The 1st of September will mark the 10th year that I have been writing here. And before I mark this date, I think there is someone I need to give thanks to for making this possible. Of course, anyone can blog for the same amount of duration (or longer obviously). But hey, I am not a blogger, let alone a writer. Neither is this blog of mine some famous blog that people read. I am just someone who enjoys writing. Although I don't write stories like great writers out there, I simply enjoy writing. Whatever is on my mind, the things I experienced, the things I did today, memories, and so on. And if there is one person I should give my thanks to, for giving me this joy of writing, it would by my English teacher, Mrs Lee!
Alright before I begin, let us all travel back 13 years ago, back in 2005 when I took my PSLE.
In primary school, English is one of my favourite subjects. As someone who doesn't speak English as his native language, I struggled quite a lot when I entered primary school back in 2003. My English was pretty much sub-par. I have lots of grammatical errors and my vocabulary was super limited. I took up tuition with my sister's GP tutor (yes, a GP tutor, giving tuition to a primary school kid) who really improved my English in the matter of 1 year-ish. He made me read books, and write down every word that I don't know the meaning of. He made me write the meanings of the words and asked me to form sentences every single week! My vocabulary improved immensely, and quickly.
Thanks to him, my English went from just-passes to As. Even my teacher was surprised. Special shoutout to Mr Peter, he made me enjoy English in my primary school days.
Fast forward to 2006, when I entered secondary school, English was a whole different feat. It was in a different format, there was letter writing, formats to follow in essays, and you also need to be extra tactful when doing comprehension. I struggled quite a bit in the first two years of secondary school. English became a subject I didn't enjoy. In fact in secondary two, it became a "chore" for me because I realised I have to do well in English, because it's the L1 of my L1R5/R4 of the O Level grading system.
I no longer enjoyed English as a subject, although I still love it as a language. It felt like I don't have a passion for it. I took every test/exams with the hope and idea that I was just doing it because I have to do well for my O Levels. There was no fire, no passion in learning it. It was kind of made worst by the idea that in secondary 3, I was put in a class of people who do really well for English.
But Mrs Lee changed everything I guess?
I can still vividly remember that our first English lesson was about essay writing. But to my horror, I remember the first assignment we got was to write an essay based on the one-word title composition topic. The one-word title was always the topic I have avoided the most. Number one, because I can't write stories. Number two, I am not a creative writer. And number three I've always felt that discursive or descriptive essays are a safer and better essay topic to write. But it's an assignment, and I couldn't run away from it. Oh, I can also still vividly remember the title: It was "obsession".
Even though Mrs Lee did tell us that we can also write it as a discursive essay about obsession, I decided to challenge myself and write a story. I wrote a story inspired by the Detective Conan Manga, about a person obsessed with arson hahaha. It was a very straightforward story, I didn't have a lot of descriptive words and my essay lacked in depth. If I'm not wrong I scored a just-pass for it.
I remember when I got my paper back, there were a lot of red markings. Grammatical errors, wrong sentence structures and so on. I felt a bit defeated, especially when I know that some of my friends scored really well and wrote amazing stories! Mrs Lee made all of us re-write our essays with our corrections. After doing so, I remember she picked a few of the best essays and printed them for all of us. I was really impressed with the essays some of my friends wrote. And I was determined to have my essay printed out one day.
Essays after essays, Mrs Lee marked, corrected and also commented on our essays at the end of every essay. She stated what we could improve on, the mistakes we made, and also she circled sentences that she liked! There was one essay I wrote where she circled this whole paragraph and wrote "beautiful!" at the end of it. I was really happy seeing that red word on my paper heh.
She encouraged us to read more books, and she used to recommend us books to read at the end of every school semester, so that we can borrow them from the library to read over the holidays. I think my upper secondary school days were the period of time in my life which I read the most book! I used to read one book a week. Now it's so difficult to read a book in a month haha.
It felt quite amazing. How I become a person who avoided the one-word title compositions, to become a person who enjoys writing them! If it weren't for Mrs Lee who made me fall in love with the English language all over again haha.
There's also a special mention to Mrs Lee, although it's not essay related. I remember back in secondary 4, I always did badly for the summary part of EL Paper 2. All we have to do is to pick out 10 points of the comprehension passage and write them out in summary. But I was a stubborn kid who wrote everything in my own words, and change the meaning of the whole passage heh.
I remember one day after my EL mid-year exams, Mrs Lee called me personally and told me that I have failed the summary part of my SA1. And if I'm not wrong, I was the only one in my class who failed it heh. She told me that I have changed the whole meaning of the passage because I wrote everything in my own words, without referring to the important points of the passage. I was shocked really.
And I remember during our French Leave, where we were given one month of self-study period before Os, Mrs Lee gave me like 10 practice papers. She knew that I often go back to school to study and she asked me to just do the summary part of the papers and gave it to her. My friends and I used to meet up with her for consultation during the French Leave period and she returned these 10 practice papers and thankfully, I scored well for the summary part!
O Levels came, and went by, and during the result release, I was delighted and flabbergasted) to see an A1 beside my English Language subject. Mind you, I have never scored an A in my life for English (except for PSLE). And I remember Mrs Lee just telling me with such excitement that I scored an A1 :')
I also remember how Mrs Lee gave each of us an exercise book as we entered Secondary 4. She simply asked us to do a journal every week, which she will read and reply to us at the end of every journal we wrote. We can write anything we want from school-related to anything else in life. I think this has also sparked my interest in journaling (I've been journaling for 8 years now).
Also I have to thank the Singapore education system? Where we are always asked to do a reflection after every activity. Since primary school days, I feel that we're always given this task. From a trip to Science centre, to camps, to SYF and so on. I know some of my friends always complain whenever we're given this task heh. They just do it half-heartedly and hand them up. But I personally enjoy doing this. And it has become a habit of mine now. I like to reflect on things.
Alright I am going to end off this post here. Once again I would like to give my heartfelt gratitude to my English teacher Mrs Lee for giving me this joy of writing. For re-kindling the fire in my heart when I seem to lose it back 11 years ago. I'm sorry that it took me ten years to write this out. But it's better late than never I guess! :P There is a quote by Henry Adams which says "A Teacher affects eternally; she can never know when her influence will stop" Well Mrs Lee, I didn't stop writing all these years hahaha. Although I'm getting busier these days and I don't think I can write as often as time moves on.
I'm not a blogger, let alone a writer. But looking back how I've been writing here for ten years... Hmm.