another person with hair half white on his right and half red on his left was accompanying Iida as he silently watched his friends trained.

'I thought you could only use magic if you were born with it,' questioned heterochromatic eyes to blue ones.

'Well my dear friend Todoroki, if one trains hard enough, it wouldn't matter if you were born with magic or not,' replied Iida.

Todoroki was a prince of the fire kingdom before he escaped the clutches of his manipulative father. While on the road, he met Deku the hero, Uraraka the mage, and Iida the knight; they've been travelling together ever since.

After a long day of training, the four heroes went into town to perhaps find some lunch. While walking around, horses were suddenly heard and magic blasts were being fired. Deku and his friends drew their attentions to a familiar sight: four bandits riding on horses, The Notorious Five. Led by the infamous light-blue-haired criminal, Shigaraki, these people go from town to town robbing stores, killing people, and burning homes; this time was no exception.

'Hey! Get back here!' yelled a blonde man with crimson-red-eyes, 'Give that back!'

Toga, one of the members of The Notorious Five, giggled happily, 'You're gonna have to catch me first!'

Before the blonde man even got close, the thieves rounded the corner and were out of sight. While the man was busy swearing under his breath, Deku wandered up to him and asked if he and his friends could help in any way.

The man who got robbed was named Bakugo, he explained that Toga had stolen a magic stone that allowed to turn Bakugo's dragon, Kirishima, into a human hybrid. Deku immediately offered his help to Bakugo while Uraraka was still shocked to find that Bakugo has a dragon. Together, they ventured out trying to find the infamous thieves.

After discussing a possible location in which their enemies could be hiding at, Bakugo offered to fly the four young heroes on Kirishima's back. Not refusing the offer, the five of them flew up high as they prepared for battle.

After landing safely on the ground, the five heroes marched towards the entrance of the bandits' hideout. Bakugo kicked down the door in surprise. The four members all turned and looked, not all that shocked.

'Hey! I think you may have something that belongs to me,' said Bakugo in a serious and angry tone.

Each villain and hero pulled out their weapons and got into a fighting stand. Bakugo was the first to charge at Toga, casting immediate fire to the palm of his hands. Toga moved swiftly, dodging every palm while bringing out her daggers to try and make a few cuts. Todoroki drew his sword on another member, Dabi, who used his own magic fire power. His baton-like staff was sturdy enough to block Todoroki's every swing, making it a stalemate. Iida took on Kurogiri, an excellent swordsman himself. That left Shigaraki to Deku and Uraraka.

Uraraka held up her staff to cast long ranged magic power, while Deku got up close to Shigaraki, sword and dagger clashing. When Deku felt like he couldn't keep up, he turned and saw both Iida and Bakugo down, even Toga had came up behind Uraraka. That's when he used all his strenght and pushed Shigaraki to do the ground. Todoroki saw this and went up to his friend after winning his own battle.

'Deku!' cried Todoroki, happy to see his friend alright. That was before Deku plunged his sword into Todoroki's chest.

Eyes wide with horror, Uraraka could only stare at Todoroki's lifeless body on the ground in silence. Deku was stood in front of Uraraka by the time she even realised what happened.

'Why?' muttered Uraraka, 'I thought we were friends.'

'Why in the world would I be friends with lame heroes like you when I have way more fun being a villain?' mocked Deku.

'You were with them this whole time?'

'Ever wondered where the fifth member of The Nutorious Five was? Well, you're looking at him,' Deku smiled cheekly, 'Not every story has to have a happy ending, Uraraka.'

And with that, the last thing that Uraraka saw was the green eyes she grew so fond of, before plunging into darkness.

-Vernise Lee (Year 10 Self-Control)

O' What is that Creature?

O' what is that creature sitting by the doorway,
Body covered in fur so fuzzy, fuzzy?
Sleeping on a carpet, in midday,
Laying there, oh so cosy.

O' what is that animal snoring so loudly,
Small, beady eyes half close, close?
Walking up to it very slowly,
Its body jumped and I froze.

O' what is that dog looking straight at me,
Its tail wagging furiously, furiously?
Stretching out my hand, deciding not to see,
Suddenly something cold and wet touched me.

O' what is this nose that I am touching,
Feeling it with the end of my hand, hand?
Turning to see the creature staring back at me,
This creature who I call my friend.

-Vernise Lee (Year 10 Self-Control)

Secrets

Hidden letters in an empty place
Made an error I regretted till' this day
Secrets kept by my aunt named Mary
The truth is only known by me

John was her lover, fighting a war
Someone she never told us before
Came back with only the church in mind
Became Brother Benignus and left his old life behind

Heart ached, she closed her doors
From the world outside, she ignores
Her life wasted, in bed she lied
Burnt to a crisp, the letters she tried to hide

-Vernise Lee (Year 10 Self-Control)

Tuesday, 16 April 2019

O what is that creature?

O what is that creature standing so unclear,
     Isn't its silhouette beauteous, beauteous?
Only the most precious dear,
     It's coming toward us.

O what is this feeling, sparking fear,
     Bubbling deep inside my heart, my heart?
It is anxiety, dear,
     For it is God's work of art.

O what is that scent, filling the atmosphere,
     One so strong, it lingers, lingers?
It is coming forth,dear,
     Proudly strutting like a tiger.

O where is that figure that must have disappeared,
     Back to its safe place, safe place?
There is no need to hunt, dear,
     You will be blue in the face.

Aishwarya Balakrishnan
Year 10.

SECRETS

nooping in Aunt Mary's mail,
E ager to know more about Brother Benignus,
C lassy women hide secrets, he pondered,
R est was never an option for Brendan's mother,
E nvelopes were open, but not on Aunt Mary's death day,
T rust was broken as Brendan read those letters from Brother Benignus,
S he didn't forget about it until the day she died.

Aishwarya B.
Year 10 .

O what is that memory?

This poem was inspired by W.H. Auden's poem

O why do i feel utter emptiness?
like i had fallen from graciousness,
my emotions, siphoned off everywhere,
like it wasn't meant to be there.

O why were the skies suddenly dull?
like a summer's day that fell on fall,
all those sweet moments , gushing back with bleakness,
to only add depth to my moodiness.

O why do i push people away?
like getting too close would, 
lead me astray,
the pain, the torture, the dwellings at night,
it made me realize that this was my only fight.

O my memories might haunt me, 
and it might leave me feeling sorry,
but at the end of the day, i'll never regret it,
because at one point i really wanted it.

serena suresh
y10

O,What is this feeling ?

O,What is this feeling ?
--------------------------------
O,What is this feeling full of rage ,
All of my blood boiling , boiling ?
People of all age ;
They're all coming .

O,What is this sound echoing in the streets ,
All of the people pleading , pleading ?
Can they even hear our weep ;
We are all marching .

O,What is this sea of bodies ,
People all crowding , crowding ?
Protesting like they have no hobbies ;
Now they are wailing .

O,How much longer do we have to fight for ,
It's getting dissapointing , dissapointing ,
It is no use anymore ;
Everyone is leaving .

Megan Khoo
Year 10 Self-control

Secrets

This poem was inspired by the short story by Bernard MacLaverty


secrets put away for safekeeping,
to avoid people from peeking,
one little boy, one curious mind,
went peeking and peeking,
looking for clues and answers,
but little did he know, 
he was an invader.

guilt ran through his veins,
anger gushed to his mind,
he couldn't forgive himself,
after aunt Mary died. 

serena suresh
y10