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« Tuesday, January 23, 2007 »
& today marks the end of the two days we had with our visiting taiwanese students.

i don't know whether they enjoyed their time here in rg, but i guess i really did. from being envious of how they had 10-minute breaks after every lesson (and their lessons last 50 minutes, not 60) as well as a naptime of 40-minutes every day, complaining about ahemrsahemphiloahem, to going nuts in the classroom during lunch - including a massive photo-taking session, when silly me forgot to bring along a camera, it just showed that despite our differences in nationality, we are just any normal bunch of teenagers. too bad they opened up to us only on the 2nd day (but that's probably when they got more used to us and my, well, crankiness?), otherwise we would have a whole truckload more of fun! and of course, blame it on the pathetic 2 days they gave us to interact with them.


but somehow, i don't think they were fully engaged in the entire process. say, during lessons. it probably didn't make much sense to them (because back in taiwan their lessons are basically all conducted in mandarin), and as much as we all wanted to be kind souls and explain to them what exactly it was all about, sometimes you just can't do it. [like umm, how on earth do you translate 'set theory' into chinese? and covalent bonding, ionic bonding? sorry, but i'm no walking english-chinese dictionary. >.<] and at the same time, you still have to think about the teacher, who probably wouldn't appreciate it if you were yakking away at the same time while she was, and who couldn't exactly slow down because she still had the class' progress to worry about. so basically it was quite depressing to see how they were - forgive my inability to phrase it in a nicer way - stoning throughout the lesson, and you are right next to them, but not really able to render any assistance with regards to helping them comprehend the lesson itself. (entertaining them with random exclamations and notes are a totally different thing altogether though.)

and i guess i'm hopelessly sentimental / emotional, but i teared when they left the school compounds. i mean, they are an enthusiastic bunch and all, and even though we, or rather, i, wasn't at any rate a fantastic buddy throughout the 2 days, they were still really appreciative, and it was just plain touching. and to think that our paths crossed just so briefly, during these 2 days, and the fact that they may not ever meet again is an utterly sad thought. it's just like bidding a good friend farewell, without knowing when the next hello would be.

{i hope 213 never erases the stuff on the chalkboard, because they've left messages, notes, on the board. memories shouldn't be erased, at all.}

{there's a message on the board that goes 'we will be back'. i really hope they will return to pay us a visit, or at least come back to singapore as a tourist some time later. -or alternatively, we can all ship ourselves to taiwan, haha!}

/cindy, cindy & tina (yes i had two buddies with the exact same name, and nevermind if they will probably never ever read this): thank you for the great times we shared together! these are lasting memories that you've given me, that i'll never forget, that'll remain etched in my mind, till the end of time. (:

composed; 10:31 PM :D


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