Yet another incident in 8D...
...some of us got into detention without much reason.
Anyway, we're proposing these for the occasion:
Mei Yan Delivery
Sudokus
Crossword Puzzles
...or something that we are allowed to do and fun.
Hope all G8Ds have a good ol' detention! :D
ANNOUNCEMENT:
Labels have been changed:
News Reporting/ Editorials (Label: News)
Class: Class affairs
School: School affairs
Local: Local affairs
International: International Affairs
Blog: Blog-related events (anniversary, new functions etc.)
Rant: Something longer than usual.
Art-Related Stuff (Label: Art)
Published - Published works of NWK Editors (Pulitzer Prize to Inspiration mention)
Draft - Small snippets of work
Inspiration - Food for thought.
Let's see how long I can keep this ethic...
2007年10月30日 星期二
2007年10月29日 星期一
We welcome Melted Icecream...
Melted Icecream has joined the band. (Also known as Rusty.) Hope he helps us make more news.
Also we are recruiting editors. If you have a news blog, come on in...but you have to be a liberal :D
Also we are recruiting editors. If you have a news blog, come on in...but you have to be a liberal :D
2007年10月26日 星期五
The Form-Wide Detention - Part Two
To all those G8s in The Incident:
There was, of course, no admission that any change had taken place. Merely it became known, with extreme suddenness and everywhere at once, that Eastasia and not Eurasia was the enemy. Winston was taking part in a demonstration in one of the central London squares at the moment when it happened. It was night, and the white faces and the scarlet banners were luridly floodlit. The square was packed with several thousand people, including a block of about a thousand schoolchildren in the uniform of the Spies. On a scarlet-draped platform an orator of the Inner Party, a small lean man with disproportionately long arms and a large bald skull over which a few lank locks straggled, was haranguing the crowd. A little Rumpelstiltskin figure, contorted with hatred, he gripped the neck of the microphone with one hand while the other, enormous at the end of a bony arm, clawed the air menacingly above his head. His voice, made metallic by the amplifiers, boomed forth an endless catalogue of atrocities, massacres, deportations, lootings, rapings, torture of prisoners, bombing of civilians, lying propaganda, unjust aggressions, broken treaties. It was almost impossible to listen to him without being first convinced and then maddened. At every few moments the fury of the crowd boiled over and the voice of the speaker was drowned by a wild beast-like roaring that rose uncontrollably from thousands of throats. The most savage yells of all came from the schoolchildren. The speech had been proceeding for perhaps twenty minutes when a messenger hurried on to the platform and a scrap of paper was slipped into the speaker's hand. He unrolled and read it without pausing in his speech. Nothing altered in his voice or manner, or in the content of what he was saying, but suddenly the names were different. Without words said, a wave of understanding rippled through the crowd. Oceania was at war with Eastasia! The next moment there was a tremendous commotion. The banners and posters with which the square was decorated were all wrong! Quite half of them had the wrong faces on them. It was sabotage! The agents of Goldstein had been at work! There was a riotous interlude while posters were ripped from the walls, banners torn to shreds and trampled underfoot. The Spies performed prodigies of activity in clambering over the rooftops and cutting the streamers that fluttered from the chimneys. But within two or three minutes it was all over. The orator, still gripping the neck of the microphone, his shoulders hunched forward, his free hand clawing at the air, had gone straight on with his speech. One minute more, and the feral roars of rage were again bursting from the crowd. The Hate continued exactly as before, except that the target had been changed.
DISCLAIMER: The persons in this blog apologize deeply for misinterpreting the school's intentions, and we hope everyone have a nice day.
There was, of course, no admission that any change had taken place. Merely it became known, with extreme suddenness and everywhere at once, that Eastasia and not Eurasia was the enemy. Winston was taking part in a demonstration in one of the central London squares at the moment when it happened. It was night, and the white faces and the scarlet banners were luridly floodlit. The square was packed with several thousand people, including a block of about a thousand schoolchildren in the uniform of the Spies. On a scarlet-draped platform an orator of the Inner Party, a small lean man with disproportionately long arms and a large bald skull over which a few lank locks straggled, was haranguing the crowd. A little Rumpelstiltskin figure, contorted with hatred, he gripped the neck of the microphone with one hand while the other, enormous at the end of a bony arm, clawed the air menacingly above his head. His voice, made metallic by the amplifiers, boomed forth an endless catalogue of atrocities, massacres, deportations, lootings, rapings, torture of prisoners, bombing of civilians, lying propaganda, unjust aggressions, broken treaties. It was almost impossible to listen to him without being first convinced and then maddened. At every few moments the fury of the crowd boiled over and the voice of the speaker was drowned by a wild beast-like roaring that rose uncontrollably from thousands of throats. The most savage yells of all came from the schoolchildren. The speech had been proceeding for perhaps twenty minutes when a messenger hurried on to the platform and a scrap of paper was slipped into the speaker's hand. He unrolled and read it without pausing in his speech. Nothing altered in his voice or manner, or in the content of what he was saying, but suddenly the names were different. Without words said, a wave of understanding rippled through the crowd. Oceania was at war with Eastasia! The next moment there was a tremendous commotion. The banners and posters with which the square was decorated were all wrong! Quite half of them had the wrong faces on them. It was sabotage! The agents of Goldstein had been at work! There was a riotous interlude while posters were ripped from the walls, banners torn to shreds and trampled underfoot. The Spies performed prodigies of activity in clambering over the rooftops and cutting the streamers that fluttered from the chimneys. But within two or three minutes it was all over. The orator, still gripping the neck of the microphone, his shoulders hunched forward, his free hand clawing at the air, had gone straight on with his speech. One minute more, and the feral roars of rage were again bursting from the crowd. The Hate continued exactly as before, except that the target had been changed.
DISCLAIMER: The persons in this blog apologize deeply for misinterpreting the school's intentions, and we hope everyone have a nice day.
2007年10月25日 星期四
The Form-Wide Detention - A Comment
I was one of the people caught up in this rather bizarre incident.
For those who don't know, it's like this: G8 students go to watch movie in Hall. Some G8 students talk. Mrs. To is angered and warns all students. Mrs. To then proceeds to punish the whole form by detention.
I, for one, believe that this is unfair to a portion of students. I do not deny that some people did talk, some students shouted noisily, but I believe that a large enough portion of those kept silent during the viewing. "Innocence before proven." There are certain students that did misbehave, but this does not mean everyone in the hall should be given the punishment.
A student has told me that he is "I am depressed...[I] can't keep this inside me anymore...I feel like being good has no purpose, even if you are well-behaved...you still get punished." A punishment is a way for a person to realize he has done wrong and to go on the right track. This punishment will only make students get worse.
For these reasons, I think the punishment should be recalled and only given to students that have been proven to have spoken through normal means of investigation.
(P.S. I do not present resentment to any teachers, just as school rules as a whole.)
For those who don't know, it's like this: G8 students go to watch movie in Hall. Some G8 students talk. Mrs. To is angered and warns all students. Mrs. To then proceeds to punish the whole form by detention.
I, for one, believe that this is unfair to a portion of students. I do not deny that some people did talk, some students shouted noisily, but I believe that a large enough portion of those kept silent during the viewing. "Innocence before proven." There are certain students that did misbehave, but this does not mean everyone in the hall should be given the punishment.
A student has told me that he is "I am depressed...[I] can't keep this inside me anymore...I feel like being good has no purpose, even if you are well-behaved...you still get punished." A punishment is a way for a person to realize he has done wrong and to go on the right track. This punishment will only make students get worse.
For these reasons, I think the punishment should be recalled and only given to students that have been proven to have spoken through normal means of investigation.
(P.S. I do not present resentment to any teachers, just as school rules as a whole.)
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