Author: Rylan

PW#4 continue of “The Sailor”

In a dark stormy night, across the North Atlantic Ocean there was this enormous cruise that was only for rich people. Most of them were happy and cheerful except for this man, sitting alone at the bar table looking down. You can see he was disappointed or missing someone far away, whom he loved.
This man was so suspicious everybody thought that he was a criminal but all those thoughts were killed because of his beautiful navy colored suit and that particularly small white hat of his. Everybody at that time knew he was a sailor.        The ship was so unstable but why didn’t he go help the captain to control the ship? – continue of the last personal writing.

Well this man was named Donald, He had this perfect life as a sailor before everything had happened he had a wonderful family and a beautiful wife. Was he tired? No he just missed his wife why you may ask well it’s not that they could see each other easily again his wife was taken away by her friend Mickey, she had been missing for 2 months but Donald has to keep his job to take care of his parents so he didn’t went and find his wife.

Luckily, he saw Mickey on the ship he never knew Mickey was a rich man. He also didn’t expect to meet him here. Mickey told him,’ Daisy is here, go handle the ship and I will bring you to her.’ So  Donald went to help the captain, so everyone did not doubted him again. Then he found Mickey at the bar table and had a couple drinks. Afterwards Mickey brought him to this dark place.

What happened next? Wait for the next Personal writing!

IRJE#3

Lately I’ve been reading a new book called “Night” by Elie Wiesel. This book  “Night” is the terrifying record of Elie Wiesel’s memories of the death of his family. I got this small paragraph that I love how he describes it. It goes like

  Crammed into cattle cars by the Hungarian police, they cried silently. Standing on the station platform, we too were crying. The train disappeared over the horizon; all that was left was thick, dirty smoke.                                                                  p.6

I love the short paragraph because of hoe descriptive it is and I hope I can have writing like this after reading an image would pop up in the reader’s head so I will improve until I can do that

PR 2 # “All Quiet On The Western Front”

The novel opens as the narrator describes his current life on the front lines of World War I. They have eaten well for the first time in a long while and have also received a large amount of cigars and cigarettes. The narrator notes that this windfall of food to the fact that half of the men in his platoon were killed in combat the previous day, though they can still hear bombs from the front lines in the distance. The soldiers begin to lose track of days and weeks, counting time only by season and time spent at the front.

So for me, I do think that being in a war is dreadful because I might not get enough food or food that is delicious. And being in the horrible front line with all these barbed wire, gun fire, explosion the smell of dead and rotten bodies… oh I just don’t even want to think about it. It is just too horrible like a living hell…

I have never expected that in the last chapter everyone except Tjaden had died including our main character-Paul. I had never expected that this book was going to have a sad ending. As all of the books I have read before the main character had never died before so I was astonished by the ending of how almost everyone who was introduced and described had died. I was very depressed when I had finished the book.

After all I would recommend this book to others if they want to know the life of being in an army or people who would like to know more about World War one. But if you are the kind of person that would cry in a movie I definitely would not recommend this book.

PW#3 “The Sailor”

In a dark stormy night, across the North Atlantic Ocean there was this enormous cruise that was only for rich people. Most of them were happy and cheerful except for this man, sitting alone at the bar table looking down. You can see he was disappointed or missing someone far away, whom he loved.
This man was so suspicious everybody thought that he was a criminal but all those thoughts were killed because of his beautiful navy colored suit and that particularly small white hat of his. Everybody at that time knew he was a sailor.        The ship was so unstable but why didn’t he go help the captain to control the ship?
What is the story behind all this mysterious man? Let’s see in the next personal writing…

PW#2 Love

What is love? Love is the weirdest thing on the planet. It only goes both ways never one way when it only goes one way you have failed already is not called love, is only “like” but when it comes to 2 people “liking” each other it can turn into love but always the both of them would be shy and don’t know how would the other one think and it turned into lost love did that happen to me? Not particularly but similar we weren’t shy to say it we had short great memories but for whatever reason we ended it. It was like a dream it was so good that I couldn’t believe that it ended and I couldn’t stop thinking of the sad side I couldn’t really remember the good things I cried and cried the sky was crying with me too, my friends had help me a lot I calmed down but still until now I am continuously thinking of it…

IRJE#1: “ISHMAEL.”

In ISHMAEL a novel written by Daniel Quinn, the author of another book called “The Story Of B”.  The reason why I chose the following paragraphs is because It made me crack up when I read this part. Because of the sentence” Stupid, no? Childish. Naïve. Simple. Callow. Or just fundamentally dumb. In one so manifestly normal in other respects, it needs explaining.” how he denied that he is stupid but he had synonyms after denying it.

a couple decades ago, when I’d had the silly notion that the thing I most wanted to do in the world was… to find a teacher. That’s right. I imagined I wanted a teacher—needed a teacher. To show me how one goes about doing something that might be called. . . . saving the world.

Stupid, no? Childish. Naïve. Simple. Callow. Or just fundamentally dumb. In one so manifestly normal in other respects, it needs explaining. “ISHMAEL” p.4

WWI Literature

When we talk about war I think we can all agree that the most memorable one are World War 1 and World War 2.
Today we are talking about the film ‘They Shall Not Grow Old’ which is based on World War 1. When I first saw the film in class, I realized that war is not a game. In the beginning of the film we saw how the Britain recruited their soldiers. We know that most of them were underage because their age range is between 19 to 35 but some teenagers aged 17 and 8 still attended the war and when they were asked they all faked their age to be 19.
In the beginning all of the Britain thought the war was game like but obviously it is not a game. It is a war you have to be aware of everything around you or you are gone, so I don’t think that this is a game.
During the training of the army the soldiers had learned who they were and what they were good at the funniest part for me was when one of the old soldier sang the song for their food ‘Pickler’s jam’ and it sure was a good song.
If I had to go to war my most concerned part is not death is the cleanliness part, according to the film the Britain had dug a hole for secretions and just sitting on a log which might be unstable and one time four Britain soldiers had fell into it yuck and having to wear the uniform for how long the war goes, good bye!
The most interesting thing for me was before they went on the battle field they drank alcohol so called ‘liquid courage’ I am really curious about it since I have never tried any alcohol I don’t know what they would do to your body.
It sure is lucky for us now that we don’t have a war and have peace everyday I wish this could be kept on everyday.

PW#1-Who am I

I had a question I always ask myself but never seemed to be able to find the answer of it. The question was who am I?
That might be the hardest question for most of the people when I ask you this question what did you think of? Your name? Your experiences? or What you have done up until this time? Well I have seemed to found the answer to this question now.
Who am I? I am Rylan Ng I am a basketball player, discus thrower, volleyball player and I love Stitch. I am 15 years old now in these 15 years time I have done a lot of things both good and bad.
When I go out people think that I am in college or even an adult someone asked me to drink, someone gave me the bill when I was having lunch with my mother. What does that suppose to mean? Even one of my friend thought that I was a repeater because I was so mature. Guess I am mature and not looking old. I miss my mother now reminding the memory. As you can see I am a guy who always puts family and friends at first place.
Now when ever people ask who am I I can proudly say I am Rylan I love sport, my family and friends and Stitch

ME

Hi, I am Rylan from Hong Kong a discus thrower, basketball player and volleyball player. This is my first year in Brookes Westshore I would like to be friends with all of you, as you can see I love different sports. I think trying different sports is really fun because doing it might be easy but trying to master it is really hard I might have chosen the hardest ones to master for example discus throwing I say it’s a pretty rare kind of sports and a hard one to master.
Me as a reader is not what I can imagine of myself because I’m just not a reading guy I don’t like reading you can even say I hate it but when I see books that are really interesting and fun I will be like a kid playing in the playground. I’ll get all excited and crazy! So I guess the world needs more interesting books.
As a writer might be what I would do because I know that most of the people don’t like reading boring dull books but when they have illustrated and interesting books they will turn into a reader so my goal is to make interesting books to increase the interest of reading.