1 Corinthians 13: 1 & 13

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

29 May 2014

A fire (4D Lai Ka Chun Matthew)

On 3rd April 2013, there was a dreadful scene at the Lucky Eight Restaurant during an overcrowded fashion show held by S4 and S5 students from Hong Kong College. A large crowd of people rushed out messily while some were screaming. I took the priority to enter the area covered with black and thick smoke. The sight was not quite clear but I could see that all decorating chairs, desks and many accessories were severing burnt, leaving their little pieces of trace on the ground. Going inner to the kitchen, which was profoundly devastated due to the short circuit triggered by a micro-oven. The rear part of the restaurant collapsed so I went outside to do my reporting.

Police cars and ambulance outside were busy loading some victims who were slightly injured. I went to ask a student about the circumstance. ‘The fire was fierce and astonishing. I was just following others to get out swiftly.’ He answered in a trembling voice. However, his knee was bruised and the rescue team member was bandaging for him with her first-aid-kit. On the other hand, the firemen were pouring floods of water on the top of the restaurant. Huge amount of smoke swiveled high in the sky. After two hours, to their effort, the fire was extinguished. Finally, the victims were hospitalized and the area was being tidied up.

When I got back to my office, I lent the recordings to the journalists in the journalism department. They thanked and appreciated my work for this tough task.

When I woke up the next morning, I heard of the radio recounting the hazard last night. To my surprise, no one was killed in the accident. I was satisfied with my reporting work this time.

27 May 2014

A Memorable Character (4A Lai Cheuk Nam)

Johnson Moore is a truly unforgettable short story character

Johnson Moore, the main character of the short story ‘The lower’, is probably one of the most memorable short story characters. He was born as an orphan who was abandoned by his mother due to the difficulty to live. He faced a lot of difficulties when he grew up. He lived with his stepmother, Mrs Shear, but he earned a living himself. Finally, he could achieve his dream of being a singer.

Firstly, Johnson is a memorable character because of his unswerving determination to sing although he lacked encouragement from others. When Johnson lived with Mrs. Shear, she did not treat him well, even did not support him to do anything. Until one day, he heard some melody of songs from his neighbour and inspired him a lot. Then, he wanted to become a singer in the future and started to practise everyday without anybody’s help. His courage is a good model to us because we need practice to make our dream successful.

He was alone in the time of growing up. He gained strength and ability of doing things independently. It is important when we attend to work on one thing. Doing things independently is difficult because we may be affected by our friends and a lot of temptations. John did not gain my support, including financial assistance and mental encouragement. He could still fight against those difficulties and pursued his dream. ‘Dream can change our life,’ said Johnson when he was pracitising inside his extremely little bedroom. Eventually, he got a chance to perform in the famous TV station and became famous.

While I was reading ‘The lower’, I really enjoyed getting to know more about Johnson because his background is special so that it makes me interested to know what is going on. In fact, by the end of the story, I liked him so much that he made his career successfully and become a famous singer, of course my favourite fictional character also. I also aspire to be like Johnson in everything that I do because his story will change his life and finally achieve my dream.

26 May 2014

A Helpless and Hopeful Day (4B Tang Cheuk Ting Raymond)

      When it came to the second term of Primary 6, I had to attend an interview at the secondary school I would like to enroll. I’d been preparing for the interview for more than a month. It was a big day. I was anxious but excited when I thought of studying at the school.

       After packing the things for the interview, I headed for the school. As usual, I walked along the street and waited for the bus. All of a sudden, a middle-aged man in front of me fell from his wheelchair. At that moment, I doubted whether I should help him. If I gave him a hand, I must miss the bus. I hence couldn’t attend the interview. However, the man seemed to be injured and I decided to help him eventually. I pulled him up from the ground to sit on his wheelchair and sent him to the hospital nearby. On the way to the hospital, I regretted helping him.
      “Hey, little boy, Thank you for your kindness!” the man said.

        “Not at all, sir,” I replied.

        “What’s your name, boy? Where were you going to?”

        “I’m Raymond. I was on my way to a secondary school. I’m attending the enrolment interview in half an hour.”

         “Sorry, Raymond! I’ve held you up. Hope you won’t miss the interview,” the man said with a smile.

          I ran to the school from the hospital immediately and kept feeling regretful. When I reached the interview room at the school, the teachers were tidying up their documents. My heart broke. I’d wasted my efforts on the preparation! “What I’ve been doing is just for today!” I groaned to myself. I knew I had no chance to attend the interview at that school. I dropped my head and walked towards the school gate slowly with tears. I’d never felt as hopeless as this moment. When I was about to step out of the campus, I saw a man sitting on a wheelchair. He was the man I’d helped in the morning!

         “Why don’t you come with me? Don’t you come for the interview?” the man suggested.

         I was shocked and piped up, “What? Interview? I’ve missed it!”

         “Come quickly! I’ve got so many things to do!” he urged me.
         Suddenly, I felt hopeful again. I didn’t realize he was the Principal of that school. And now he was going to interview me. It was my pleasure!

         After the interview, I’ve learnt from this encounter. Although I seem to miss an important thing when I do something meaningful, I won’t lose in the end.