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因為Charlie and the Chocolate Factory而買了人生第一本英文書、為左更似Willy Wonka而去學英文丶揾到創作欲畫到所有功課都係朱古力工廠、揾到怪雞的自信。無論乜事，呢個人都是我的一部分。我怪故我在。 #我就怪

In my very young days, English was a nightmare to me. My family has reading disorder, I couldn’t identify words properly (both English and Cantonese sucked, but improved now). I failed in tests, got zero marks in dictations while the other kids in class did perfect job, I was slow in everything, unable to understand what’s going on, teachers dragged me to detention and extra classes and I hated all of it.

But then this movie came up. It’s super weird, everything in it made no sense but also perfect sense, its fun, it kind of dark but its a wonderland to me, its Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

I was completely obsessed. I adopted Willy Wonka’s character, I drawn him in every school projects, I spoke like him (that’s horrifying in real life by yeah), I even brought a walking cane hoping to be like him (and spent most of time playing in the movie’s promotional website). As to know him better and to speak more like him, I brought my very first English book. (the one in the photo.)

First time ever I wanted to read English, not forced by parents, not forced by teachers. I found the love in this language.

At that age I still confused fiction from reality. I didn’t quite understand the idea of ‘actor’ or ‘director’. The characters seemed real to me. I didn’t even know who was Johnny Depp. Later I learnt almost all the movies and characters I love were played by him and directed by Tim Burton.

When I studied movie in school writing an essay about Tim Burton, I understood why I was so obsessed with their works. It’s about the outcasted. The misunderstood people finding a way to love and be cherished.

No matter what happened, Papa Tim and brother Johnny will be there and be as strange as you are. Let’s be the weirdo together. That gave me courage. If you didn’t fit in, that’s ok.

It made up a huge part of my childhood. It is empowering.

I understand Johnny Depp is not perfect, not a saint, no one is. And that life has up and downs. We don’t know each other, I just want to say, thank you for supporting me when I was vulnerable, and I support you. I wish you to be happy.

I do not care if WB paid him a large sum, that just sounds like hush money to me. I don’t want to live in a world where people treat each other like goods, where all relationships between humans are just a trade. ‘Nah, he is less popular these days, lets drop him.’ I hate to think we are all replaceable like a tiny unimportant parts in a giant machine. As if we could be scrapped once we made a bad choice. Its horrifying.

There’s things that not replaceable.
Its our memories and love.
And I will forever cherish the bonding we have.

#johnnyDepp #justiceForJohnnyDepp #willyWonka #timburton
#CharlieAndTheChocolateFactory

Hand written messages are the best, and this one is probably the first sweetest Essay I’ve ever received!
Thinking about it.....u were only in Form 1 whilst I was 17...went away to the UK for 6th Form. I didn’t realise how big our gap was...or how young u were. We always did a lot of things together, it definitely did not feel like a gap of Form 6 and Form 1. You are the sweetest thing, I’m so glad we were brought up to be so close and supportive of each other. Love you most ❤️😘
#sisterlove #sistergoals #sisters #sweet #family #familygoals #childhood #childhoodmemories
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家姐揾返我16年前12歲中一寫嘅一篇文🙈《我熟悉的人》Seeeeee, my sister @cindywongnolan has been my idol since forever! I’ve had the best childhood with her, my parents and my friendsss! 衷心希望世上所有小朋友都可以得到幸福。
兒童節快樂！❤️
2003 was 16 years ago omg...... @ Marymount Secondary School

【Happy Father's Day 父親節快樂】

通常在長途旅行中會很容易遺忘今天是什麼日子，看到今天是父親節真的會讓我想起爸爸種種的好😳 大學畢業離開家也已經四年多了… 常常會後悔自己不珍惜以前在家的時光😢 來說說我爸對我的影響吧…

1）爸爸年輕時很愛拍照，我們家一堆徠卡鏡頭。雖然不是職業攝影師，但是他真的很會拍。我八歲那年我爸送我一台底片式的傻瓜相機，我對攝影的熱愛就是那個時候開始的📷 我朋友常常說如果我 FB 關掉，大家被標籤的照片量就會幾乎全沒😜 每次外出我就是那個最愛拍照的人☺ 到高中時我每年紅包的錢一定會買台新相機，相機是我的心肝寶貝😍

不過我從來沒有買過單眼，頂多微單眼。因為我永遠不會忘記我媽常常唸我爸器材那麼多，出國重的要死… 有一晚旅館房間遭小偷，小偷居然拿了我爸的相機包而不是我媽裝錢的包包。當時小偷應該觀察我們很久，覺得爸爸那個包包抱得那麼緊，錢一定都在裡面，誰知道沒有😜 後來小偷居然把整個相機包留在旅館後院，真是傻瓜，那些鏡頭可是比我媽的現金值錢呢😂

高中時還選修攝影，從底片機到暗房洗照片我都樂在其中☺ 要不是考上驗光，被逼著讀專業醫療科系，我還真想走藝術路線😂

2）要好好的寫網誌也是被我爸影響的📖 以前我爸出國時，拍的照片都會賣給報社然後也會寫文章。印象最深刻的就是去西藏的遊記，真的是我一輩子都寫不出來的文筆😳 當時我花錢架設自己的網站，想要寫網誌當興趣。他跟我說一句話： “人生時間有限，要花時間的話，至少要做出點成果來讓人認可。這樣才有成就感。” 也許很多人興趣大部分是為了自己，但是當有人認同你的興趣那種喜悅真的更大，尤其當我台灣只讀到小學一年級😜 很感謝當時我爸給我那句話，讓我覺得我以後嘗試別的項目也能擁有成果☺ 雖然只是旅遊紀錄，但是很開心我文章有幫助到大家👍

其實還有好多人生道理跟態度都是跟我爸學來的，要打的話可以打超多。但是離開家太久後，常常想太深就會默默落淚😢 如果人生可以從來，我真的會告訴自己好好珍惜父母，尤其是還在家的時光😢 怎麼越打越感傷呢😵 最近情緒起伏比較大😳 祝大家父親節快樂😚

8th August is Father's Day in Taiwan, usually I get lost in dates during this long term travel, knowing it's Father's Day today made me think a lot about my dad😳 It's been more than 4 years since I left home in NZ, looking back dad really influenced me a lot...

1) I got my first camera at age of 8. It was a film camera with one botton. Dad has always been a keen photographer, he spent a large amount of his salary in purchasing Leica lenses etc which was probably enough for a house deposit😜

It was that camera I started developed love for photography📷 Each year when I get my red pocket money I would spend it on a new camera😜 I never bought any DSLR or any bulky lenses since I remember mom always complained about carrying too much weight when travelling😜

At last year of high school I even took photography class and enjoyed every second of my time while in the dark room developing photos. I think I would've became a professional photographer if my parents never forced me into optometry😂

2) I got into travel writing partially because of my dad. My dad used to sell his photographies and travel dairies to newspaper agencies and make some money from that📰 Mind you he was an engineer working for Honda, he was doing it for his own hobby.

When I decided to invest money building a website for my blog, he told me "You only have this much time in your life, if you going to spend time on something, make it worthwhile". While i know many people just enjoy doing things for themselves, the joy of your hobby being recognized is indescribable☺ I really thank my dad for that advise because it made me feel like I can achieve further in my life while inspire people to see the world☺

I guess there's so much I can thank my dad about, I will be writing an essay if I do keep on going😜 I think my biggest regret is not appreciate home more when I was young... Anyways been quite emotional these days, hormones fluctuating😳 Just want to wish everyone Happy Father's Day!

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Weekend. Raining. Work had been hectic. Needed to take some time off to recharge. Covid. WFH. Blurred lines between work and personal time. No time to shut off from work completely. Found myself working from screens to screen. Laptop to phone. Even leisure is watching videos online.

In need of time for a digital detox.

Found a bookstore that was opened in Feb this year, in the heart of Orchard Road, Wheelock Place. Where the Borders flagship used to be. If you know what I’m talking about, you’re from my time. I recall the times when I was still in secondary school, hanging at Borders with my friends who love reading, and I will be there checking out the CDs.

Heard that it has a 2 storey space with a cafe and gallery as well. Heard that the ones in China open 24hours, although it’s not happening in SG yet

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Zall Bookstore, an outlet with more than 30,000 books mostly in Chinese, also has a cafe and art gallery

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“Ms Laura Yan Ge, 24, who is general manager of the Singapore store, said at a media preview on Friday that while the company did not anticipate the coronavirus outbreak erupting amid its expansion, it believes bookstores are especially vital during a pandemic.

‘Because of Covid-19, there is a lot of distance between people nowadays," she said in Mandarin. "We believe books will help to close this gap. They provide food for thought and people can use them to widen their worlds.’”

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As a creator myself, I need to constantly find inspiration.

While I can readily find all sorts of information online, sometimes I found my mind being constantly overloaded instead. We read. Socialise. We basically live most parts of our lives in the virtual world, and now we have lesser and lesser reasons to get out there anymore.

So, why a new book store? When was the last time you visited a book store?

Being here made me realised that it’s not about the books. It’s about the space. It’s about the experience. It’s about being here and being present. And what happens when you unplug from the internet and be present in the moment? You’ll get involuntarily intrigued by the surroundings, the people, the architecture, the noise, the beauty of it all. You’ll find headspace. You’ll find your inspiration. You’ll even find a new you.

When was the last time you stepped outside, set aside time just for yourself, and experience life beyond the screen?

Good morning families, supporters, and fellow seniors. Let's stop for a moment and pretend we're all in English class, but without the 400 page novel. The standard for today is going to be the past, present, and future tense.

First up, past tense. I want you all to flashback to life before high school. Things were easy, were they not? We couldn't show off our breakfast, lunch, and dinner on Instagram like we can today. Things were simple. First world problems here and there, but we survived. Let's go back a bit further. See this piece of paper. This is what we are like when we are born. A blank, smooth, and clean slate. Now, fast forward a few years. We enter high school.

Suddenly, assignments pile and continue to pile. Friendships, if we're lucky, continue as acquaintances; if we're unlucky, become broken. Some days, we compare ourselves to what you see now. Our lives start to feel all crumpled up. But to make it through another day, what do we do? We smooth out the edges, and we carry on.

We argue with our parents. We think we're right. We're never right. We meet a boy, or a girl. We think we understand that four letter word, "love." We don't understand. Unless you've successfully found your high school sweetheart, then good for you!

But for the rest of us, we cry. We post depressing statuses on Facebook about being "hash tag forever alone." Some days, we want to rip our hearts out. Like this. But to make it through another day, what do we do? We hold the pieces together, and we carry on.

Fast forward to right now. Welcome to the present. We are here together. After four years. Goodness knows what we can do in one night. Especially the night before finals, the night before that five-page essay is due, the night the word "sleep" becomes non-existent. Or the night you just can't log off League of Legends. So think about it. If that's what we can do in one night, what have we accomplished over this span of four years? Let me answer my own question in two words. A lot.

High school has not only taught us how to solve for "x" or what went on in Shakespeare's mind, but it has also taught us how to do the impossible. We have learned how to procrastinate effectively. We have pulled all-nighters and lived to tell of it. We have asked a crush to prom even though fear of rejection made our knees quiver and the actuality of rejection meant social suicide. Oh, and we survived the end of the world in 2012.

And now we're coming towards the end of this chapter in our lives. Every wrinkle, every edge, every wear and tear on this sheet of paper. They are stories. Lessons. Mistakes. But we have a choice. A choice to continue to look like this, or a choice to do something about it. To put all the pieces back together, into something like this. This is what we can grow to be. This is what we have grown to be. This is what matters.

We are reaching into a new world. Let's refer to this new world as the "future." To make it through another day, what must we do? We must fight. Let me share a quick story. I watched my grandpa fight cancer for a year. Just last month, he lost that fight. I began to question the purpose of fighting my fears, fighting through my struggles, and fighting for what I want.

Have you ever had days where you felt like flying? Perhaps you aced a test. Your crush said yes to your prom proposal. Your parents bought you a new car. But have you ever had days where you felt like falling? You failed a test. You ended a relationship. You disappointed your parents. Sometimes, all the above in one day. Welcome to the life of this paper airplane. It can fly in some moments. But what do we do when it falls? We pick it up, throw it out there, and put it back in the air. That's what we are going to do with our lives.

When we fall, we are going to pick ourselves up. Push ourselves. And carry on. In doing this, we will become better students. Better friends. Better sons and daughters. Better people. And Grandpa, wherever you are, I will become that better person for you.

We have changed, and we will continue to change. But we are not the only ones changing. The world around us is changing. We can talk to our smartphones. Cars are running on electricity. We have laptops that are thinner than my English notebook. We are all moving forward, and life after high school, is just the next big step.

So that wraps up today's lesson on past, present, and future tense. Don't worry, there will be no test tomorrow, or ever again. Just kidding, we'll see tests again in college and in life, but that's another problem for another day. So, to accomplish the goal of today's lesson, remember the words of Albus Dumbledore: "It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be." Class is dismissed.