英文作文的模式： 一般項目作文模式一：題目如高中生該不該談戀愛？ (1)When considering 題目, there are a variety of problems. Some people seem to 正向, while others prefer 負向. I have also developed my point of view. I think 正向 for three reasons. (2)First of all, ... The second reason.... The third reason..... For example, .... (3)Of course, 負向. However, I believe 正向. The reasons I provide above are in favor of my point of view.
科技方面作文模式二：題目如電腦對人類的影響 (1) Nowadays, 正向. Although many people claim that, along with the rapidly economic development, 負向. The information I‘ve studied over the recent years leads me to believe that 正向 for three reasons. (2)First of all, ... The second reason.... The third reason..... For example, .... (3)Of course, 負向. However, no one can deny that 正向, for the reason I provided. Fortunately (As a whole), computer, the most pervasive and persuasive of modern technologies, marked by rapid change and growth, is moving into a new era, an era of extraordinary sophistication and versatility, which promises to reshape our lives and our world.
其實所有作文題目，只要自己作個假想負向，就可以用此強烈對比導言的模式了。
Writing Skills
電腦考托福寫作突破 by Jeff Santarlasci 哈佛留學書店.
我對這本書的心得。
隨便舉例：高中生該不該談戀愛？該書幾乎都變成此pattern：
>>>(1)When considering 題目, there are a variety of problems to discuss. Some people seem to 正向, while others prefer 負向. I have also developed my point of view. I think 正向 for three reasons. >>>(2)First of all, ... The second reason.... The third reason..... For example, .... >>>(3)Of course, 負向. However, I believe 正向. The reasons I provide above are in favor of my point of view.
雖說是托福作文，其實所有作文題目都適合，因為，只要自己對任何題目作個假想負向，就可以用此模式了。^^
公式背好後，再求變化，其實我的變化只是多背些美詞佳句，幫助寫作 http://sir.cyivs.cy.edu.tw/~hchung/reciteessays.htm 裡面有1/3和賴世雄的精選短文背誦一樣。
我對這本書的心得。
隨便舉例：高中生該不該談戀愛？該書幾乎都變成此pattern：
>>>(1)When considering 題目, there are a variety of problems to discuss. Some people seem to 正向, while others prefer 負向. I have also developed my point of view. I think 正向 for three reasons. >>>(2)First of all, ... The second reason.... The third reason..... For example, .... >>>(3)Of course, 負向. However, I believe 正向. The reasons I provide above are in favor of my point of view.
雖說是托福作文，其實所有作文題目都適合，因為，只要自己對任何題目作個假想負向，就可以用此模式了。^^
公式背好後，再求變化，其實我的變化只是多背些美詞佳句，幫助寫作 http://sir.cyivs.cy.edu.tw/~hchung/reciteessays.htm 裡面有1/3和賴世雄的精選短文背誦一樣。
Palestinian Boy
“Palestinian Boy”
There was a place that Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day. The place is called Bethlehem. The place is near Jerusalem City, Israel. Palestinian children went to the school in the city of Jerusalem. One day, a Palestinian boy made a telephone call from school.
“Hi, Papa, I am coming home after school with a friend of mine.”
“Ok, son, it is quite all right!”
“Papa, he wanna live with us.”
“Mmmm, Ok, but it’s only for a short while.”
“Papa, he lost a hand and a leg during a fight at school.”
“Oh, then, please don’t take him home. No, it’s not of him because we have our lives to live on.”
The son hung up the telephone and didn’t come home that night.
The next morning a telephone call was made from the city of police station.
“Hello, this is city police station calling.”
“Yes, sir. What do you want?” Father replied.
“Well, we have found a boy’s death body. We checked his uniform and contacted with school. It’s believed that he might be your son who jumped down from a tall building. Would you come over here to identify the body?”
“Sure, we’ll be there shortly.” Father sobbed.
Oh! How could this happen? His parents were frightened.
When the parents went to the city and found out his son have only a hand, a leg. “This was a terrible mistake.” The boy’s father cried.
“Why my son said his friend lost a hand and a leg? But it happened his friend was himself.” Everyone was heartbroken.
However, when the parent came home with sorry, they found their son live at home. They hugged and sighed. Nobody knew what had happened. But, the fact was that Jesus Christ foresaw the consequence and helped turn the clock back 24 hours. When the boy tried to make the telephone call, he couldn’t make it through. The telephone was busy. His father didn’t receive the telephone call. The Palestinian boy was sent to hospital and was carried home eventually by hospital helpers.
The end.
本篇為改編故事，如有雷同，純屬巧合。^^
There was a place that Jesus Christ was born on Christmas day. The place is called Bethlehem. The place is near Jerusalem City, Israel. Palestinian children went to the school in the city of Jerusalem. One day, a Palestinian boy made a telephone call from school.
“Hi, Papa, I am coming home after school with a friend of mine.”
“Ok, son, it is quite all right!”
“Papa, he wanna live with us.”
“Mmmm, Ok, but it’s only for a short while.”
“Papa, he lost a hand and a leg during a fight at school.”
“Oh, then, please don’t take him home. No, it’s not of him because we have our lives to live on.”
The son hung up the telephone and didn’t come home that night.
The next morning a telephone call was made from the city of police station.
“Hello, this is city police station calling.”
“Yes, sir. What do you want?” Father replied.
“Well, we have found a boy’s death body. We checked his uniform and contacted with school. It’s believed that he might be your son who jumped down from a tall building. Would you come over here to identify the body?”
“Sure, we’ll be there shortly.” Father sobbed.
Oh! How could this happen? His parents were frightened.
When the parents went to the city and found out his son have only a hand, a leg. “This was a terrible mistake.” The boy’s father cried.
“Why my son said his friend lost a hand and a leg? But it happened his friend was himself.” Everyone was heartbroken.
However, when the parent came home with sorry, they found their son live at home. They hugged and sighed. Nobody knew what had happened. But, the fact was that Jesus Christ foresaw the consequence and helped turn the clock back 24 hours. When the boy tried to make the telephone call, he couldn’t make it through. The telephone was busy. His father didn’t receive the telephone call. The Palestinian boy was sent to hospital and was carried home eventually by hospital helpers.
The end.
本篇為改編故事，如有雷同，純屬巧合。^^
Pinocchio had a golden arm
Pinocchio had a golden arm”
In a faraway country, there was a carpenter. One day he made a puppet and gave it a name, Pinocchio. "Oh, I wish you were a real boy." The carpenter said to the puppet. At night, a kind fairy came and made his dream come true.
"Pino, can you play, scissor, paper, stone?" "Sure, I know how to play. I am good at it." Many times they played together, and Pinocchio always won their games. "Pino, I think you can go to school to study and make some nice friends from tomorrow on."
"Good morning Father, Now it is 7 o’clock in the morning I am going to school, bye! bye!" When Pinocchio finished his school, it was 4 o’clock in the afternoon. “Hello, father. I am home.”
Pinocchio made two friends, a sly fox and a wild cat in school. But, they sold him to a circus. The ringmaster treated him very badly that he fell down from high above and broke his arm. Pinocchio went home with one arm, but his father made a golden arm for him.
The next day, he went to school, and met a magician who invited him to go to the pleasure island. He looked for fun and ran away from school. The magician made him into a donkey and tried to tear his golden arm apart, but in vain. Pinocchio was jailed and regretted not listening to the old carpenter.
Just then, the fairy showed up and turned him to a real boy again. "Pino, what happen with you?" "I got lost when I went home from school, then I met a magician and he turned me into a donkey." Each time Pinocchio lied, his nose grew longer. "Oh, my nose! my nose is a foot long now." "Pino, you have to tell a truth, so your nose will go back to it's normal size." "Ok, I will tell truth from now on."
Finally, Pinocchio was free again. He went home happily to see his father. However, his neighbor told him that his father sailed a tiny raft to find him since he was missing.
Pinocchio was so sad that he rushed to the sea to look for his father. Suddenly, a big wave hit him and he passed out right away. When he woke up, he found himself inside a whale. Just then, he was so excited to see the old carpenter beside him. Pinocchio cried and said he was sorry. They hugged each other.
Luckily, the purple fairy showed up again and took them out of the whale. Pinocchio had learned his lesson. He finally became a really good boy.
In a faraway country, there was a carpenter. One day he made a puppet and gave it a name, Pinocchio. "Oh, I wish you were a real boy." The carpenter said to the puppet. At night, a kind fairy came and made his dream come true.
"Pino, can you play, scissor, paper, stone?" "Sure, I know how to play. I am good at it." Many times they played together, and Pinocchio always won their games. "Pino, I think you can go to school to study and make some nice friends from tomorrow on."
"Good morning Father, Now it is 7 o’clock in the morning I am going to school, bye! bye!" When Pinocchio finished his school, it was 4 o’clock in the afternoon. “Hello, father. I am home.”
Pinocchio made two friends, a sly fox and a wild cat in school. But, they sold him to a circus. The ringmaster treated him very badly that he fell down from high above and broke his arm. Pinocchio went home with one arm, but his father made a golden arm for him.
The next day, he went to school, and met a magician who invited him to go to the pleasure island. He looked for fun and ran away from school. The magician made him into a donkey and tried to tear his golden arm apart, but in vain. Pinocchio was jailed and regretted not listening to the old carpenter.
Just then, the fairy showed up and turned him to a real boy again. "Pino, what happen with you?" "I got lost when I went home from school, then I met a magician and he turned me into a donkey." Each time Pinocchio lied, his nose grew longer. "Oh, my nose! my nose is a foot long now." "Pino, you have to tell a truth, so your nose will go back to it's normal size." "Ok, I will tell truth from now on."
Finally, Pinocchio was free again. He went home happily to see his father. However, his neighbor told him that his father sailed a tiny raft to find him since he was missing.
Pinocchio was so sad that he rushed to the sea to look for his father. Suddenly, a big wave hit him and he passed out right away. When he woke up, he found himself inside a whale. Just then, he was so excited to see the old carpenter beside him. Pinocchio cried and said he was sorry. They hugged each other.
Luckily, the purple fairy showed up again and took them out of the whale. Pinocchio had learned his lesson. He finally became a really good boy.
The magic mask
“The magic mask”
In the central Taiwan, there was a haunted house near ChiaYi City. People were afraid of going inside. One day, Mark broke inside, but he could find nothing. “I don’t think there is a ghost here.” As he looked around, nothing could scare him except a mask hanging on the wall.
He was peculiar, and took mask down from the wall. At that time, he seemed to here some voices. But he looked around, nothing was different. The voice was just right beside him, he noticed. He thought for a second, might it be this mask, which lay quietly at his hand.
Without thinking further, Mark put the mask on his face. There was something happening. He felt his skin growing some kind of hair. All his body was transforming. He was shocking by himself. He knew he had become a different creature. He tried to take the mask off, but he couldn’t. The mask had attached to his face.
Mark tried to run, but he stopped. He didn’t want to scare other people. He felt he had enormous strength inside his body. He grew higher than his normal size. He found a seat against the wall. It needed couples hour for the sky to get dark. He sat for a time being. But a strange thing happened.
Mark’s hairs retreated and his skin became smooth. It took a minute, he transformed back as he was. He took the mask off his face and put it back to the wall. It was too thrilling, but he stayed there and wondered what would happen if he wore that mask again.
With a little of doubt, Mark put on the mask. Then, his skin rough and hair grew anywhere of his body. His felt his strength. He ran to the backyard and lifted a big rock at will. He knew he was different, but his mind kept as the same. He didn’t stay too long, but left the haunted house with glee.
One storming night, Mark was alone at home. There was a knocking on the door. “Who’s this?” Mark asked. “We have a patient, who got hurt and is dying.” A man cried. “Quickly, open the door and give him some water.” Mark opened the door, but there was a push.
“Who are you?” Mark frightened, as he saw they carrying with gun. “Don’t say any word, or I’ll treat you with bullet.” Two men hustled in and tied Mark with rope. “Where is the money?” one man asked. “I don’t know?” Mark answered and got beat badly. “My parents hid them in the bedroom. It seemed they hid in the wardrobe.”
They kept searching all over the bedroom and put some jewels on their bags. Mark asked one of the bandits, “would you put the mask on my face? I don’t want to see you robbing my house.” What mask?” one bandit asked. “The one hangs on the wall.” “This is a strange one. I also don’t want see a crying face.” They put the magic mask on his face.
“What is this?” bandits hailed. A monster appeared from the place where Mark stayed. Two bandits were knocked down on the floor and fainted. Mark hurried up to the haunted house and sat the chair to return his origin. When he came home, he called the police to catch these two bandits.
Mark told policemen and his parents that a guy saved him and left without a trace. Mark didn’t want anyone knew his magic mask. The bandits said a monster knocked them down, but nobody believed them. “They probably didn’t see him clearly.” Mark insisted. After this incidence, Mark understood what he had to do with the magic mask. He decided to help others in a secret.
The end.
呵呵，只想了一個晚上，就寫好這篇。
In the central Taiwan, there was a haunted house near ChiaYi City. People were afraid of going inside. One day, Mark broke inside, but he could find nothing. “I don’t think there is a ghost here.” As he looked around, nothing could scare him except a mask hanging on the wall.
He was peculiar, and took mask down from the wall. At that time, he seemed to here some voices. But he looked around, nothing was different. The voice was just right beside him, he noticed. He thought for a second, might it be this mask, which lay quietly at his hand.
Without thinking further, Mark put the mask on his face. There was something happening. He felt his skin growing some kind of hair. All his body was transforming. He was shocking by himself. He knew he had become a different creature. He tried to take the mask off, but he couldn’t. The mask had attached to his face.
Mark tried to run, but he stopped. He didn’t want to scare other people. He felt he had enormous strength inside his body. He grew higher than his normal size. He found a seat against the wall. It needed couples hour for the sky to get dark. He sat for a time being. But a strange thing happened.
Mark’s hairs retreated and his skin became smooth. It took a minute, he transformed back as he was. He took the mask off his face and put it back to the wall. It was too thrilling, but he stayed there and wondered what would happen if he wore that mask again.
With a little of doubt, Mark put on the mask. Then, his skin rough and hair grew anywhere of his body. His felt his strength. He ran to the backyard and lifted a big rock at will. He knew he was different, but his mind kept as the same. He didn’t stay too long, but left the haunted house with glee.
One storming night, Mark was alone at home. There was a knocking on the door. “Who’s this?” Mark asked. “We have a patient, who got hurt and is dying.” A man cried. “Quickly, open the door and give him some water.” Mark opened the door, but there was a push.
“Who are you?” Mark frightened, as he saw they carrying with gun. “Don’t say any word, or I’ll treat you with bullet.” Two men hustled in and tied Mark with rope. “Where is the money?” one man asked. “I don’t know?” Mark answered and got beat badly. “My parents hid them in the bedroom. It seemed they hid in the wardrobe.”
They kept searching all over the bedroom and put some jewels on their bags. Mark asked one of the bandits, “would you put the mask on my face? I don’t want to see you robbing my house.” What mask?” one bandit asked. “The one hangs on the wall.” “This is a strange one. I also don’t want see a crying face.” They put the magic mask on his face.
“What is this?” bandits hailed. A monster appeared from the place where Mark stayed. Two bandits were knocked down on the floor and fainted. Mark hurried up to the haunted house and sat the chair to return his origin. When he came home, he called the police to catch these two bandits.
Mark told policemen and his parents that a guy saved him and left without a trace. Mark didn’t want anyone knew his magic mask. The bandits said a monster knocked them down, but nobody believed them. “They probably didn’t see him clearly.” Mark insisted. After this incidence, Mark understood what he had to do with the magic mask. He decided to help others in a secret.
The end.
呵呵，只想了一個晚上，就寫好這篇。
The magic bottle to be recycled
“The magic bottle to be recycled”
In the central Taiwan, there lived a young boy, named Michael. One day, he was thirsty and went to supermarket to buy a drink. At first, he wanted a Coke, but he thought of himself. He just had a tooth cavity, so he bought a black tea with no sugar instead.
He took the black tea to school, but he realized the school teacher said no soft drink in school. So he tried to finish it before the class began. However, a strange thing happened. Every time he drank the bottle, the black tea would fill by itself.
Then, the bell rang, while the teacher entered the classroom. Michael hid it inside the school bag. Fortunately, the teacher didn’t inspect his bag, neither his classmate. Michael was happy, because he drank whatever he wanted afterwards. Nobody knew the secret, and he didn’t want anyone else to find out it.
Michael was happy, and he studied hard than ever. Teacher was surprised he had changed his scores to the top in the class. Not only that, all his classmates loved him too, because he would treat them free drinks from the bottle. Michael was very careful of his extra work. He poured them in different bottles, so they couldn’t know the secret. Their drinks were all free.
One day, Michael was hurry to school in no time, because he waked up kind of late. He grasped the magic bottle to school. He began his class and found out he had this bottle in school.
The bell rang, the teacher entered the classroom. Michael was regretful to hide the bottle inside his bag. But, this time it wasn’t luck. One of his classmates got his bottle out of his bag for fun. He cried, “No, my god. No!” It was too late to make the call for his classmate. The teacher looked into his eyes and said, “Give me the bottle. Don’t you know what I said before. All drink except water will be surrendered to me.”
“I can’t give in this bottle. This is mine.” Michael exclaimed.
“You should know the classroom’s rule.”
“I should obey the classroom’ rule, but, not with this bottle.”
The bottle nevertheless was transferred to the teacher by his classmate. Teacher was angry and held the bottle till dismiss of the class. Teacher knew it was impossible to continue the class with the annoyance of Michael’s behavior. She gave class paper work to subsidize the atmosphere. In the meantime, teacher dropped by the office and threw the bottle to the recycle can, which was collected by recycle truck right away.
After school, Michael went to the teacher for his bottle, but he realized the bottle had gone for good. He sighed and wondered if the magic bottle would come out after recycle.
The end.
In the central Taiwan, there lived a young boy, named Michael. One day, he was thirsty and went to supermarket to buy a drink. At first, he wanted a Coke, but he thought of himself. He just had a tooth cavity, so he bought a black tea with no sugar instead.
He took the black tea to school, but he realized the school teacher said no soft drink in school. So he tried to finish it before the class began. However, a strange thing happened. Every time he drank the bottle, the black tea would fill by itself.
Then, the bell rang, while the teacher entered the classroom. Michael hid it inside the school bag. Fortunately, the teacher didn’t inspect his bag, neither his classmate. Michael was happy, because he drank whatever he wanted afterwards. Nobody knew the secret, and he didn’t want anyone else to find out it.
Michael was happy, and he studied hard than ever. Teacher was surprised he had changed his scores to the top in the class. Not only that, all his classmates loved him too, because he would treat them free drinks from the bottle. Michael was very careful of his extra work. He poured them in different bottles, so they couldn’t know the secret. Their drinks were all free.
One day, Michael was hurry to school in no time, because he waked up kind of late. He grasped the magic bottle to school. He began his class and found out he had this bottle in school.
The bell rang, the teacher entered the classroom. Michael was regretful to hide the bottle inside his bag. But, this time it wasn’t luck. One of his classmates got his bottle out of his bag for fun. He cried, “No, my god. No!” It was too late to make the call for his classmate. The teacher looked into his eyes and said, “Give me the bottle. Don’t you know what I said before. All drink except water will be surrendered to me.”
“I can’t give in this bottle. This is mine.” Michael exclaimed.
“You should know the classroom’s rule.”
“I should obey the classroom’ rule, but, not with this bottle.”
The bottle nevertheless was transferred to the teacher by his classmate. Teacher was angry and held the bottle till dismiss of the class. Teacher knew it was impossible to continue the class with the annoyance of Michael’s behavior. She gave class paper work to subsidize the atmosphere. In the meantime, teacher dropped by the office and threw the bottle to the recycle can, which was collected by recycle truck right away.
After school, Michael went to the teacher for his bottle, but he realized the bottle had gone for good. He sighed and wondered if the magic bottle would come out after recycle.
The end.
Sleeping beauty and the golden arm ghost
“Sleeping beauty and the golden arm ghost”
Long ago, in a faraway kingdom, a little princess was born.
To celebrate the princess’ birth, the king held a great feast in the castle. Many guests came to the feast. However, there was a golden arm ghost appeared.
“The princess will prick her finger on a spinning bicycle and die on her sixteenth birthday.” The golden arm ghost cursed. Everyone in the kingdom was frightened. The king forbad all the bicycles in the kingdom.
The golden arm ghost came the next day, but the princess was gone. Three fairies had taken her away and hidden in a small village. On the princess’ sixteenth birth, she came out and played in a river and met a prince.
The princess went out the next day, and was found by the golden arm ghost. She was caught in a tower and saw an old bicycle there. The bicycle was left by the golden arm.
As she touched the bicycle, she passed out right away. As the princess was in a deep sleep, three fairies made all living things fall asleep at the same time.
At night, the prince raced to the river and couldn’t see the sleeping beauty. Three fairies asked him to the tower, because only he could save the sleeping beauty.
The prince held a flash light and a water gun, combined with fairies spell, “water melt the golden arm, the devil die and good endure.” The prince melted the golden arm with water.
When the prince kissed the princess tenderly and awoke her from deep sleep.
Everyone in the kingdom awoke and felt happiness, for they knew that the princess and her prince would live happily ever after.
Long ago, in a faraway kingdom, a little princess was born.
To celebrate the princess’ birth, the king held a great feast in the castle. Many guests came to the feast. However, there was a golden arm ghost appeared.
“The princess will prick her finger on a spinning bicycle and die on her sixteenth birthday.” The golden arm ghost cursed. Everyone in the kingdom was frightened. The king forbad all the bicycles in the kingdom.
The golden arm ghost came the next day, but the princess was gone. Three fairies had taken her away and hidden in a small village. On the princess’ sixteenth birth, she came out and played in a river and met a prince.
The princess went out the next day, and was found by the golden arm ghost. She was caught in a tower and saw an old bicycle there. The bicycle was left by the golden arm.
As she touched the bicycle, she passed out right away. As the princess was in a deep sleep, three fairies made all living things fall asleep at the same time.
At night, the prince raced to the river and couldn’t see the sleeping beauty. Three fairies asked him to the tower, because only he could save the sleeping beauty.
The prince held a flash light and a water gun, combined with fairies spell, “water melt the golden arm, the devil die and good endure.” The prince melted the golden arm with water.
When the prince kissed the princess tenderly and awoke her from deep sleep.
Everyone in the kingdom awoke and felt happiness, for they knew that the princess and her prince would live happily ever after.
The magic girl
“The magic girl”
Long ago, in a mountain, there lived a bad witch who came to a small village and kidnapped a girl as her slave. The girl nevertheless was so pretty that the witch dared not to harm her. But, she was kept in the cave and there was no way out except the front door.
One day, the witch left home with a broom and locked the front door behind her. The girl was alone by herself. Not so long when she inspected the house, she found the magic book that the witch owned. She read the book and knew the book could help her with a little of magic. She held the book and read, “a bite of mushroom can make you smaller, and another bite of mushroom can make you larger.” She found a mushroom right beside her. She put the magic book into her pocket.
She ate the mushroom, then she became smaller and smaller. She was about one inch high then. She ran away through a small hole. “The hole is just right size for her to run away from the witch’s cave house.” She forgot to carry the other piece of mushroom and left right away.
However, this hole didn’t lead her directly to the outside. “I wonder where the hole is going to.” “But, now I am so tiny. I am smaller than caterpillar.” She murmured.
Suddenly, a great mouse rash to push her to the ground, “I want to eat you little thing. No, you are so pretty, I dare not to harm. Instead, I want you to be my son’s bride.” “I don’t want to be your son’s bride.” The little girl was crying but she was so little to run away.
When the sun rose, the son mouse told the little girl, “My mother is still sleeping. You quickly go away.” She was free and walked away from the mouse hole. However, she met a frog instantly. The frog took her to the river. “You are so beautiful, and I dare not to harm you, but I want you to be my son’s bride.” “I don’t want to be your son’s bride.” The little girl was crying again. Fortunately, a crab and a fish helped her to get away from the mother frog.
She thought she had to go back to the witch’s cave house to have the other piece of mushroom. But she didn’t know where she was then. The next, she met a swallow, can you take me to the witch’s cave house?” she asked. “Yes, but I am wound. You see, my left wing is broken. You can live and wait with me for a week.” “No, I have to go back before the witch come back to the house.”
Then, there came a butterfly. She learned what had happened to the little girl. “Ok, I fly you there. In an hour, they reached the cave house and took away the other piece of mushroom.
The butterfly flew the little girl back to her home. The little girl became normal size after she ate the mushroom. She wondered the witch would come back. When she reached her pocket, she found the magic book be with her all along. She read the magic book and knew how to cope with the bitch later on.
When the witch returned to the village, she found the village bewitched and decided not coming here anymore. The village therefore was free from the harassment of the witch. Anyone in the village named the little girl, “the magic girl”.
~The end.
Long ago, in a mountain, there lived a bad witch who came to a small village and kidnapped a girl as her slave. The girl nevertheless was so pretty that the witch dared not to harm her. But, she was kept in the cave and there was no way out except the front door.
One day, the witch left home with a broom and locked the front door behind her. The girl was alone by herself. Not so long when she inspected the house, she found the magic book that the witch owned. She read the book and knew the book could help her with a little of magic. She held the book and read, “a bite of mushroom can make you smaller, and another bite of mushroom can make you larger.” She found a mushroom right beside her. She put the magic book into her pocket.
She ate the mushroom, then she became smaller and smaller. She was about one inch high then. She ran away through a small hole. “The hole is just right size for her to run away from the witch’s cave house.” She forgot to carry the other piece of mushroom and left right away.
However, this hole didn’t lead her directly to the outside. “I wonder where the hole is going to.” “But, now I am so tiny. I am smaller than caterpillar.” She murmured.
Suddenly, a great mouse rash to push her to the ground, “I want to eat you little thing. No, you are so pretty, I dare not to harm. Instead, I want you to be my son’s bride.” “I don’t want to be your son’s bride.” The little girl was crying but she was so little to run away.
When the sun rose, the son mouse told the little girl, “My mother is still sleeping. You quickly go away.” She was free and walked away from the mouse hole. However, she met a frog instantly. The frog took her to the river. “You are so beautiful, and I dare not to harm you, but I want you to be my son’s bride.” “I don’t want to be your son’s bride.” The little girl was crying again. Fortunately, a crab and a fish helped her to get away from the mother frog.
She thought she had to go back to the witch’s cave house to have the other piece of mushroom. But she didn’t know where she was then. The next, she met a swallow, can you take me to the witch’s cave house?” she asked. “Yes, but I am wound. You see, my left wing is broken. You can live and wait with me for a week.” “No, I have to go back before the witch come back to the house.”
Then, there came a butterfly. She learned what had happened to the little girl. “Ok, I fly you there. In an hour, they reached the cave house and took away the other piece of mushroom.
The butterfly flew the little girl back to her home. The little girl became normal size after she ate the mushroom. She wondered the witch would come back. When she reached her pocket, she found the magic book be with her all along. She read the magic book and knew how to cope with the bitch later on.
When the witch returned to the village, she found the village bewitched and decided not coming here anymore. The village therefore was free from the harassment of the witch. Anyone in the village named the little girl, “the magic girl”.
~The end.
The Golden Arm and Swan Lake
The Golden Arm and Swan Lake
Once upon a time, there was a young prince. One day, he went hunting in the forest and found a group of swans on the lake. He was attracted by their beauty and stayed by the lake.
It was getting dark. The swans turned into beautiful girls. The most beautiful one had a golden arm on her left shoulder. The prince came upon and told to them. “You are so beautiful. I am a prince. May I dance with you?” The girls laughed and danced graciously with the prince till very late at night.
The next morning, the prince couldn’t find those swan girls. When the sky became dark, he saw those swans came and became beautiful girls again. “Where have you been?” The prince asked. “We have to work as a swan in the daytime. We are spelled by an evil witch. The girl with a golden arm was our princess. If you marry her, then we can break the witch’s spell.”
The prince invited the swan girls and the golden arm princess to the party. But, when the prince went back to palace, there was another princess alike and an evil-looking knight by her side. The prince thought she was the swan girl and told everyone he would marry her.
But then, the prince saw that princess without a golden arm. “You are not the swan girl.” The evil-looking knight became a witch and warned him, “You have to marry her, or I shall kill your people at once.” There everybody were preparing for a married party.
When the swan girl with a golden arm princess arrived in the evening, she realized it was too late. She was very sad and heartbroken. When the prince saw the swan girl with a golden arm come by and go away, he followed her to a mountain and jumped off the cliff.
All the swan girls sobbed and went back to the lake but found the prince and princess still alive. “What happened to you?” the girls asked. “We broke the spell.” The prince and the golden arm princess had broken the evil spell with their true love. They came to life and lived happily by the swan lake ever after.
Once upon a time, there was a young prince. One day, he went hunting in the forest and found a group of swans on the lake. He was attracted by their beauty and stayed by the lake.
It was getting dark. The swans turned into beautiful girls. The most beautiful one had a golden arm on her left shoulder. The prince came upon and told to them. “You are so beautiful. I am a prince. May I dance with you?” The girls laughed and danced graciously with the prince till very late at night.
The next morning, the prince couldn’t find those swan girls. When the sky became dark, he saw those swans came and became beautiful girls again. “Where have you been?” The prince asked. “We have to work as a swan in the daytime. We are spelled by an evil witch. The girl with a golden arm was our princess. If you marry her, then we can break the witch’s spell.”
The prince invited the swan girls and the golden arm princess to the party. But, when the prince went back to palace, there was another princess alike and an evil-looking knight by her side. The prince thought she was the swan girl and told everyone he would marry her.
But then, the prince saw that princess without a golden arm. “You are not the swan girl.” The evil-looking knight became a witch and warned him, “You have to marry her, or I shall kill your people at once.” There everybody were preparing for a married party.
When the swan girl with a golden arm princess arrived in the evening, she realized it was too late. She was very sad and heartbroken. When the prince saw the swan girl with a golden arm come by and go away, he followed her to a mountain and jumped off the cliff.
All the swan girls sobbed and went back to the lake but found the prince and princess still alive. “What happened to you?” the girls asked. “We broke the spell.” The prince and the golden arm princess had broken the evil spell with their true love. They came to life and lived happily by the swan lake ever after.
The golden arm and the little mermaids
“The golden arm and the little mermaids”
There once lived six beautiful mermaids in the castle under the sea. They liked to hear the stories about the land. The king of mermaids, their father, however, did not allow them to swim to the ocean’s surface until they were seventeen. The youngest one, Snow, expected her birthday to come every day.
Day by day, Snow finally reached seventeen. She swam to the sea surface and saw a magnificent ship there. On the ship, a birthday party was held for the handsome young prince.
Suddenly, a terrible storm came and the ship was overwhelmed. The young prince fell into the sea and Snow came to rescue him immediately and rescued him with her golden arm.
“Wake up. Wake up.” The prince was unconscious, so Snow stayed there and took care of him. At dawn, a noble girl came to the beach, so Snow hid herself behind the rocks. When the prince woke up, he saw the noble girl and thought she saved his life.
Snow felt sad and came to the sea witch for help. “Here is the medicine. You will get two legs in exchange for your voice. The prince has to fall in love with you and marry you. Otherwise, you will disappear as bubbles.” The sea witch warned her.
Snow took the medicine and then fainted. As she woke up, she had two legs already. The prince came to her just in time. “What a pretty girl with a golden arm.” The prince wanted to talk to her. However, Snow could not speak any more. She had lost her voice forever.
The prince took Snow back to the palace. He treated Snow like his own sister and Snow lived very happily. One day, the prince told Snow that he would marry the noble girl he met at the beach. Snow was heartbroken.
Her five sisters came to her and handed to her a knife. “Kill the prince and apply his blood to your golden arm and your legs. Then, you can be a mermaid again.
At midnight, Snow went to the prince’s room but could not kill him. Looking at the prince, she whispered, “Goodbye, my dear prince.”
The next morning, when the sun rose, Snow disappeared in the air as bubbles, but her golden arm left in the prince’s room. When prince arose, he realized it was the golden arm which saved him from the ocean. He decided to look for Snow, but the sea witch told him that Snow had become bobbles.
There once lived six beautiful mermaids in the castle under the sea. They liked to hear the stories about the land. The king of mermaids, their father, however, did not allow them to swim to the ocean’s surface until they were seventeen. The youngest one, Snow, expected her birthday to come every day.
Day by day, Snow finally reached seventeen. She swam to the sea surface and saw a magnificent ship there. On the ship, a birthday party was held for the handsome young prince.
Suddenly, a terrible storm came and the ship was overwhelmed. The young prince fell into the sea and Snow came to rescue him immediately and rescued him with her golden arm.
“Wake up. Wake up.” The prince was unconscious, so Snow stayed there and took care of him. At dawn, a noble girl came to the beach, so Snow hid herself behind the rocks. When the prince woke up, he saw the noble girl and thought she saved his life.
Snow felt sad and came to the sea witch for help. “Here is the medicine. You will get two legs in exchange for your voice. The prince has to fall in love with you and marry you. Otherwise, you will disappear as bubbles.” The sea witch warned her.
Snow took the medicine and then fainted. As she woke up, she had two legs already. The prince came to her just in time. “What a pretty girl with a golden arm.” The prince wanted to talk to her. However, Snow could not speak any more. She had lost her voice forever.
The prince took Snow back to the palace. He treated Snow like his own sister and Snow lived very happily. One day, the prince told Snow that he would marry the noble girl he met at the beach. Snow was heartbroken.
Her five sisters came to her and handed to her a knife. “Kill the prince and apply his blood to your golden arm and your legs. Then, you can be a mermaid again.
At midnight, Snow went to the prince’s room but could not kill him. Looking at the prince, she whispered, “Goodbye, my dear prince.”
The next morning, when the sun rose, Snow disappeared in the air as bubbles, but her golden arm left in the prince’s room. When prince arose, he realized it was the golden arm which saved him from the ocean. He decided to look for Snow, but the sea witch told him that Snow had become bobbles.
The golden arm hitchhiker-1
“The Golden Arm Hitchhiker”
A young man was crossing America from New York to California. He said goodbye to his mother.
“Mother, Here give me a kiss and then I’ll go.”
“I’ll come out with you to the car.”
“Oh, no, it’s raining. Stay here at the door. Hey, what’s this, dear? I thought you promised me you wouldn’t cry.”
“Oh, I know dear. I am sorry. But I do hate to see you go.”
“Oh, I’ll be back. I’ll only be on the coast three months.”
“Oh, it isn’t that. It’s just the trip, Ronald, I wish you weren’t driving.”
“Oh, Mother. There you go again. People do it every day.”
“I know. But you’ll be careful, won’t you? Promise me, you’ll be extra careful. Don’t fall asleep or drive fast or pick up any strangers on the road.”
“Oh gosh! You’d think I was still seventeen, to hear you talk.
“And call me as soon as you get to Hollywood, won’t you son?”
“Of course I will. Don’t you worry, there isn’t anything going to happen. It’s just days of perfectly simple driving on smooth, decent, civilized roads with hot dog or a hamburger stand every ten miles.”
Ronald was conscious passing Brook Bridge that morning. He saw a beautiful golden arm lady. She seemed to be waiting for a lift. There were spots of fresh rain on her shoulders. She was carrying a cheap overnight bag in one hand. She was thin with a cap pulled down over her eyes.
Ronald would have forgotten her completely except that just an hour later, while crossing over the hill. He saw her again. She was standing with one golden thumb pointing west. He couldn’t figure out how she’d got there, she probably one of those trucks had picked her up. He didn’t stop for her. Then, late at night, he saw her again. She said helloed to him on the road. But he stepped on the gas like a shot.
Ronald stopped at the next gas station.
“Yes, sir.”
“Fill’em up.”
“Certainly, sir, check your oil, sir?”
“No, thanks.”
“Nice night, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it hasn’t been raining here recently, has it?”
“Not a drop of rain all week.”
“Oh, I suppose that hasn’t done your business any harm?”
“Oh, people drive through here all kind of condition.”
“I suppose not. What about hitchhikers?”
“Hitchhikers? Here? A guy’d be a fool who started out to hitch ride on this road.”
“It’s just a technical question.”
“Oh, I see.”
A young man was crossing America from New York to California. He said goodbye to his mother.
“Mother, Here give me a kiss and then I’ll go.”
“I’ll come out with you to the car.”
“Oh, no, it’s raining. Stay here at the door. Hey, what’s this, dear? I thought you promised me you wouldn’t cry.”
“Oh, I know dear. I am sorry. But I do hate to see you go.”
“Oh, I’ll be back. I’ll only be on the coast three months.”
“Oh, it isn’t that. It’s just the trip, Ronald, I wish you weren’t driving.”
“Oh, Mother. There you go again. People do it every day.”
“I know. But you’ll be careful, won’t you? Promise me, you’ll be extra careful. Don’t fall asleep or drive fast or pick up any strangers on the road.”
“Oh gosh! You’d think I was still seventeen, to hear you talk.
“And call me as soon as you get to Hollywood, won’t you son?”
“Of course I will. Don’t you worry, there isn’t anything going to happen. It’s just days of perfectly simple driving on smooth, decent, civilized roads with hot dog or a hamburger stand every ten miles.”
Ronald was conscious passing Brook Bridge that morning. He saw a beautiful golden arm lady. She seemed to be waiting for a lift. There were spots of fresh rain on her shoulders. She was carrying a cheap overnight bag in one hand. She was thin with a cap pulled down over her eyes.
Ronald would have forgotten her completely except that just an hour later, while crossing over the hill. He saw her again. She was standing with one golden thumb pointing west. He couldn’t figure out how she’d got there, she probably one of those trucks had picked her up. He didn’t stop for her. Then, late at night, he saw her again. She said helloed to him on the road. But he stepped on the gas like a shot.
Ronald stopped at the next gas station.
“Yes, sir.”
“Fill’em up.”
“Certainly, sir, check your oil, sir?”
“No, thanks.”
“Nice night, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it hasn’t been raining here recently, has it?”
“Not a drop of rain all week.”
“Oh, I suppose that hasn’t done your business any harm?”
“Oh, people drive through here all kind of condition.”
“I suppose not. What about hitchhikers?”
“Hitchhikers? Here? A guy’d be a fool who started out to hitch ride on this road.”
“It’s just a technical question.”
“Oh, I see.”
The golden arm clock
In a village, there lived a poor man. Although he was poor, somehow he always managed to make a living because he was so clever. The poor man had a very rich neighbor.
One day, the poor man went to the rich man's house and asked to borrow a spoon for his dinner. The rich man agreed, "Without spoon, how can you drink while you eat. But you must promise to return it tomorrow."
The poor man thanked him, and came back the next day. He handed the silver spoon to the rich man and along with it a small tiny spoon which looked exactly like the large one except for its size. The rich man looked at the two spoons and was puzzled. "Wait a minute. I lent you only the large spoon, who owns this small spoon?"
"Believe it or not, last night your big spoon gave birth to this small one. Because I am an honest man, I am returning both the mother and the baby to you." The rich man thought this sounded ridiculous, but he was too greedy to argue with the poor man. He gladly accepted both spoon.
A few days later, the poor man went to the rich man's house to borrow a large silver bowl. The rich man would never have considered lending something of such value to anyone else, but he remembered what good fortune he had had last time he lent a spoon to the poor man. He quickly agreed.
Two days passed, the poor man returned to the rich man again. This time he carried not only a large bowl, but also a small one, identical in every way except size. "I know it's hard to believe, but your large bowl bowl gave birth to a small bowl. Since both of them belong to you, I am giving them to you now." The rich man was delighted, praised the poor man for his honesty, and gladly accepted the two bowls.
Not long, the poor man went to the rich man again. This time he asked for a golden watch, "Would you mind lending me your gold watch? I don't have watch and don't know what time is it?" The rich man didn't even hesitate, "Well, it would be my pleasure! Take this golden clock with two golden arms on it." He thought of a small golden clock that would be returned with it.
"Here, you may take my finest golden arm clock. I know you will return it just as you promise. And if it should happen to have a child, I have no doubt that you will be just as honest as you have been in the past."
"Well, of course." said the poor man. One day passed, and then another, and still another, but the man saw no sign of the poor man and his golden arm clock. Finally he grew impatient and went to the poor man's home. "I've come about my clock," the rich man asked politely.
The poor man hung his head sadly and said, "I was planning to visit you and tell you the sad news. "The night after I left your house, your clock died."
"Died? You fool, how can a clock die?"
The poor man look the rich man in the eye, "If you believe spoon and bowl can give birth, why should it surprise you that a clock can die?"
~the end.
One day, the poor man went to the rich man's house and asked to borrow a spoon for his dinner. The rich man agreed, "Without spoon, how can you drink while you eat. But you must promise to return it tomorrow."
The poor man thanked him, and came back the next day. He handed the silver spoon to the rich man and along with it a small tiny spoon which looked exactly like the large one except for its size. The rich man looked at the two spoons and was puzzled. "Wait a minute. I lent you only the large spoon, who owns this small spoon?"
"Believe it or not, last night your big spoon gave birth to this small one. Because I am an honest man, I am returning both the mother and the baby to you." The rich man thought this sounded ridiculous, but he was too greedy to argue with the poor man. He gladly accepted both spoon.
A few days later, the poor man went to the rich man's house to borrow a large silver bowl. The rich man would never have considered lending something of such value to anyone else, but he remembered what good fortune he had had last time he lent a spoon to the poor man. He quickly agreed.
Two days passed, the poor man returned to the rich man again. This time he carried not only a large bowl, but also a small one, identical in every way except size. "I know it's hard to believe, but your large bowl bowl gave birth to a small bowl. Since both of them belong to you, I am giving them to you now." The rich man was delighted, praised the poor man for his honesty, and gladly accepted the two bowls.
Not long, the poor man went to the rich man again. This time he asked for a golden watch, "Would you mind lending me your gold watch? I don't have watch and don't know what time is it?" The rich man didn't even hesitate, "Well, it would be my pleasure! Take this golden clock with two golden arms on it." He thought of a small golden clock that would be returned with it.
"Here, you may take my finest golden arm clock. I know you will return it just as you promise. And if it should happen to have a child, I have no doubt that you will be just as honest as you have been in the past."
"Well, of course." said the poor man. One day passed, and then another, and still another, but the man saw no sign of the poor man and his golden arm clock. Finally he grew impatient and went to the poor man's home. "I've come about my clock," the rich man asked politely.
The poor man hung his head sadly and said, "I was planning to visit you and tell you the sad news. "The night after I left your house, your clock died."
"Died? You fool, how can a clock die?"
The poor man look the rich man in the eye, "If you believe spoon and bowl can give birth, why should it surprise you that a clock can die?"
~the end.
The golden arm and the Giant
This morning, I waked up, but kept lying on bed. I thought about another story about the golden arm.
"The golden arm and the Giant"
Long ago, people were threaten by the golden arm ghost at night. A boy had a dream. In his dream he was consulted to seek the Giant for help. When he waked up he found a magic beam on his desk. He told his mother about the dream, but she didn't believe there existed a giant. She threw the magic bean away.
The next day, the magic bean grew to a beanstalk. The boy was excited and climbed up the beanstalk.
(to be continued...)
"The golden arm and the Giant"
Long ago, people were threaten by the golden arm ghost at night. A boy had a dream. In his dream he was consulted to seek the Giant for help. When he waked up he found a magic beam on his desk. He told his mother about the dream, but she didn't believe there existed a giant. She threw the magic bean away.
The next day, the magic bean grew to a beanstalk. The boy was excited and climbed up the beanstalk.
(to be continued...)
The golden arm and cats
“The golden arm and cats”
Long time ago, in Deer Port, the village in western Taiwan, there were big stones existed in front of the temples. They said stone could cope with ghosts......只想到這邊，希望這禮拜能再趕出一篇鬼故事來@@
Long time ago, in Deer Port, the village in western Taiwan, there were big stones existed in front of the temples. They said stone could cope with ghosts......只想到這邊，希望這禮拜能再趕出一篇鬼故事來@@
The well and the golden arm
It had been a while since people had forgotten about the legend of the golden arm in a little village in the central Taiwan. The streets remained deserted and people were silence at night. The lives in this little village changed slightly as seasons changed. However, there was a strange thing happening recently. It was a death of a three year old child, who fell down to a well. The mother didn’t look after the child was the cause of the accidence. But how could a child climb over one meter high wall and got drown inside the well? People questioned, but nobody wanted to talk in detail publicly.
There was a rite to somber the child’s death. People carried wooden carriage running back and forth, it seemed they all got out of their controls. They yelled time to time at the quiet and starless night. Paul, who was 12 and lived nearby the well in the end of the street, didn’t know why he went up the street and observed the thrilling and scary scene. He shook his head hard, but he didn’t want to make noise, apparently he didn’t like the rite at all preferred to keep his mouth shut. He couldn’t figure out why people doing this. The street seemed longer than usual, he thought. Then, for a moment, he saw a shadow running out from his back yard of his house.
He couldn’t see the shadow clearly. He ran after it, but lost its trace. He finally went back home to his peaceful bed, and fell to sleep right away. The next day, Paul’s aunt gave birth to a boy baby, who was born as pale as paper. The street people always related these two things together. One died, and his soul would find a place to reborn again.
The semester had begun for a month and they got a new teacher from outside of the village. The principal introduced her at the beginning of the semester. The new teacher looked young and charming. She rented a studio apartment room behind Paul’s house. Paul was able to look through his window and knew when her bedtime was as she turned off the lights completely every night.
Paul was a sixth grade student and knew the new teacher taught the first graded at the school. He wondered she could teach well because she was kind of young. She seemed to wear her gloves anytime. Sometime the weather got steamed, she might take off her gloves and showed gold like nail in her finger tip. Paul also observed her light went off quite early on Tuesday and Thursday night.
One night, the white skin baby cried soundly. Paul couldn’t fall to sleep and arose to drink some water. He peeked through the window and saw the same shadow disappearing into teacher’s door. With his peculiar, he sneaked out to his backyard, where he could hear some talking.
There was a low voice, “You have to watch out carefully about the small ladder every time you leave the well. Make sure you remove it from the well after immersing your nail to the well.” Paul thought, “ he must be an old man. Then, another voice, “Dad, I will be more cautious.” Paul recognized the new teacher’s voice. She continued, “I will give some money to repay to the lost of their child.” “Dad, how do you know the nail will become gold?” “Ha, ha, I had the secret book written. It was our treasure I inherent from our ancestor. The gold will grow and purify depending how long you put your finger into the well water.”
The next day, Paul was delighted, because he learned the secret of well and the death of the three year old baby. He told no one. He knew the new teacher might show up during the midnight. He planed to try his own luck. It was obvious that she would go there on Tuesday and Thursday night. Paul thought to himself, “Then, I shall go to the well on Monday and Wednesday night. I could build a wealth for my family.”
Paul went the well and dip his finger for an hour and then returned. The next day he found his finger didn't change. He thought he must miss something, the length of immerse, perhaps. He kept trying for other time, but his finger remain as usual. Then, something happened. There was a typhoon coming on Monday. The school was close for the sake of damage from typhoon. Paul had forgotten the date, and he went there on Tuesday night.
Just as he dipped his finger, he heard a voice, "What are you doing here?" "I, I drop my toy inside." Paul stretched more and his hand and arm were inside of the well. In a split second, he ran away from the well as fast as he could. The new teacher didn't catch me by any chance.
As the morning light shined to Paul's face, he found he couldn't move his left arm. The room was glittered. He was thrilled to find his left arm being heavy and the color was not the same.
~the end
There was a rite to somber the child’s death. People carried wooden carriage running back and forth, it seemed they all got out of their controls. They yelled time to time at the quiet and starless night. Paul, who was 12 and lived nearby the well in the end of the street, didn’t know why he went up the street and observed the thrilling and scary scene. He shook his head hard, but he didn’t want to make noise, apparently he didn’t like the rite at all preferred to keep his mouth shut. He couldn’t figure out why people doing this. The street seemed longer than usual, he thought. Then, for a moment, he saw a shadow running out from his back yard of his house.
He couldn’t see the shadow clearly. He ran after it, but lost its trace. He finally went back home to his peaceful bed, and fell to sleep right away. The next day, Paul’s aunt gave birth to a boy baby, who was born as pale as paper. The street people always related these two things together. One died, and his soul would find a place to reborn again.
The semester had begun for a month and they got a new teacher from outside of the village. The principal introduced her at the beginning of the semester. The new teacher looked young and charming. She rented a studio apartment room behind Paul’s house. Paul was able to look through his window and knew when her bedtime was as she turned off the lights completely every night.
Paul was a sixth grade student and knew the new teacher taught the first graded at the school. He wondered she could teach well because she was kind of young. She seemed to wear her gloves anytime. Sometime the weather got steamed, she might take off her gloves and showed gold like nail in her finger tip. Paul also observed her light went off quite early on Tuesday and Thursday night.
One night, the white skin baby cried soundly. Paul couldn’t fall to sleep and arose to drink some water. He peeked through the window and saw the same shadow disappearing into teacher’s door. With his peculiar, he sneaked out to his backyard, where he could hear some talking.
There was a low voice, “You have to watch out carefully about the small ladder every time you leave the well. Make sure you remove it from the well after immersing your nail to the well.” Paul thought, “ he must be an old man. Then, another voice, “Dad, I will be more cautious.” Paul recognized the new teacher’s voice. She continued, “I will give some money to repay to the lost of their child.” “Dad, how do you know the nail will become gold?” “Ha, ha, I had the secret book written. It was our treasure I inherent from our ancestor. The gold will grow and purify depending how long you put your finger into the well water.”
The next day, Paul was delighted, because he learned the secret of well and the death of the three year old baby. He told no one. He knew the new teacher might show up during the midnight. He planed to try his own luck. It was obvious that she would go there on Tuesday and Thursday night. Paul thought to himself, “Then, I shall go to the well on Monday and Wednesday night. I could build a wealth for my family.”
Paul went the well and dip his finger for an hour and then returned. The next day he found his finger didn't change. He thought he must miss something, the length of immerse, perhaps. He kept trying for other time, but his finger remain as usual. Then, something happened. There was a typhoon coming on Monday. The school was close for the sake of damage from typhoon. Paul had forgotten the date, and he went there on Tuesday night.
Just as he dipped his finger, he heard a voice, "What are you doing here?" "I, I drop my toy inside." Paul stretched more and his hand and arm were inside of the well. In a split second, he ran away from the well as fast as he could. The new teacher didn't catch me by any chance.
As the morning light shined to Paul's face, he found he couldn't move his left arm. The room was glittered. He was thrilled to find his left arm being heavy and the color was not the same.
~the end
The golden arm and its fingers
第二篇創作
Long time ago, there was a small village in Taiwan. Some people said they saw a ghost with a golden arm appearing sometime at midnight. People didn’t want to go out at midnight. They were afraid of the golden arm, who tended to take children especially young boy away from village.
One night, the sky had no cloud, but there were no moon and no stars either. The golden arm entered the boy house. The door was locked, but she appeared in front of the boy’s bed. She waked up the boy and said, “Don’t be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you, if you follow my command. I want you come to my place every Tuesday, and I want you to be a famous pianist, or I will kill kids in your village one after another.”
The boy, Jay, didn’t want to see kid dying in his village. He followed the golden arm to the graveyard. She taught Jay to play piano with her gold arm. Jay studied and played piano before, but showed no improvement. He kept in grade 11. His teacher wondered whether he could be a pianist in the future. However, Jay had shown improvement lately and his teacher was surprised unbelievably.
The village held piano contest every year. This year, Jay also entered the competition. He had no problem and won the champion cup. But his rivalry, a girl who was the second place winner, was angry and she was also taught by the same piano teacher. The teacher told her that Jay’s fingers were strong like he had a golden arm and fingers.
One night, the girl couldn’t go to sleep and saw a shadow walked out of Jay’s house. She peeked carefully, and made sure it was Jay. She was curious about Jay’s move, since he won the piano contest. So, she followed him to the graveyard. She saw him enter the coffin for half hour and returned his home.
The following night, however, Jay didn’t go out. She waited till the morning light, and made sure Jay didn’t leave his house. The third night, Jay also stayed and slept in his house. The fourth night, it was the same. It was until the next Tuesday night. She saw Jay walked up the hill and stayed there for half an hour. She had third intuition and was expecting something happened with Jay and his piano play.
The gold arm ghost kept teaching Jay piano play and every Tuesday’s lesson. But, one Tuesday light, she waited and waited and saw no Jay coming. She was angry and decided to go down the hill. She entered Jay’s house without knocking. The girl hid herself behind the rock outside Jay’s house, observed a long hair woman squeezing in from the thin hole of the door. She gasped and breathed like she had just seen a ghost.
She heard their conversation. “Why didn’t you go to my place to play piano?” the golden arm questioned. “I got a fever, ma’am. My legs are frozen too.” Jay replied. “OK, I don’t want my student being lazy, do you understand? I am waiting for you on next Tuesday.” Suddenly, the golden arm pulled the door and the girl fell down from outside. “Who are you? Why do you follow me? I am going to kill you immediately.”
The girl was frightened and asked for help. In no time, Jay turned on the flash light. The golden arm ghost was blind and yelled, “shut off the flash light, I can see nothing with flash light on.” The girl ran away in a hurry. As the gold arm stepped outside, there was a big flash lightning from the sky and rain began to pour harder. Jay saw the golden arm rusting under the rain.
The ghost retreated to the graveyard and found the golden arm had disappeared. The next Tuesday, Jay was still sick, but the golden arm didn’t show up. He wondered and thought the golden arm ghost might not come out again, therefore he didn’t go to the graveyard anymore. Jay later became one of the greatest pianist and singer in Taiwan music industry.
~the end.
Long time ago, there was a small village in Taiwan. Some people said they saw a ghost with a golden arm appearing sometime at midnight. People didn’t want to go out at midnight. They were afraid of the golden arm, who tended to take children especially young boy away from village.
One night, the sky had no cloud, but there were no moon and no stars either. The golden arm entered the boy house. The door was locked, but she appeared in front of the boy’s bed. She waked up the boy and said, “Don’t be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you, if you follow my command. I want you come to my place every Tuesday, and I want you to be a famous pianist, or I will kill kids in your village one after another.”
The boy, Jay, didn’t want to see kid dying in his village. He followed the golden arm to the graveyard. She taught Jay to play piano with her gold arm. Jay studied and played piano before, but showed no improvement. He kept in grade 11. His teacher wondered whether he could be a pianist in the future. However, Jay had shown improvement lately and his teacher was surprised unbelievably.
The village held piano contest every year. This year, Jay also entered the competition. He had no problem and won the champion cup. But his rivalry, a girl who was the second place winner, was angry and she was also taught by the same piano teacher. The teacher told her that Jay’s fingers were strong like he had a golden arm and fingers.
One night, the girl couldn’t go to sleep and saw a shadow walked out of Jay’s house. She peeked carefully, and made sure it was Jay. She was curious about Jay’s move, since he won the piano contest. So, she followed him to the graveyard. She saw him enter the coffin for half hour and returned his home.
The following night, however, Jay didn’t go out. She waited till the morning light, and made sure Jay didn’t leave his house. The third night, Jay also stayed and slept in his house. The fourth night, it was the same. It was until the next Tuesday night. She saw Jay walked up the hill and stayed there for half an hour. She had third intuition and was expecting something happened with Jay and his piano play.
The gold arm ghost kept teaching Jay piano play and every Tuesday’s lesson. But, one Tuesday light, she waited and waited and saw no Jay coming. She was angry and decided to go down the hill. She entered Jay’s house without knocking. The girl hid herself behind the rock outside Jay’s house, observed a long hair woman squeezing in from the thin hole of the door. She gasped and breathed like she had just seen a ghost.
She heard their conversation. “Why didn’t you go to my place to play piano?” the golden arm questioned. “I got a fever, ma’am. My legs are frozen too.” Jay replied. “OK, I don’t want my student being lazy, do you understand? I am waiting for you on next Tuesday.” Suddenly, the golden arm pulled the door and the girl fell down from outside. “Who are you? Why do you follow me? I am going to kill you immediately.”
The girl was frightened and asked for help. In no time, Jay turned on the flash light. The golden arm ghost was blind and yelled, “shut off the flash light, I can see nothing with flash light on.” The girl ran away in a hurry. As the gold arm stepped outside, there was a big flash lightning from the sky and rain began to pour harder. Jay saw the golden arm rusting under the rain.
The ghost retreated to the graveyard and found the golden arm had disappeared. The next Tuesday, Jay was still sick, but the golden arm didn’t show up. He wondered and thought the golden arm ghost might not come out again, therefore he didn’t go to the graveyard anymore. Jay later became one of the greatest pianist and singer in Taiwan music industry.
~the end.
The Witch's Broom
這是我第一篇英文童話故事，歡迎指教
The old witch came out of a cave with a broom at hand. She had rested for a while, more than half a year. She stretched out and looked down on her broom, which was old, broken, and dirty covered with a thick of dusts.
She recalled last year she won the speeding contest with this broom. Then, she rode on it without hesitate, but it wouldn’t move at all. She murmured, “it seems I have forgotten how to fly and the secret of the broom. ” The witch swung the broom to the sky, where the dusts all spread out and became thousands of stars circling in the air. She smiled and checked the broom again, and found it be clean and shined as before. It fitted her bright dress perfectly.
The annual contest was about to begin. She rode on the broom, but it moved slowly and made noised, then suddenly stopped completely. She knew something was wrong, and all she could do was to examine her magic spell book, which recorded all the secret of the broom.
She went back to her cave room, but couldn’t find the book. It disappeared. Who stole it then? She thundered, “Little Flower!” Little Flower was her cat, she might know where the spell book was. “Little Flower, Little Flower, “ the witch called again. Little Flower the cat came back as fast as she could. Last time she was punished as no food for three days. She managed to be closer anytime in case the bad thing might happen once more. “Little Flower, do you know where my magic book is?” the witch questioned. (to be continued.#1)
“Yesterday, I saw mouse the East playing nearby. I wonder he might steal it.”
“Then, tell me where the east is now. I am going to drown him in a cage.”
“He probably stays in the forest behind the garden.”
“OK, Let’s go and get him now.”
The witch and Little Flower the cat passed the edge of garden and met an elephant.
“Elephant, have you seen mouse the East?” asked Little Flower.
Elephant lay down her nose to release wooden logs, which she carried along.
“Yes, he is playing by the river,” said the elephant.
The witch and Little Flower the cat then passed the center of the forest and met a wolf.
“Wolf, have you seen mouse the East?” asked Little Flower.
Wolf put his meat aside, and replied, “yes, he is playing by the river.”
The witch and Little Flower the cat passed the end of the forest and met a rabbit.
“Rabbit, have you seen mouse the East?” asked Little Flower.
The rabbit dropped his basket and eggs
“Yes, he is playing by the river,” said the rabbit.
“But, there was a big thunderstorm last night, the rabbit mentioned.
The witch and Little Flower the cat hurried to the river and saw mouse the East nearly drowning in the river. The water was flood as a result of last night’s rain.
The old witch gave a spell in no time. There, a bird suddenly became an eagle and save mouse the East from the water.(#2)
The old witch asked unhappily, “the unfortunately mouse the east, did you steal my spell book?”
“No, my highness, but I saw some ants sneaking around the cave.”, said the east.
The old witch, the East, and Little Flower hurried back to the cave, and found the spell book stayed in the grass nearby. It seemed there were something underneath. They were ants being pressed by the spell book. The witched picked up the spell book and saved those ants alive.
The king of ants responded, “sorry, Highness the witch, we are deeply sorry to move your spell book. We just try to exercise the spell in order to grow more apples on the tree for everybody. Somehow, the spell book became heavy than ever and pressed all of us.” The old witch said, “OK, you all be punished already, I don’t want to hurt you no more. Go to work, and no lazy for the rest of the day.”
The old witch examined the spell book to resolve why her broom couldn’t fly. Oh, it was she forgot to add gasoline, the broom ran out of it. She then asked the East bring gasoline 98 and applied to the broom. The broom groaned and started to shake and it seemed no way to stop it since then. Of cause, the old witch won the contest again with no exception this year.
The old witch came out of a cave with a broom at hand. She had rested for a while, more than half a year. She stretched out and looked down on her broom, which was old, broken, and dirty covered with a thick of dusts.
She recalled last year she won the speeding contest with this broom. Then, she rode on it without hesitate, but it wouldn’t move at all. She murmured, “it seems I have forgotten how to fly and the secret of the broom. ” The witch swung the broom to the sky, where the dusts all spread out and became thousands of stars circling in the air. She smiled and checked the broom again, and found it be clean and shined as before. It fitted her bright dress perfectly.
The annual contest was about to begin. She rode on the broom, but it moved slowly and made noised, then suddenly stopped completely. She knew something was wrong, and all she could do was to examine her magic spell book, which recorded all the secret of the broom.
She went back to her cave room, but couldn’t find the book. It disappeared. Who stole it then? She thundered, “Little Flower!” Little Flower was her cat, she might know where the spell book was. “Little Flower, Little Flower, “ the witch called again. Little Flower the cat came back as fast as she could. Last time she was punished as no food for three days. She managed to be closer anytime in case the bad thing might happen once more. “Little Flower, do you know where my magic book is?” the witch questioned. (to be continued.#1)
“Yesterday, I saw mouse the East playing nearby. I wonder he might steal it.”
“Then, tell me where the east is now. I am going to drown him in a cage.”
“He probably stays in the forest behind the garden.”
“OK, Let’s go and get him now.”
The witch and Little Flower the cat passed the edge of garden and met an elephant.
“Elephant, have you seen mouse the East?” asked Little Flower.
Elephant lay down her nose to release wooden logs, which she carried along.
“Yes, he is playing by the river,” said the elephant.
The witch and Little Flower the cat then passed the center of the forest and met a wolf.
“Wolf, have you seen mouse the East?” asked Little Flower.
Wolf put his meat aside, and replied, “yes, he is playing by the river.”
The witch and Little Flower the cat passed the end of the forest and met a rabbit.
“Rabbit, have you seen mouse the East?” asked Little Flower.
The rabbit dropped his basket and eggs
“Yes, he is playing by the river,” said the rabbit.
“But, there was a big thunderstorm last night, the rabbit mentioned.
The witch and Little Flower the cat hurried to the river and saw mouse the East nearly drowning in the river. The water was flood as a result of last night’s rain.
The old witch gave a spell in no time. There, a bird suddenly became an eagle and save mouse the East from the water.(#2)
The old witch asked unhappily, “the unfortunately mouse the east, did you steal my spell book?”
“No, my highness, but I saw some ants sneaking around the cave.”, said the east.
The old witch, the East, and Little Flower hurried back to the cave, and found the spell book stayed in the grass nearby. It seemed there were something underneath. They were ants being pressed by the spell book. The witched picked up the spell book and saved those ants alive.
The king of ants responded, “sorry, Highness the witch, we are deeply sorry to move your spell book. We just try to exercise the spell in order to grow more apples on the tree for everybody. Somehow, the spell book became heavy than ever and pressed all of us.” The old witch said, “OK, you all be punished already, I don’t want to hurt you no more. Go to work, and no lazy for the rest of the day.”
The old witch examined the spell book to resolve why her broom couldn’t fly. Oh, it was she forgot to add gasoline, the broom ran out of it. She then asked the East bring gasoline 98 and applied to the broom. The broom groaned and started to shake and it seemed no way to stop it since then. Of cause, the old witch won the contest again with no exception this year.
moving my blog to msn
I don't know what's going on here. I can only type and can't open my blog, therefore I have no choice but move my blog to MSN, http://spaces.msn.com/members/shih2220/PersonalSpace.aspx?_c01_blogpart=blogmgmt&_c02_owner=1&_c=blogpart
Taipei's trip
This was my second time to ride the MRT. When I got out of Taipower MRT station, I got lost and couldn't tell my direction. I acrossed the sky-bridge, but I saw the hill of 公館. I retreated from the bridge and went back to original stand. I knew I had figured my direction. Sooner, I finished my lunch and hid myself in a bookstore. It was expected to rain, but on the contrary the sky was clear and sunshine fell through the buildings. Two years ago, I came to Taipei to take the TOEFL exam. This time I came here for another exam. I completed my registration in the late afternoon. I planned to see a movie, but I didn't have enough time. I proceeded to train station, sitting in the McDonald. The scene was familiar, but I couldn't recognize people passing by. Where was she now? The girl I once met down there. Wish she have great future in her life!
Perennialism
Perennialism claims education should base on one principle. It is hard to deny it that children should learn all the greatest writings and forget those sesames. The core of curriculum is literature. Children learn general knowledges and creation about their own rationality. It seems easy to say than done. The representative were Hutchins, R.M. and Alder, M.J. I am glad to grasp their ideas and this word, "perennialism".
Nel Noddings
Dr. Noddings’ career in education has spanned five decades, beginning as a middle grades and high school math teacher before moving to educational administration and higher education. She is an award-winning teacher — having won the Excellence in Teaching Award at Stanford in 1981, 1982 and 1997 — and an accomplished scholar. It is so unbelievable that she started as a math teacher. Now, her books are used for many colleges. Hopefully, her profile can inspire me to achieve my goal, as a small successful English teacher.
English Song
I can't sing English song well, because my voice isn't good at all. But, for the sake of learning English, I need to practice it at my best. Lately, I bought many CD's. I prefer watch MTV, since I can watch singers' lips and their emotion too. Now, I am listening to Blue's "You make me wanna." The song is wonderful and the melody is great. The song lyrics always help my writing in many ways. That is what I cherish so much. I listen to English songs and drama a lot everyday. Hopefully, my English makes progress grandly.
Cruel Giant and His wife
This morning I went to the class, but the class was cancel due to exam. I couldn't present my fairytale, "Cruel Giant". I was considering to revise the story, but in the last minut I gave up. Anyway, it was cancelled. I thought to add a little part of cruel giant and his wife. Cruel giant's wife gave golden coins to poor people secretly without notifing of her husband. In addition, the cruel didn't die when he landed hard. He merely lost one foot. He managed to stand up and be aware of kindness for people, so he did mowing the garden for Jack to get the golden hen back. Well, I haven't completed my plot yet. It is to be continued in the near future.
English from BBC7
English is very hard to learn. Even though I pray to god, I will study at my best. The more I study, the more the vocabulary I need to know. Every time I memory a word today, I tend to forget it tomorrow. I find I have to tackle it with different ways. Now, I try to use my ear to learn some more. I listen to BBC7 drama everyday. I try to get my friends to listen along with me. But, I haven't gotten one who can comprehand the drama well so far. I have to do it myself. To comprehand the drama, I need to learn more British culture and its society. Hopefully, I can make some progress.
Curry Chicken
The sun was high, and I felt uncomfortable in this hot summer afternoon. I didn't know what to have for my stomach. Finally, I stepped in a Curryhouse and ordered a gravy currychick over rice. The small restaurant was crowded and I waited and waited. I felt little cold in this small area for a while with AC on. The food was mediocre. They served with no chicken bones currychick. I didn't recall if I had this type "no chicken bone" curry chicken before. At last I got home. Now, I have finished all my housework and get ready to study more for my coming big exam.
Philosophy of Education
I took one semester course of philosophy of education. I didn't like it, either the professor who had published about twenty books. No exemption to us, we had to buy his book as textbook. The context of our textbook was mediocre, though he encourage us to think from our living environment. In the middle of semester, he placed his remark about the morning class that many classmates would be punished for eating breakfast during his lecturing. Now, let face the main topic, what is philosophy? My understanding is that it is all about thinking. At the end of the course, I learned I had to compiled the four most important and greatest philosophers in the history. Who are 孔子，蘇格拉底，耶穌，和釋迦佛尼。Well, Did I learn too little in a semester? I wonder.
Return to Taipei
I am coming, Taipei. I left you several years ago. I don't miss you at all. I don't want to remind of my memories. The reason I am coming back to you is simple. I have to take the exam for teacher position. This is out of everybody's prediction that few vacancies are available outsides of Taipei city now. I don't plan to visit anyone before the test. The bygone is bygone. I am looking for a bright and promising future.
Janis Joplin
Her family name is so familiar, as we had learned before from introduction of education. But, I knew the singer through her song, "Mercedis Benz". Her voice is so energetic which I like most. She had another great song, "Me and Bobby McGee", that became no. 1 in USA after her sudden death at age of 27. Like many singers who were addicted to drug, she however didn't get away of her fortune. I had played her songs again and again this week. I recently listened to abundance of music and thought that the music had help me a lot in emotion and learning English, too.
Sports Fan
I am great sports fan. I love all kind of sports myself. I used to sit in front of TV or chased after game or read sports news every day. Now, I find I lack of time to enjoy watching playing. So, I have to reduce my hobbies. As a result, I remain reading sports news every day. There are seldom NBA players I couldn't recognize. It is because I like to read gossips around the players. I think I will continue my interest. Few of my internet pals wanted my to teach them to read NBA. Honestly, I don't know how to tackle this problem. It is hard for me to instruct beginner, indeeds. Now, my favorite NBA team is playing online, see you.
sunlight
The sunlight is one of the most important things in the world. Without it, one can't see through eyes. Besides, all the living things need sunlight to get energy to grow and proceed on earth. Nonetheless, if we have too much sunlight, our skin will be burned. The UV within the sunlight has proven to be the main cause of skin cancer. The majority of people still can't recognize the rating of UV index used by health organization. It is basic knowledge that vitamin D can only produce under sunlight. Therefore, we must expose under the sunlight, but can't get too much of it. Today, the sun is high and overwhelming, tread carefully, folks!
Mirror, Mirror
Long ago, in a faraway kingdom, there lived a king and a queen. They were eager to have a child, so the queen prayed to the god, "Oh, Lord, I want to have a child." The next winter, a baby girl was born with snow white skin, so everybody called her, "Snow White." Unfortunately, the queen was sick and died after. The king married a new queen, the stepmother, to take care of Snow White. Stepmother had a magic mirror that can talk. Once a while, stepmother would ask, "Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful in the world." "You are, you are the most beautiful in the world," the mirror answered. However, Snow White has grown up and became prettier, sweet, and friendly.Every one liked her very much. One day, stepmother asked the mirror again, "mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful in the world." To her surprise, the mirror answered, "Snow White, snow white, is the most beautiful in the world." Stepmother was very angry and asked a hunter to kill her. "I want her hear." The hunter took Snow White to the forest, but couldn't kill Snow White because she was so sweet and friend. The hunter brought back a deer heart instead. Snow White was in the forest and she found a house. She was hungry and ate all the food on the table, then fell asleep. "Who is the pretty girl?" snow white woke up, and saw seven dwarfs. Snow white told them stories about stepmother and hunter. "You can stay here safely." When seven dwarfs went out to work, Snow White stayed and cleaned the house. Another day, stepmother asked mirror, "mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful in the world." "Snow white, snow white is the most beautiful in the world." "I have to kill her by myself." Stepmother brought a poisoned apple and disguised as a ugly old woman. "This is a sweet and juiced apple." Snow white took a bite and fainted. The seven dwarfs came home and thought Snow white was dead. They put her in a glass coffin. One day, a prince passed by and kissed Snow White. Snow White was alive. They got married and lived in a kingdom. Stepmother asked the mirror again, "mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful in the world." The mirror said, " a new princess in a kingdom is the most beautiful in the world."
Dream
Last night, I played the CD to practice my listening ability. I didn't remember when I fell to sleep. I don't like to read lately, but listening on the bed has become one of my favorite interest. There were conversation in the CD, and my dream had just begun. It seemed I spoke to them in English and made the conversation more intrigued and puzzled. It seemed the conversation made on sense, then I waked up all of a sudden. I turned of the CD and continued my sleep. As I am writing now, I can't recall the details of my dream. Somehow, I still remember my dream had mixed with the conversation strangely. That was my first experience, though.
Volcano
Volcano is a mountain and existed in some place on land or under the sea, which tends to erupt with dangerous liquid lava and hazard gas that could burn down surroundings and cause serial tremers. However, it may be a splendid phenomenon and deserved to feel the spectacle of our nature. That is enormous, but I foresee human being also possesses an artificial volcano within one's body. This is similiar to attitude that one would lose control of oneself and erupt all of a sudden. Especially, when the summer is just around the corner, someone may spread harsh and notorious words towards people nearby. As I am careful of my neighbors, I also have to examine myself whether or not my volcano is about to erupt. How to control our own volcano? I don't have any idea. It may be natural and it deserves to wait and see.
Life is a series of combats
Life is a series of combats. I have recognized long ago, but it seems my competence gets down a bit when my mind couldn't suppress the chaos. When I smelled the victory, I knew it might not last forever. Likewise, when I met the defeat, I should hold up my courage till the breakthrough finally arrived. In the past, I always did my best to accept the challenges, but this time I have all the doubts itching on my back. Maybe, I am just shedding my crocodile tears here. For there is a reason I have a fear, because I am afraid my writing in English is not improving and I have to make some excuses on my diary.
Math
Yesterday, I read the third chapter of math book. Many people are frightened of math, and I am no exception since I didn't touch math for many years. These days, I keep on reading math everyday. The more I study, the more I find that memory is the key to solve the math problems. Cause there are so many equations to memorize. I however come to conclusion, if I don't comprehand the questions, I would give them up. It is so little time during the test. My goal is to calculate eight of out ten problems in the coming test. From last week, I also estimate the timing I can spend on the math is about half hour a day. I think I lack of motivation about math problem. Nonetheless, I tend to spend more time on listening to English music, which is my like mostly. Ha!
Empathy
Yesterday I learned that empathy was quite different from sympathy. When I read empathy, I immediately recalled the fameous consultant, Carl Rogers. He emphasized three conditions to be a consultant, as congruence, empathy, and unconditional positive regard. Since I was learning English, I memorized without Chinese. One must possess empathy, so he can have better understanding of one's client. As sympathy, one however shouldn't let it go within his mind, otherwise one couldn't take a good judge of the situation of his client. It might looks confused at first, but it is better you see it through as the way it should be. Hee!
Teacher Certificate
I have passed the test of teacher certificate. It was a little scary that my score just past it barely. The next step I have to take some tests for a position in elementary school. I start to study English again and exercise my presentation that the next test will include in it. I am glad I have this chance to go to elementary school to tell a fairtale every Tuesday morning. This morning I spoke the famous one, "Little Red Riding Hood", along with color songs. I made four pictures from picture book and printed from computer in 2x2. The color was bright and gorgeous. I will continue my lecture next week.
Teaching English
This was the first English class I taught in this semester this morning. The class was new to me that I had to adjust myself to immerse in the third grade student atmoshpere. I recalled I did not teach well in the past that I had hard time to control the third graders. Now it is different and I am well prepared. I started with a nursery song, "Hickory Dickory Dock." I tried to impress students with my gestures. Secondarily, I told them the Sleeping Beauty fairytell with some big pictures. Those pictures were made from digital camera on the Disney's picture book and printed on 非常好色 in 2x2. The third episode was to teach "The Elephant", which had great content to salute the coming Mother's day. The students seemed to rejoice my teaching, and I asked their main teacher to wrap up my teaching as a whole. I also visited my previous office and droped by the principal room. It was a great morning.
Sometimes
"Do you believe ghost?", my teacher asked. I replied, "Sometime." I forgot what he intended to ask for. I just remembered to bring back to our topic and had made peers laughing. We were learning this song by Britney in our English song class. I think Britney's voice was energetic and sounded. I like her songs very much and her simple lyrics too. The rhyme, melody, and background were grogeous. I had listened this song many times, yet I couldn't catch every word. I was glad teacher brought up this song, then I could appreciate it thoroughly. "Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide, sometimes I'm scared of you, but all I really want is to hold you tight." Well, who could possibly write such great song? The song seems picking everybody's emotion.
Anxiety
Anxiety is a word of fear. I made a mistake last week. I thought it was a state of eagerness. There is a book published by Alain de botton, "Anxiety statue", which was recommended by my friend. I have searched the website, http://www.alaindebotton.com/status.htm I am still working on comprehanding the materials inside. Hopefuly, I have some comments about the fancy stuff.
Self-concept
Self-concept has influence. Franken described self-concept as a strong tendency to find motivation and behavior and worthwile deriving the intended target and ideal of those activities. Postive self-concept student has stronger incentives to endure patiently difficulties and challenge through hard work. On the other hand, the negative student gets lower achievement. Therefore, how to help students to promote the self-concept is quite a topic in school.
痴心絕對
Wanna use a cup of Latte to get you drunk
Enable you to love me a little more
The taste of my unrequited loves
You don’t understand this kind of feeling
and can never learn because you are accompanied
＊Seeing you and him in front of me
proves my love being only foolish
You don’t recognize my skinny and paleness
and you can never understand why.
# You will never realize
I've paid the kind of sadness
Why do I bother falling in love with you
You have maliciously compelled my defense
I calmly close the gate to count with my tears
△ knowing to let you leave his world is impossible
I keep on waiting a miracle to appear
One day you may discover
the true love of you was suffered alone.
練習翻譯這首歌啦
Enable you to love me a little more
The taste of my unrequited loves
You don’t understand this kind of feeling
and can never learn because you are accompanied
＊Seeing you and him in front of me
proves my love being only foolish
You don’t recognize my skinny and paleness
and you can never understand why.
# You will never realize
I've paid the kind of sadness
Why do I bother falling in love with you
You have maliciously compelled my defense
I calmly close the gate to count with my tears
△ knowing to let you leave his world is impossible
I keep on waiting a miracle to appear
One day you may discover
the true love of you was suffered alone.
練習翻譯這首歌啦
a break
I had studied for months just to take an exam last Saturday. It was finished, but we all had extraordinary experience along with the exam. It was scary and thrilling. The exam was supposed to be easy as everybody expected, but it was not. The exam covered a variety and had so many questions that we had never learned from our teacher program. Some of our classmates said they couldn't pass it for sure, and I am up in the air that my mutiple parts are fair and I need the grader to add some scores on my question part in order to pass the exam. Hopefully, they wouldn't give lower grade on that part. Amen.
平仄
There is only a week ahead for my exam. I don't know who can finish all the preparation because it is so easy to forget what one has read. The Chinese cousre is also a pain for me. Until now, I have hard time to distinguish between 平仄。I know 陰平和陽平, but it comes to those poems, every word seems to be 仄 all of a sudden. I don't know why. I guess I have to cross my fingers if it happens on the exam sheet.
一二三四五六七八九十
九年一貫 不三不四 五大理念（人頭面向東）六大議題（吃飯兩人先呷）七大學習領域 八個特色（學課綁十斜吐白雞）十個基本能力（我心生錶鐘 烏龜運豬肚）
I made the chant, as to help me to remember the likely appearance in the exam. The characteristics of nine year integrated curriculum are the most important part. The details are as follows: 學校特色，課程統整，課程鬆綁，十大基本能力，協同教學，鄉土化和國際化，空白課程，個人績效。 I still remember them. Amen!
I made the chant, as to help me to remember the likely appearance in the exam. The characteristics of nine year integrated curriculum are the most important part. The details are as follows: 學校特色，課程統整，課程鬆綁，十大基本能力，協同教學，鄉土化和國際化，空白課程，個人績效。 I still remember them. Amen!
Psychology
I am reading the book written by 張春興. It is hard to believe that this book has been published for thirteen years. I had never taken psychology course, but the content of the book looked so familiar to me. I am wondering all my readings related to psychology are indeed extracting and refering from this book. However, as I check the edition of the book, it is so scary that there is no other edition. This book is still in its first edition. I hope the auther can proceed his extraordinary work and add some materials to it.
Critical Pedagogy
"Agog" is considered as a word root for leading, and pedagogy is equal to instruction. Critical pedagogy is to think deeply about the benefit of eduction. What education can do for our living nowadays? We know that modern society is complicated. Since the revolution of industry and the creation of computer, the machines take place of labour greatly. Many people tend to lose their jobs, while others collect their wealth through technology such that the gap between the rich and the poor widen than before. The education, however, plays a major role for social mobility that some people can promote their living levels to high standards. Eduction makes people awareness about their situations and acts as motivation tool. Teacher should be empowered to improve the system of the eduction. In Taiwan, we have seen many examples that some peolple take advantages of eduction and become later scholars, businessmen, and lawyers. I hope the education can separated from the political influences and provide more equal chances for our whole society.
Rhythm of Education
Who said the words, "rhythm of education"? He is Alfred N. Whitehead. Today, I want to write his name on my reflection. I am obliged to him because he also mentioned the thought of western society was only two routes, one is Plato's idealism and the other is Aristotle's realism. I didn't take western literature course, so I couldn't know very well about the content. I had tried hard to study educational philosophy, but in vain, there were so many theories and names assoicated with. After I read Whitehead's comment, I realized the simplicity of the western culture. When I followed my study, I also found the great Chinese didn't go as two routes as western thought. Chinese tended to ride on the idealism for many century. However, the generation proceed as we live now is no long as simple as what Whitehead used to say, two routes only. The post-modernism is developing into a variety. We no long live with philosophy, and we need to examine the enviroment around us. In the end, we have to take account for other theory like critical theory, phenomenology, and Hermenentics. Life becomes complicated, doesn't it?
Emotional Development
Emotional dominance can be controlled in childhood through control over the environment. It is because control over the environment becomes increasingly difficult as children grow older. All the children should learn emotional tolerance. When I was a kid, I knew nothing about my emotional behavior. After grow-up, I once was critized by my elder brother. He said that I sometime looked as our father who acted emotionally toward many things. As sons of our father, we had to tolerate his bad tempers. It seems emotions could be inherited. I was totally disgusted by my brother's opinion at that time. But, I examined his words for my behaviors and found his words being accuracy in the way I preformed. However, since then, I don't want to consult with my elder brother. I don't like his opinion and judge on me. But, I am obliged to him that I can control my temper than before. I wonder if this is the way that emotional development happens.
Take Notes
I didn't get used to take notes until I went to college. Even now, I seem to take notes in an awful way. Some said taking notes is to write down the important parts, but when I found out the important part and I had already missed the note taking. It was hard to take notes during the instruction. Last year, I took educational psychology course and we didn't have final exam. Professor simply graded from our notes as he frequently emphasized the importance of notes. He wanted our notes to be organized as many as possible. We have to cut the routine notes and stick with some references from outsides of the class. The notes have to be able to add in between, so normal notebook can't suit our needs. Our class had to work together to make the notes heavier and thicker as requested. In the end, Professor didn't have enough time to finish his grading and my notes was left on the University and I had to call my local classmates to put it to the recover trash can, so it won't become a pollution. Sigh! Well, it comes to the end. I
don't like taking notes. I think it is just a temporary stage. It doesn't have to be that formal as professor suggested. But he is dependent on his notes to teach, notes may be necessary. As for me, the course is just a stage for me. I prefer to use textbook and make notes inside the book.
don't like taking notes. I think it is just a temporary stage. It doesn't have to be that formal as professor suggested. But he is dependent on his notes to teach, notes may be necessary. As for me, the course is just a stage for me. I prefer to use textbook and make notes inside the book.
"Taiwan Literature Garden"
Finally, I finished this book, "Taiwan Literature Garden", in a month. I knew I had to tak it slowly since I needed to put the detail of the book into my long term memory for the sake of exam. There are many references mentioned in the this critic book I like very much, however, in the time being I don't have time to read them. I hope one day I can write just like those famous references. I feel like I have to write this goal down and remind myself so I don't forget it.
Thousand Pools Have Thousand Moons
Thousand pools have thousand moons was a story that described the awfulness of Taiwanese young couples in the past. The story has English translation edition, but I don't know its name. This young couple couldn't deal with their love. I have no time to read the entire book, but I have to know who had published the book and a little something about the content. Thanks to our government that our exam will include this sort of Taiwanese literature. Here are some contents and comments in my textbook. Since the boy didn't contact his sweetheartfor a while that had outraged her. Thus, she sent her last, short letter as "I am disappointed with your lately behavior." to end their affection. The girl felt with pain and returned back to her hometown. On the way home, she looked at the pools aside and found a gorgeous scene. There were thousand moons in the thousand pools. However, an unbelievable critic was made by 龍應台, as she said the article was 盲目的懷舊病 and critized the author 對傳統社會沒有反省與懷疑的智慧。It was so strange, wasn't it.
The town could never get tranquil
One night, people in the township were hilarious about the banquet on the birthday of one Goddess. Suddenly a notorious rascal secretly entered a coffin store and raped the hostess, who committed sucide later trying to keep her reputation. The next day, however, the owner of coffin store revenged on killing the whole family of that rascal and turned himself to the police. There was a Taiwanese novel to describe the awful and thrilled happening of the subsequence. The town is somewhere in Taiwan that could never get tranquil since a stranger who was believed to be the man of the coffin store owner showed up. I didn't read the story, but I have to memorize this novel's name and the auther, as some of Taiwan literature, which is a subject for our exams. Sigh!
I Ain't Cheating
Yesterday, I had a talk to my English teacher who studied in a college in the USA. She said when she was in college and one thing did bother her ever since. One day, she finished an exam. Her professor approached to her and asked her rudely what is happening and about how bad exam she had taken. She replied humbly, "Sir, I ain't cheating to the exam." We laughed for a while. I think the professor should have known what he had done to the class. See, an exam is supposed to assess what students have learned and it shouldn't take as humiliation. If the majority of the class are cheating, he is the one to be blamed.
Listening Comprehansion
I went to a Yahoo Family Board quite often, mainly to post the latest news everyday. It forces me to read news and digests the news as far as I can. Before yesterday, a visitor asked where I extracted the news from. She wanted to know because her speaking class needed the resource. I made a suggestion for her to listen first, then spoke the news after. As I search the audio and video news, I found an idea for myself why not writing down the voices from the audio and video, since they were sounded, clear, and easy to rewind. I have written two news in two days only for short periods of time. I think it is very encouraging way to learn listening comprehansion.
OK, here is my post as belows:
Bush in Europe to mend relations
George W Bush has arrived in Brussels at the start of a five-day visit to rebuild US ties with Europe after disputes over Iraq. Jacques Chirac and Vladimir Putin are among the European leaders the president plans to meet.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/
看到？在左上角的地方 Latest news in video and audio 按一下框框，就可以看到影音了 我聽一下George Bush 在說什麼： "It had differences obviously, and that's OK. The key to move pass the differences and forcus on how we can read behind a lack of peace and freedom for our children and grandchildren. So, I am looking forward to it." 歷屆美國總統的聲音都是很清晰，且很吸引人的，不然怎麼當上總統的。
OK, here is my post as belows:
Bush in Europe to mend relations
George W Bush has arrived in Brussels at the start of a five-day visit to rebuild US ties with Europe after disputes over Iraq. Jacques Chirac and Vladimir Putin are among the European leaders the president plans to meet.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/
看到？在左上角的地方 Latest news in video and audio 按一下框框，就可以看到影音了 我聽一下George Bush 在說什麼： "It had differences obviously, and that's OK. The key to move pass the differences and forcus on how we can read behind a lack of peace and freedom for our children and grandchildren. So, I am looking forward to it." 歷屆美國總統的聲音都是很清晰，且很吸引人的，不然怎麼當上總統的。
Newspaper deliverer
Mr. Yang was as a newspaper deliverer once in his life. In fact, he went to study in Tokyo, Japan after having finished his high school in Taiwan. It was about 1930, when Taiwan was a part of colonies under Japanese govenment. Mr. Yang, who came to Tokyo, had nothing else but finding a trivial job in the daytime and planed to study at night.All his family property were mandated and ocuppied by Japanese government, though his parent still managed to send him to Japan at the last momonet of their wealth. Mr. Yang found a job to work as a newspaper deliverer. It was not a easy job that he got to get up quite early to send couples thousands of newspapers and he was asked to create at least fifteen customers a day. He was fired after twenty days of work because he couldn't reach the requirement and signed agreement. The newspaper company held his wages and also some quarantee money that he really had emptied his pocket. When he had come to this end of living in a foreign country, he received his even worse news from his mother. His beloved sister and brother all passed away sequentially. His mother also went on putting her life to an end, but mailed the letter. On the letter, she wrote, "Mother worships your success everyday. Under any circumstance, you ought to keep yourself aboard. Here in Taiwan seemed as hell and no outlet for what so ever. My only wish is that you have to proceed and work hard as you can in order to save people in our place. This is my last mail and take care of yourself." Mr. Yang couldn't do nothing, but keep his miniature life alive. He worked hard all the way to complete his study as his mother's will and returned back to his homeland. This is the story from Taiwanese Literature that I have just read and here I write down for my reflection.
Moral Development
It is believed that people are born with blank, whereas the moral concepts is developping through the interacting in their environment and society. Kohlberg indicated that there were three stages and six levels of moral developments in our life time. The first stage is preparation stage that children's age is under ten year old. During this stage children tend to escape punishment and obey rules which set by adults. The second stage is formal moral stage that children's age is between ten and twenty year old. During this stage, children grow up to adolescence. They start to look for agreement of the society and they know those rules can be changed and negociable. It is a tendancy that they likely follow those rules. The last stage is after moral stage and it happen after twenty year old. They possess the concepts of law that established by society, and also they have senses of self-valves. This is the moral development that had been well clarified and people can accordingly become well behaved in the society.
However, as I waked up this morning, a terrible news forcasted in television that a female college student was kidnapped and later killed last month. Why are people doing these immoral behaviors? They have outlawed the society and claimed that they needed money to pay back some debts they squandered in video-games. They had no meaning of life and loves from others. I think our society and education system should also be blamed for this incidence. The moral edcation is very important since childhood, not only family but also school should take it as first priority. We need a warm place to live peacefully that moral development for everybody should take serious account. When we teach children to well behavior, adults ought to be set as models. The laws to maintein the social order should be strictly established. The govenment and media should have clean and open-minds to serve the civilians. Of cause, it is hard to achieve a perfect society, but a careful consideration should be taken as moral studying aspect.
However, as I waked up this morning, a terrible news forcasted in television that a female college student was kidnapped and later killed last month. Why are people doing these immoral behaviors? They have outlawed the society and claimed that they needed money to pay back some debts they squandered in video-games. They had no meaning of life and loves from others. I think our society and education system should also be blamed for this incidence. The moral edcation is very important since childhood, not only family but also school should take it as first priority. We need a warm place to live peacefully that moral development for everybody should take serious account. When we teach children to well behavior, adults ought to be set as models. The laws to maintein the social order should be strictly established. The govenment and media should have clean and open-minds to serve the civilians. Of cause, it is hard to achieve a perfect society, but a careful consideration should be taken as moral studying aspect.
Life Philosophy
My life phylosophy is all but from the book. Mankinds are born with similarity and discrepancy. Maslow had pointed out that there were hierarchy needs as biological, safety, belongings, self-esteem, cognitive, aesthetic, and self-actualization. We are all similar in case of needs in human instinct. Nevertheless, we also possess a little discrepancy which come from genetics and surrounding. Gardner said we had seven differenct intelligences as verbal, logical, spatial, physical, musical, intra-personal, and interpersonal that we should learn depend on individual talents. As we develop and adjust with the environment, we make our own self-concept and traits. Our society start to play its major role and drive everybody in different ways. Because the resources of the earth are limited, human beings have to force to compete with each other such that the society becomes urgly and wierd. people no longer satisfy their needs and many of them misbehave and commit crimes in the other ends. As for myself, I prefer to make a simple life. I will always look for a steady and joyable place to live upon. Life is just to live without worry too much, that's all.
國學常識
Chinese is so difficult, because there are so many garbages inthere. Maybe I shouldn't call them garbage since they are written by many famous authors. There are many certificated tests for citizens like me to pass over, so we can have jobs and positions to live on. As I am reading now, I have to memorize so many junks which seem to be useless. There is one reason to read and memorize is that they likely show on the test. Problems such as who is 昌黎先生 and who is 廣成先生 in Tan Dynasty. Well, I am not going to tell you because you can search from internet and get the answer. I however am looking forward to people who can react with my problem. Hee!
Study hours
Every one has only 24 hours for a day, but some can really contribute their time on studying. I used to envy those who always got high scores on the tests. I wondered why they could but I couldn't. I was so glad that my family could afford me entering college and graduate school. There were good and bad assessments during my study in my past. Now I am preparing for teacher licence which many peolple are taking the test also. I feel like I am studying all day long. Many of my classmates already feel the hype and panic in doing so. I however keep on doing my notebook and reflection on computer. I hope my study being effective and efficient, afterall there is only 24 hours in a day.
Emotional Development
There are many kinds of developments along with child development, such as physical development, motor development, verbal development, social development, cognitive development, emotional development, moral development, and so on. Howard Gardner said there were seven intelligences, but child develoment is more complicated than those. I continue my study on this area. Today, I want to talk about emotional development which many books have omitted. Child expresses fear when strangers near since the middle of first year, which is also called as stranger age. Other fear related emotional patterns include shyness, embarrassment, worry, and anxiety. In addition to fear, there are other emotions like anger, jealousy, grief, curiosity, joy, and affection. Most children should be able to control their emotions, but few has problem to deal with their physical and mental catharsis. The unfavorable judgements will affect their self-evaluation, and to their adjustments in the society. Today, we know it may be genetic differences. Nevertheless, our environments are largely responsible for the differences in emotionality. Last, studying children's emotional development will help us understand how to get along with children.
Children Development
Children development(CD) used to be called as children psychology(CP). But, four differences are outlined in the children development book. I try not to open the book and see how much I can recite at this moment. You have to know that my answer may not be correct. The first difference is that CP is forcusing on products or outcome of children behavior, while CD views more their procedures of becoming the way they behave. The second difference is that CP only does research on children who are between preschool and elementary school, while CD from the infant to adolerence. The third, CP is investigating the role of children behavior, while CD do more development work. The fourth is what. Well, now I am falling into a pause of my memory retrieving process. I would just guess it. Sorry! I just started my study on this book and it is still my short memory stage. I guess they must be their goals in which CP focus on the variety of behaviors, but CD take acount of the course and foundations of baby born, mother's health, children social environment, and so on. I think I am finished. If anyone has doubts of my memory that he should go and check with references, OK?
Bloom's Taxonomy
The learning skills were classified into three domains, as cognitive, effectiveness, and psychomotor, which is so called Bloom's Taxonomy. Bloom's Taxonomy is a hierachy that all three domains have different sublevels. As taking a teacher test, we ought to memory the sublevels in details. I was exposed to the sublevels so many times that I think I can write them down without seeing the book. The cognitive domains have six major sublevels, as knowledge, comprehension, analysis, application, systhesis, and evaluaion. It is said learners acquire knowledge, then understand its meaning, and so on. The last is to assess and conclude what has been learned. It is not complicated, but our test has made it difficult. The other day, my colleague talked me the cognitive sublevels such as synthesis and evaluation were changed. She was not sure what is now for these two sublevels. I didn't know what they were either. As I searched from the internet, the synthesis could also be seen as creation, where evaluation as critic thinking, and they should be switched with each other in hierachy. Well, well, well. I think many people are just too wise to make it difficulty to memorize, because I doubt about the switch. We however can't object to their minds because they are our gods. They control our fates.
The above is cognitive domain. I have to keep on writing the effectiveness domain. The effectiveness domain has five sublevels, which are reception, response, valuing, organization, and characterization accordingly. The last is psychomotor domain, which contains preception, set, imitation, mechanism, complex response, adaption, and creation. Hurry! I am done.
The above is cognitive domain. I have to keep on writing the effectiveness domain. The effectiveness domain has five sublevels, which are reception, response, valuing, organization, and characterization accordingly. The last is psychomotor domain, which contains preception, set, imitation, mechanism, complex response, adaption, and creation. Hurry! I am done.
Weasel Wish Happy New Year to Chicken
終於完成初稿了。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
【黃鼠狼給雞拜年 Weasel Wish Happy New Year to Chicken 】
(Script for elementary school grade five)（道具 10個大紙箱/for role players to wear）
1. There are three weasels, who are searching for food, then they find something ahead. (音樂/ Pop go the weasel）
2. Weasels come to chicken house and say, “Happy New Year everybody!”
3. Rooster replies, “Thank you and you.”
4. Weasel A: “This new year is Chicken year. Do you have any good news??”
5. Rooster: ”Yes, I do. My wives are hatching eggs and we expect new babies.”
6. Weasel B: “Congratulation! May we see where the eggs are??”
7. Here come Rooster’s wives. Hen A and Hen B each has one egg.
8. Weasel C: ”We have to go because we did not sleep yesterday. Good-bye.”
（配樂/Pink panther）!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
9. When weasels leaving, they steal one egg from them.
10. Hen A and Hen B find out one of the eggs is missing. They argue with each other over the only egg left, “This egg is mine!!”
11. Rooster says, “If you both go on fighting, I will break this egg. I mean it.”
12. They both say, “No, you can’t do that. We need a baby.”
13. Rooster asks, “But, what should we do about the egg??”
14. Hen A and Hen B both say: “we will hatch it.”
15. Rooster asks, “Can two hens hatch one egg??”
16. Audiences: ”No ways!!”
17. Hen A and Hen B: “ We can take turn.”
18. （音樂/ Pop go the weasel）Two days later!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
19. The cute and lovely chick is born. (道具)蛋殼破裂小雞出來
20. Chick asks, “Who is my dad??”
21. Audiences, “Rooster!!”
22. Chick asks again, “Who is my mom??”
23. Hen A and Hen B both reply, “We are.”
24. Chick say, “I am so lucky, I have two moms.”
25. Chick asks, ”I am going to school. Who can take me to school??”
26. Hen A and Hen B both reply, “We can.”
27. Hen A, Hen B, and chick say, “Let’s go to school.”
28. （音樂/ Pop go the weasel）
The end.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
**role cast演員們:
weasel A___________ weasel B _____________ weasel C __________egg________
rooster ____________ Hen A ____________ Hen B __________ chick ___________
【黃鼠狼給雞拜年 Weasel Wish Happy New Year to Chicken 】
(Script for elementary school grade five)（道具 10個大紙箱/for role players to wear）
1. There are three weasels, who are searching for food, then they find something ahead. (音樂/ Pop go the weasel）
2. Weasels come to chicken house and say, “Happy New Year everybody!”
3. Rooster replies, “Thank you and you.”
4. Weasel A: “This new year is Chicken year. Do you have any good news??”
5. Rooster: ”Yes, I do. My wives are hatching eggs and we expect new babies.”
6. Weasel B: “Congratulation! May we see where the eggs are??”
7. Here come Rooster’s wives. Hen A and Hen B each has one egg.
8. Weasel C: ”We have to go because we did not sleep yesterday. Good-bye.”
（配樂/Pink panther）!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
9. When weasels leaving, they steal one egg from them.
10. Hen A and Hen B find out one of the eggs is missing. They argue with each other over the only egg left, “This egg is mine!!”
11. Rooster says, “If you both go on fighting, I will break this egg. I mean it.”
12. They both say, “No, you can’t do that. We need a baby.”
13. Rooster asks, “But, what should we do about the egg??”
14. Hen A and Hen B both say: “we will hatch it.”
15. Rooster asks, “Can two hens hatch one egg??”
16. Audiences: ”No ways!!”
17. Hen A and Hen B: “ We can take turn.”
18. （音樂/ Pop go the weasel）Two days later!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
19. The cute and lovely chick is born. (道具)蛋殼破裂小雞出來
20. Chick asks, “Who is my dad??”
21. Audiences, “Rooster!!”
22. Chick asks again, “Who is my mom??”
23. Hen A and Hen B both reply, “We are.”
24. Chick say, “I am so lucky, I have two moms.”
25. Chick asks, ”I am going to school. Who can take me to school??”
26. Hen A and Hen B both reply, “We can.”
27. Hen A, Hen B, and chick say, “Let’s go to school.”
28. （音樂/ Pop go the weasel）
The end.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
**role cast演員們:
weasel A___________ weasel B _____________ weasel C __________egg________
rooster ____________ Hen A ____________ Hen B __________ chick ___________
Adolescence
It is said that people are by no means controlled by the nature. When we are born genetically, there is nothing we can change about our appearance. If the parents are tall, then their children will likely grow up tall as well. But, as for our mind, it is not always the same way. We are born naturally blank, and we learn through our environment. Of cause there are people born with genetic deficit that they tend to have problem in behavior and learning. For normal people, we develop according to the psychosocial theory, which is stated by Erickson as people actually are interacting each other through the society. Erickson insisted that there are eight stages crisis from newborn to the end of our life. The fifth stage is identity versus role confusion that is most interesting to me and it is happened for adolescenes. That is, some adolescences can’t satisfy their lives may lose their identifies in the society. They can’t act their roles as growing up persons. We then observe many crimes happening. It is because the confusions and misunderstanding are taking apart from them. Though lots of parents can’t take good care of those adolescences, our society should enforce social laws to maintain the society in order because civilian need harmonic and fidelity society. However, it is too late to make some corrections if the adolescences get wild. We know, only good community and low crime rate can develop a nice and positive society. We don’t want to spend huge money and resource to correct those outlaws and disorders. As parents, it is important that they take their responsibility for each child from the beginning stage and make sure children have good education from the school and support them all the way through their childhood.
Deficiency Hypothesis
Deficiency hypothesis is stated by Bernstein. He stressed that there are people who don’t have enough input in the childhood but can become big-sharps after growing up. That is, we should not examine one person with low IQ or EQ and make conclusion to his expectation. Bernstein wanted us not to look at IQ too serious that it may affect those people with low IQ. On the other hand, we should provide what we can to help students in many ways. I believe what he had said is true, but I have other thinking as well. Looking at people around me, some of them have high IQ, but can’t do a thing. I don’t know how to call those people freak. As myself, I don’t have any problem, I have neither high IQ, nor low IQ. But it is interesting to study what have happened with them, though I believe the assessment from the tests being correct. I think people are varied that some tend to develop in different ways, and we should keep in mind not to distort their nature and destiny. I am fateful person, but I know the social process can make a huge difference for everybody. There are other theories from Bernstein, but I would rather mention this one here only, deficiency hypothesis.
Creactivity
Creativity is very important for study. Some say it comes from nature, while others think it can also be learned by people. Creativity is not everything, but has four characteristics, as originality, flexibility, fluency, and elaboration mentioned byTorrance. My friends say my writing skills are improving. I think it is because I learn how to create my thought and make it more interesting. I learn to imply creative thinking for my writing. It is necessary to put more words and sentences after a topic. Therefore, creative thinking is divergent and numerous. In the beginning, I used to write whatever I can, then gradually I know how to make my writing smooth and flexiable. The change is elaborative and slow to me. But I think it is a long way process and I ought to be patient. As time past by, I also learn only creactivity is not enough, there is another type of thinking as critical thinking. The critical thinking is just the opposite side of thinking which is convergent and narrowing. When I write a composition, I also have to narrow it down, or put an end to it. The ending is often driven to a conclusion or deduced to a couple lines as well as principle. Practice makes perfect. I think we have to utilize the creative and critical thinking while we do and exercise in our daily life.
My Highness Professor
This semester I was writing my reflections for my highness professor. It was an option from school while my professor insisted that our group turn in our reflections three times during our practices in the elementary school. At first I wrote two pages as others, then I worked hard to write in English in the following. I did get comments from him. He criticized my writing that I should write in Chinese or I ought to write in a complete sentence because some words looked omitted to him. Heck! All I can say is I am glad this semester being over. You know, the third time I wrote about one third in English. In my opinion, this is my reflection and I want to make it benefit to myself as I wrote in English. His job as our consultant was supposed to check if we did our reflection, that’s all. There are many college professors, I think, some of them don’t know their jobs. They just try to criticize and make themselves different from students. Thus, I believe I must work hard in order to move some hurdles and stones away.
My elementary school teacher
I was obliged to one of my elementary school teachers, who had taught me during my fifth and sixth. He happened to my elder brother's teacher also. My elder brother was so brilliant that my teacher thought I might develop just like my brother. Unfortunately, I was so different from my brother. I remembered during those two years I didn’t got used to the school lives. My teacher later treated unfairly to me as some kind of student who was lazy and couldn’t work hard intrinsically. I felt I was abandoned from the class. It is believed that teacher tends to use his own image as expectation, or sometime one calls as Pygmalion effect. The effect is suitable to other students, but it didn’t fit to me at all. I remembered I didn’t like study at school and preferred outdoor activity for many years. I recalled the time I knew there was grammar in English was about the third year of my junior high school. I couldn’t believe my academic work start to turn around after I entered the high school. To tell the truth, I think I ought to appreciate my high school classmates who had helped me. My English got better and better because some of them remained me of English questions almost everyday. Now, I reckon I am developed as some sort of person who has confidence inside and willing to cope with in this subtle society. The bad memory, however, accompany me all along which has become a guiding light for me and leads me to survive and succeed. In the end, I wish I can forget about this piece of unhappiness and reconsider the way my elementary school teacher had done to me and the whole class.
Cooperation Learning
Nowadays, teacher tends to utilize cooperation learning in the class. Students get kicks on the stages to present what they have learned, while teacher steal moments of relaxation. I was involved in learning all kinds of curricula in a class. Teacher divided class to seven groups and each group studied different subjects. I remembered our group were studying core curriculum, then we discussed and finalized our agreements in twenty minutes. Later, we were taken apart to form different groups with different people. In the new group, each person instructed what she or he had learned. After all, I have learned more about core curriculum, but little about other curricula. Though, I went home with little concept, I had to read over those curricula for myself. The cooperation learning forces students to exchange knowledge. Johnson and Johnson mentioned the advantages of cooperation learning as PIG’S Face. What is PIG’S Face? Well, I have to prompt with my memory now. P is as positively, I as individual, G as group, S as social development, and F is as face to face. Wait! I don’t think I can describe the details of PIG’S Face here.
Practice writing
There are many people out there begging for translation. I used to search on the internet and did a little work for them. In turn, I could practice my writing skills. Some of them really created some sort of significance for me to read and laugh. I think my writing is improving ever since. Although my grammar needs polishment a bit, I feel like I have better focus on my contents. I wish my writing is interesting and deserved to read. Hopefully, I can correct my grammar along with my frequent writing.
Meaningful learning
Meaningful learning is quite different from discovering learning though they all inherit from Piaget's theory. David Ausubel stressed the importance of advance organizer 前導組織 as one intended to grasp new concept during learning. It is teacher's job to describe and organize teaching materials for students to learn, rather than pervide guiding route for students to discover. Meaningful learning asks teacher to be more effective and efficient and it helps mediocre students to catch up their study. This teaching method is also called the old style instruction that teacher instruct in the beginning of the class than students are asked to answer the following questions.As far as I am concerning, the meaningful learning is no doubt a great approach. However, teacher shouldn't imply only one method because students tend to vary as human's natural characteristics. In my opinion, it is proper for teacher to switch on discovering learning when the class becomes passive and conservative.
Gifts from students
Teacher educates children is such a laborious matter therefore we should give teacher a little feedback as representing to teacher's effort. This is what care and affordable parents have hoped for. Nevertheless, it comes to a question as how to deliver a gift? Because every family has different situation, therefore their values of things are dissimilar. Often, it has many awkward occurrences, but this awkward all have appeared because of comparison. As a teacher, he is pleased to receive a high-quality gift certainly, but he wouldn’t contempt with cheap value gift either. It is because the goal of education is to benefit the generations, rather than swap the gifts with dedicated hearted cares. Therefore, being a great teacher, I think, one should only wish to receive a grateful thank from the parents and students as return.
Constructivism
Constructivism is very popular in Taiwan. Its implication is based on Piaget's schema theory in which people adapt themselves with assimilation or accommodation, but apply Vygotsky's scaffolding and ZPD to construct their new concepts. The result from constructivism however is not as expected. There are two reasons I would like to point out here. The first is the lack of language skills from students. According to Vygotsky, human beings utilize language as media to promote low level semantics to high level social recognition. If one doesn't have enough language skill to make dialogues or reflect back, he tends to lose his new concept and won't be able to get his consciousness and practice together. The second is its meaningless instruction by some instructors. Constructivism depends on learner's cognitive rather than teacher's pedagogy. I have seen competitive students making progress through dialogues and reflection, but also observed many students stuck on the midway of thinking process. I remembered once that I was provided with a mathematic question in a workshop, which only tried to make top students think through but medium students confused. I don't object to fulfill constructivism for elementary school, but it is necessary to imply with care.
Motivation
Motivation is a thought and process developed by oneself. Student tends to learn better if he has motivation. Motivation to learn is based on humanism. It is important to know the need hierarchy theory made by Abraham Maslow, as physiological need, safety need, belongingness need, self-esteem need, need to know, aesthetic need, and self-actualization. The motivation to learn is, however, like need to know comes after four previous basic needs. Unless those basic needs are satisfied, the motivatin couldn't invoke easily. As adults, we have to provide kids with love, and self-esteem before asking them to study hard or get motivaton to learn. Nowadays, we still see many teachers prefer using enforcers and punishments to instruct in the school. Some elementary kids come to school and surrender to either sticks or threat by their classroom teachers. They lose their self-esteems and likely drain out the motivation to learn. They pretend to study because they try to escape punishment. As a promising teacher, I think I will focus on students' motivation and examine their fundamental needs. It is easy to say than do. There are many reasons to make students progress, but I think the motivation is the most important matter of all.
Winter Camping
Yesterday, I turned my lesson plan for the English winter camping. Our school will hold on a winter camping for students. I am responsible for fifth graders, since I taught some classes in fifth graders and knew some students already. Our topics are vary and they have been discussed and divided to several events in three days. Those topics basically include story-telling, living style, greeting, nature study, writing class, computer, theme study, and presentation. The story section is assigned to American teacher. Kids will go to MacDonald restaurant to place their orders. My theme subject is Chinese New Year, while lower grade kids are learning Easter. It is so convenient now to exchange resources from my colleauges. My lesson plan took only a couple days. I am looking forwards to seeing the real exciting moment.
Air pollution
It seems the air pollution in Taiwan is mainly caused by two things. The first thing is the emision gas from the driving cars. Car produces air polution that is very dangerous and affective to our health, because there is lots of chemicals and contaminations in the gasoline. Another thing that gives air polution is the smoke. Many factories are burning oil and send huge amount of smoke as tiny particles which likely causes air pollution. If you live close to the factories in your town or city you can see all the pollution smoke that is coming out of the factories. Since the cars, trucks, and vans that leave more pollution, we can simply stop this type of air pollution by walking to our work places. It is important to know that there is only one earth existing and we should keep it clean and free from the air pollution.
pirate life
Suddenly, I felt I could hardly get into my sleep. I put myself together and moved aside to turn the stereo on. The CD played again from the beginning. This was Boyzone's best selection which I bought from flea market for a cheaper price. I knew it was a pirate CD, but I didn't have enough money to spend so I purchased it anyway. I really liked these love songs which I had listened for several days. There was one song I was very familiar with, "Ben, most people would turn you away, I don't listen to the words they said." He sang quite different from Michael Jackson. I thought most movies could motivate my soul, but not this one. The movie of "Ben" did broke my heart after I finished the episode. I once loved this song very much, but my feeling was gone completely. I hated mice and I couldn't bear with them. I wished I had never watched that movie "Ben". It was many years past by and I listened to this song again by Boyzone. I think I don't hate it now. Beside this song, I also like many other songs in this CD. In the end, I know I will buy a legal CD from Boyzone to dwindle the sin in a part of my pirate life.
Happy New year
Today is the first day of new year working day. I don't feel anything special, but coming here to write some expectations. I hope I can pass two coming major exams, one is teacher certification, and the other one is entrance of teaching job. The first one is all Chinese, while the rear one is all English. Though, I feel my enthusiasm and patience to overcome these two obstacles. I take notes while reading education related field and share with my classmates and friends. I like to organize notes from many sources, besides I have to find someone to talk about my progress so I can move forwards. When I got reponses or compliments from others, I am pleased with my work. Last, I hope I can have another great year. Amen!
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