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Thursday, August 19, 2010 @ 9:03 AM
Life - Pressure
 It has been over a year since I stepped into the Hwa Chong campus as a proud Secondary 1 student. Now, approaching the end of year, I am leading an ordinary life as a Secondary 2 student, in a reputable class of outstanding students. This year has not been easy going for me. Under the constant reminder that this year is crucial in determining my path of studies, pressure from studies increased three folds. With the introduction of the new academic system, competitiveness is as intense as ever. I want to choose my future. What other ways to achieve my goals than to work for it?
It is never as straightforward as I thought. No shortcuts. This is not primary school. Every term presents an increasing difficulty of topics to be tested, or is it just me not being able to grasp everything in the mind of mine? Term 3 has not sparred me. Tests and Projects Day are a lethal combination that rob me of my sleep. For the past few weeks, I came to a realisation that studying till 2'o clock in the morning only to wake up after 3 hours of sleep is a norm among us students.  And very often, the thought of giving up flashed across my head. I have a strong will. But more often than not, I felt like succumbing to pressure. I just felt like letting go and
 ridding myself of all the stress that I was undergoing. Stress from my friends, stress from my teachers, stress from my parents, stress of living life as a student.
Term 3 tests are over. The End Of Year examinations are two months away. I have put up with so much this year, more than this blog post will take. It should be time for me to make the final leap. I would not think I would be giving up any time soon though, for I have said that I have a strong will. I cannot deny that these 2 years have been memorable for me, but I will be lying by stating that they were fun ones.
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Monday, August 16, 2010 @ 10:10 PM
Youth Olympic Games
 14th August 2010 marked the opening of the first ever Youth Olympic Games. Unless you have not known, it was hosted in our very own country, Singapore. Just like the current Olympic games, this inaugural event is planned to be held every 4 years, featuring athletes aged 14-18. In other words, the games only allow most people to compete once in their life.
So above was basically a brief introduction of the Youth Olympic Games. As mentioned, Singapore had the privilege of hosting the first Youth Olympic Games. I was elated yet sceptical when the results were announced, especially after putting into account the size of Singapore. Would Singapore be able to pull it off? Would the first Youth Olympic Games turn out to be a success?
I remember when Padang was torn down, the government promised to construct a new stadium for the Youth Olympic Games (following Beijing's footsteps? :D). Is the stadium ready for the games? Well, no, unfortunately. Now let us take a look at the opening ceremony. Not being a fan of these ceremonies, my eyes were hardly glued on the television screen during the performances. However, if you were to compare with the ceremony held in Beijing, this ceremony felt like child's play. No offence intended, but the performances seemed like it was meant for National Day rather than an international event of this enormous scale. Nevertheless, this is the first Youth Olympic Games and I am certain that Singapore will pave the way for many other impressive events in years to come.
Enough said on how successful Singapore is organising the games. One thing I know for sure, it has succeeded in uniting top youth athletes around the world and provided them with a conducive environment to compete in. It has succeeded in inculcating Coubertin's, founder of the Olympics, ideals. It has occurred to me that the competitive element in the Olympic Games have been on a drastic rise over the years. Countries has resorted to underhanded means to attain victory. It has brought out the worse of human nature. Singapore strives to deter this, ridding of the medal tally that determines the achievements of a country (although we do still keep track). In the Youth Olympic Games, everybody is a winner. Here is a quote extracted from the Olympics creed: The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win but to take part, just as the most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to conquer but to have fought well. How idealistic, and so very meaningful in life.
With that, I leave you with the theme song of the Youth Olympic Games together with its lyrics. Enjoy.
Lyrics
E v e r y o n e Singapore 2010 Youth Olympic Games Theme Song Ken Lim © 2010 Singapore Youth Olympic Games Organising Committee (SYOGOC) Tabitha Walls are down Hopes arise Rings of the world unite Steve Every child Has a wish To glow like the stars above Jessica ~ Bridge 1 Lift our voices as victories blaze This is the day to win with grace Chorus Raise your hand for our generation Fly the flags of every nation Reaching out for that moment in our lives Raise your hand for our generation Living out your aspiration Time to fly way beyond the skies A world that shines for everyone Jody Be the best Go all the way Friends beyond the race Sean Cheer the joy Share the tears The journey remains our pride Bridge 2 * Lift our voices as victories blaze This is the day the world will shine on for everyone |
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Sunday, August 15, 2010 @ 3:26 AM
Projects Day, Sigh... Part 2
The Finals are over. And we are pretty pleased with the outcome. Although we are still unaware of the results (I'll update at a later date :D), we knew very well that the judges were satisfied. Our mentor was satisfied, and we were satisfied.
After 8 months of continuous struggle and bickering among ourselves, we managed to pull through. And I must say, it has been a very meaningful process for me. Despite the countless, and I mean countless, challenges that we faced, I have forged a strong bond between my friends and I. All four of us have persevered these gruelling months together. And I must add, this is collective perseverance. It comes from the need to ease someone's else pressure when you see your team member to your left and right suffering, and you want to relieve it so you can join in chipping in and helping when you can.
I have to admit, this project has been mentally, physically and time taxing. Additionally, it gets very confusing at times since we frequently split the immense load of work up. Sometimes ,there is just confusion in the team. Fortunately, with tedious backtracking, we were managed to keep everything in check.
Now, I just want to see this project come to fruition. Hopefully, just hopefully, we will shine in the Finals.
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Sunday, July 18, 2010 @ 8:53 AM
Projects Day, Sigh...
Projects day has been in effect since Mr Tooh Fee San's reign as an alternative for the abolished Mid Year Examinations after Chinese High School was awarded the Special Assistance Plan by Ministry of Education 1979. It aims to develop independent thinkers our of students by facilitating teaching out of the classroom.
You may ask where I copied this chunk of information from. The truth is, it exactly is part of the research of the topic I am working on for Projects Day. An orientation package designed for the freshmen of Hwa Chong Institution to provide them a better understanding of our schools unique history.
The Semi Finals results came as a surprise to us. Our group, after only achieving 20 marks, had barely passed into the Finals. It was a close shave, one we did not expect at all. It only came to our realisation that the poor results derived from an unamusing presentation. The judges were definitely not impressed, neither were we impressed with ourselves. We grunted. We complained. It was not an easy time for us. And Finals was 1 month away.
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Wednesday, May 26, 2010 @ 2:33 AM
Children in the Darkness
Children in the Darkness
There are children in the darkness Who have not seen the light There are children in the darkness Who someone will teach to fight Chalk and blackboards will not be To this door there is no key From this life they can not flee And these children are not free Could we simply light a candle Could we give them half a chance Could we teach them how to read Could we teach them how to dance Or will a war consume them Their body and their soul Will their life and blood be poured Down some endless thirsty hole Back into the darkness From which there is no flight Back into the darkness Into which there shines no light
Henry M Bechtold
Task 1
Henry was sitting in my hotel room in Saigon just before Christmas 2009 while trying to write a poem about the girls who work in the park and how badly men treat them. He was angry but unable to write anything that did not sound trite or weak. However, he was inspired when he looked at the news on TV. He saw a photo of a small boy with a helmet and an automatic rifle. The words just came to him and the poem flowed out.
Task 2
Point of View:
The speakers takes on the view of a bystander with a strong moral sense of duty. His superiority is confirmed when he refers to the protagonists as "children". As a war veteran in Vietnam, children training to be soldiers are a common sight. The style of his writing is dramatised , highlighting his stand to grant children of their deserved rights. He is against the authorities for setting the destinies of the children, children who have not even "seen the light". He does not support the fact that children are sent to war at such a young age. The reality is harsh and war is horrific. This children will be "consumed", only be scarred for life physically, if not mentally. He wants us to realised that children are served injustice at the moment and we should stop that.
Situation and Setting:
Social conflict is evident in the poem. Henry addresses the problem prevalent in society at the start of the poem. This are the "children" who should be served justice. The children should be receiving education, but they are denied that. They are forced to go on a path of war and terror. The "chalk" and "blackboards" changes into "war" and "blood". The education all children deserves metamorphoses into the violence all adults are immersed. The innocence believed within children is hence destroyed without a choice for children. The poem is wrapped up with a statement of "back into the darkness". No progress has been made. The conflict has not been resolved. The poem in general is solemn.
Language and Diction:
There is an extensive use of figurative language in this poem. The children are "enslaved" in their childhood as symbolised by "darkness". This is then contrasted by "light", symbolising freedom. The first line is repeated to reinforce Henry's take that the children are trapped. The children are not receiving education through "chalks" and "blackboards", but instead getting taught "to fight". Their pursue to freedom is useless there is "no key" to the "door" of freedom. This children are cannot escape their fate destined by the authorities. The rhetorical question "Could we" is repeated in all four lines of the next stanza, showing the speculations of Henry that probably this children would be freed of their slavery. He sees a glimpse of hope in that they could "simply light a candle", giving them chance of freedom. Then, in the fourth stanza, it starts with the word "or". With this single word, Henry wants to present to us the consequences of this inhumane situation. Hence, he paints a gruesome picture of war. War is personified as a beast which "consumes" on the children's "body and their soul". The war will take its toll on the children psychologically and physically. Their lives would be wasted for the sake of men who thirst destruction.
Personal Response:
This poem reaches out to me. Despite its simple language, the emotions conveyed are strong. I am able to feel for Henry's longing of freedom. Henry questions the corruption of men to sacrifice their next generations, the future pillars of the country. Will men lost all humanity to gain what they want? Are they willing to let their children immerse in violence at such a tender age? Life is cruel. http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/2010warpoetry.html#Children_
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Rainbow Death - Task 1
Rainbow Death
America did not foresee Green, pink, purple and other colors death potpourri! Expecting others to pay a high price. Now thinking twice? Toll on the innocent and unborn.
Omnipotent and disregarding who will mourn. Reflective about all the illness, birth defects and prematurely dead. All the deceit continues to spread. Nefariously America led astray - Generations untold WILL pay - Execrable effects of agent orange spray!
Hubert Wilson
Task 1:
This poem revolves around the military conflict, Vietnam war that occurred in Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia from November 1, 1955 to April 30, 1975. It speaks of a modern day ingredient of warfare that has caused appalling death and suffering – not only to its intended victims, the Vietnamese people, but also the service personnel that used or even just came into contact with “Agent Orange”. Accorading to Wikipedia, "Agent Orange" is the code name for an herbicide and defoliant —contaminated with TCDD (compound that causese indirect DNA damage through induction or activation of other DNA damaging compounds in the body). Agent Orange was by far the most widely used of the so-called "Rainbow Herbicides" employed in the herbicidial warfare program employed by the US military. Hence, the name of the poem - Rainbow Death, as millions of deaths were caused by this use of herbicides.
According to Vietnamese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it was reported 4.8 million Vietnamese people were exposed to "Agent Orange", resulting in 400,000 deaths and disabilities, and 500,000 children born with birth defects.
Here is a quote from Hubert Wilson:
"I am a Vietnam War veteran (as are my four brothers) who served in the USAF Security Service. I, along with a dozen or so intelligence school grads, prepped for about 14 months at Kelly AFB in San Antonio, Texas, before anticipating being sent to Vietnam or elsewhere in southeat Asia in 1970. About half ended up in Da Nang (an Agent Orange hotspot) in the 6924th Security Squadron. The rest of us were assigned to Shemya Island, Alaska, with the 6984th Security Squadron, and what eventually was a MORE contaminated environment than Da Nang! My health problems started approximately 15 years ago with unexplained headaches and limb pains. Four years ago my central nervous system radically deteriorated with Parkinsonian type tremors, severe headaches, progressive limb pains, etc. No physician has ever diagnosed the specific illness. NO VA physician has ever rendered ANY medical assistance! My number one educated guess is the heavily contaminated drinking water at Shemya during my year there as an intelligence analyst. Organo-phosphate toxins may not run their toxic course until 20 to 30 years after initial exposure. Since my brain still functions moderately well (and I have mobility issues), I have turned to writing just like my late Father and the late singer (and writer) Johnny Cash."
Wars are not over even when wars are over. The effects of war does not even end together with the war. Not only does the present generation undergo these horrific experiences, the future generation has to suffer the consequences too. The cost of war is devestating.
References: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2,3,7,8-Tetrachlorodibenzodioxin http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agent_Orange http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vietnam_War http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/2010warpoetry.html
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010 @ 11:37 PM
Rainbow Death - Task 2
Rainbow Death
America did not foresee Green, pink, purple and other colors death potpourri! Expecting others to pay a high price. Now thinking twice? Toll on the innocent and unborn.
Omnipotent and disregarding who will mourn. Reflective about all the illness, birth defects and prematurely dead. All the deceit continues to spread. Nefariously America led astray - Generations untold WILL pay - Execrable effects of agent orange spray!
Hubert Wilson
Point of view:
The speaker is war veteran who fought in the Vietnam War. He was also a victim of the toxic agents and poor conditions during wartime. He felt the effects of the toxins many years after the war and eventually he was immobilized and decided to write. Therefore, his perspective may be a bit extreme and negative because he had gone through the turmoil of war and it changed his psychological aspect of life differently.
He expresses his rage over the decisions of America. However, this account would be mostly accurate because he has prior experience. This is evident from the poem " Nefariously America led astray - Generations untold WILL pay - Execrable effects of agent orange spray!" We can see from this that war will make a country become a "devil" as everyone is determined to destroy their enemies. Therefore, his perspective is negative in that in the instance of war, the country loses its conscience.
Hubert Wilson's poem has also stated facts about the effects of war. This is evident from "Reflective about all the illness, birth defects and prematurely dead." Victims of Agent Orange or other chemical agents do suffer terribly. For example, Hubert Wilson himself had suffered from Parkinsonian type tremors and mobility issues.
Situation and Setting:
Tension is created through the punctuation marks used. With the of use exclamation marks and question marks, Hubert Wilson not only emphasizes his frustration about the innocent suffering from war, he questions the innocence in man. He emphasizes the consequences of war by using capital letters for certain words like 'WILL'. This is to reinforce his take on the consequences of war. As stated, "Rainbow Death". The rainbow refers to the different colors the chemical agents produce. Although these chemical agents produce vivid colors, they produce appalling results. He wants his readers to know of the horror of war not only in the present, but the consequences in the future.
Language and Diction:
Huber Wilson's tone of sarcasm is very obvious in this poem. "Potpourri" means a mixture of dried petals of roses or other flowers with spices, kept in a jar for their fragrance. It is to allow people to enjoy the fragrance of flowers but the death fragrance in this poem refers to the chemical agents which kill people, hence expressing the irony of the situation. Moreover, the question he poses, "and now thinking twice", just demonstrates his outright annoyance of the Americans. He mocks them for not thinking about the dire consequences later. And now, "innocent and the unborn" have to pay the price of countries going to war when it could have been resolved peacefully.
However, the "deceit coninues to spread" . The speaker is telling his readers that the government misleads the people when countries go to war to conceal the government's true purpose of going to war which is mostly negative. America, the most influential country in the world for many years, has deceived their people, harmed millions of innocent lives, all for their desire of destruction of the enemy. Ultimately, they have turned on the own principles of freedom. Are they still credible?
The poem is definitely ironic as Hubert uses positive words like potpourri in such a negative and harsh situation of the Vietnam war.
Personal Reponse:
Most of the time, wars can be prevented if countries are willing to resolve conflicts peacefully. However, many countries end up in wars. The people who decided to go to war do not feel the impact and consequences of war. Instead, it is the innocent people like civilians who are not even involved in the conflict that have to face the effects of war. These innocent and helpless people have become the slaves of the devils who do not appreciate peace and stability. Hubert Wilson wrote this poem to remind everyone in the world that peace is vital. He calls out to the governments of countries, "this is what you want, but is this what the people wants?" Are we willing to commit such atrocities, to betray our conscience, to wipe out our enemy?
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Thursday, August 19, 2010 @ 9:03 AM
Life - Pressure
 It has been over a year since I stepped into the Hwa Chong campus as a proud Secondary 1 student. Now, approaching the end of year, I am leading an ordinary life as a Secondary 2 student, in a reputable class of outstanding students. This year has not been easy going for me. Under the constant reminder that this year is crucial in determining my path of studies, pressure from studies increased three folds. With the introduction of the new academic system, competitiveness is as intense as ever. I want to choose my future. What other ways to achieve my goals than to work for it?
It is never as straightforward as I thought. No shortcuts. This is not primary school. Every term presents an increasing difficulty of topics to be tested, or is it just me not being able to grasp everything in the mind of mine? Term 3 has not sparred me. Tests and Projects Day are a lethal combination that rob me of my sleep. For the past few weeks, I came to a realisation that studying till 2'o clock in the morning only to wake up after 3 hours of sleep is a norm among us students.  And very often, the thought of giving up flashed across my head. I have a strong will. But more often than not, I felt like succumbing to pressure. I just felt like letting go and
 ridding myself of all the stress that I was undergoing. Stress from my friends, stress from my teachers, stress from my parents, stress of living life as a student.
Term 3 tests are over. The End Of Year examinations are two months away. I have put up with so much this year, more than this blog post will take. It should be time for me to make the final leap. I would not think I would be giving up any time soon though, for I have said that I have a strong will. I cannot deny that these 2 years have been memorable for me, but I will be lying by stating that they were fun ones.
Monday, August 16, 2010 @ 10:10 PM
Youth Olympic Games
14th August 2010 marked the opening of the first ever Youth Olympic Games. Unless you have not known, it was hosted in our very own country, Singapore. Just like the current Olympic games, this inaugural event is planned to be held every 4 years, featuring athletes aged 14-18. In other words, the games only allow most people to compete once in their life.
So above was basically a brief introduction of the Youth Olympic Games. As mentioned, Singapore had the privilege of hosting the first Youth Olympic Games. I was elated yet sceptical when the results were announced, especially after putting into account the size of Singapore. Would Singapore be able to pull it off? Would the first Youth Olympic Games turn out to be a success?
I remember when Padang was torn down, the government promised to construct a new stadium for the Youth Olympic Games (following Beijing's footsteps? :D). Is the stadium ready for the games? Well, no, unfortunately. Now let us take a look at the opening ceremony. Not being a fan of these ceremonies, my eyes were hardly glued on the television screen during the performances. However, if you were to compare with the ceremony held in Beijing, this ceremony felt like child's play. No offence intended, but the performances seemed like it was meant for National Day rather than an international event of this enormous scale. Nevertheless, this is the first Youth Olympic Games and I am certain that Singapore will pave the way for many other impressive events in years to come.
Enough said on how successful Singapore is organising the games. One thing I know for sure, it has succeeded in uniting top youth athletes around the world and provided them with a conducive environment to compete in. It has succeeded in inculcating Coubertin's, founder of the Olympics, ideals. It has occurred to me that the competitive element in the Olympic Games have been on a drastic rise over the years. Countries has resorted to underhanded means to attain victory. It has brought out the worse of human nature. Singapore strives to deter this, ridding of the medal tally that determines the achievements of a country (although we do still keep track). In the Youth Olympic Games, everybody is a winner. Here is a quote extracted from the Olympics creed: The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win but to take part, just as the most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to conquer but to have fought well. How idealistic, and so very meaningful in life.
With that, I leave you with the theme song of the Youth Olympic Games together with its lyrics. Enjoy.
Lyrics
E v e r y o n e Singapore 2010 Youth Olympic Games Theme Song Ken Lim © 2010 Singapore Youth Olympic Games Organising Committee (SYOGOC) Tabitha Walls are down Hopes arise Rings of the world unite Steve Every child Has a wish To glow like the stars above Jessica ~ Bridge 1 Lift our voices as victories blaze This is the day to win with grace Chorus Raise your hand for our generation Fly the flags of every nation Reaching out for that moment in our lives Raise your hand for our generation Living out your aspiration Time to fly way beyond the skies A world that shines for everyone Jody Be the best Go all the way Friends beyond the race Sean Cheer the joy Share the tears The journey remains our pride Bridge 2 * Lift our voices as victories blaze This is the day the world will shine on for everyone |
Sunday, August 15, 2010 @ 3:26 AM
Projects Day, Sigh... Part 2
The Finals are over. And we are pretty pleased with the outcome. Although we are still unaware of the results (I'll update at a later date :D), we knew very well that the judges were satisfied. Our mentor was satisfied, and we were satisfied.
After 8 months of continuous struggle and bickering among ourselves, we managed to pull through. And I must say, it has been a very meaningful process for me. Despite the countless, and I mean countless, challenges that we faced, I have forged a strong bond between my friends and I. All four of us have persevered these gruelling months together. And I must add, this is collective perseverance. It comes from the need to ease someone's else pressure when you see your team member to your left and right suffering, and you want to relieve it so you can join in chipping in and helping when you can.
I have to admit, this project has been mentally, physically and time taxing. Additionally, it gets very confusing at times since we frequently split the immense load of work up. Sometimes ,there is just confusion in the team. Fortunately, with tedious backtracking, we were managed to keep everything in check.
Now, I just want to see this project come to fruition. Hopefully, just hopefully, we will shine in the Finals.
Sunday, July 18, 2010 @ 8:53 AM
Projects Day, Sigh...
Projects day has been in effect since Mr Tooh Fee San's reign as an alternative for the abolished Mid Year Examinations after Chinese High School was awarded the Special Assistance Plan by Ministry of Education 1979. It aims to develop independent thinkers our of students by facilitating teaching out of the classroom.
You may ask where I copied this chunk of information from. The truth is, it exactly is part of the research of the topic I am working on for Projects Day. An orientation package designed for the freshmen of Hwa Chong Institution to provide them a better understanding of our schools unique history.
The Semi Finals results came as a surprise to us. Our group, after only achieving 20 marks, had barely passed into the Finals. It was a close shave, one we did not expect at all. It only came to our realisation that the poor results derived from an unamusing presentation. The judges were definitely not impressed, neither were we impressed with ourselves. We grunted. We complained. It was not an easy time for us. And Finals was 1 month away.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010 @ 2:33 AM
Children in the Darkness
Children in the Darkness There are children in the darkness Who have not seen the light There are children in the darkness Who someone will teach to fight Chalk and blackboards will not be To this door there is no key From this life they can not flee And these children are not free Could we simply light a candle Could we give them half a chance Could we teach them how to read Could we teach them how to dance Or will a war consume them Their body and their soul Will their life and blood be poured Down some endless thirsty hole Back into the darkness From which there is no flight Back into the darkness Into which there shines no light Henry M Bechtold
Task 1 Henry was sitting in my hotel room in Saigon just before Christmas 2009 while trying to write a poem about the girls who work in the park and how badly men treat them. He was angry but unable to write anything that did not sound trite or weak. However, he was inspired when he looked at the news on TV. He saw a photo of a small boy with a helmet and an automatic rifle. The words just came to him and the poem flowed out.
Task 2
Point of View:
The speakers takes on the view of a bystander with a strong moral sense of duty. His superiority is confirmed when he refers to the protagonists as "children". As a war veteran in Vietnam, children training to be soldiers are a common sight. The style of his writing is dramatised , highlighting his stand to grant children of their deserved rights. He is against the authorities for setting the destinies of the children, children who have not even "seen the light". He does not support the fact that children are sent to war at such a young age. The reality is harsh and war is horrific. This children will be "consumed", only be scarred for life physically, if not mentally. He wants us to realised that children are served injustice at the moment and we should stop that.
Situation and Setting:
Social conflict is evident in the poem. Henry addresses the problem prevalent in society at the start of the poem. This are the "children" who should be served justice. The children should be receiving education, but they are denied that. They are forced to go on a path of war and terror. The "chalk" and "blackboards" changes into "war" and "blood". The education all children deserves metamorphoses into the violence all adults are immersed. The innocence believed within children is hence destroyed without a choice for children. The poem is wrapped up with a statement of "back into the darkness". No progress has been made. The conflict has not been resolved. The poem in general is solemn. Language and Diction:There is an extensive use of figurative language in this poem. The children are "enslaved" in their childhood as symbolised by "darkness". This is then contrasted by "light", symbolising freedom. The first line is repeated to reinforce Henry's take that the children are trapped. The children are not receiving education through "chalks" and "blackboards", but instead getting taught "to fight". Their pursue to freedom is useless there is "no key" to the "door" of freedom. This children are cannot escape their fate destined by the authorities. The rhetorical question "Could we" is repeated in all four lines of the next stanza, showing the speculations of Henry that probably this children would be freed of their slavery. He sees a glimpse of hope in that they could "simply light a candle", giving them chance of freedom. Then, in the fourth stanza, it starts with the word "or". With this single word, Henry wants to present to us the consequences of this inhumane situation. Hence, he paints a gruesome picture of war. War is personified as a beast which "consumes" on the children's "body and their soul". The war will take its toll on the children psychologically and physically. Their lives would be wasted for the sake of men who thirst destruction. Personal Response:This poem reaches out to me. Despite its simple language, the emotions conveyed are strong. I am able to feel for Henry's longing of freedom. Henry questions the corruption of men to sacrifice their next generations, the future pillars of the country. Will men lost all humanity to gain what they want? Are they willing to let their children immerse in violence at such a tender age? Life is cruel. http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/2010warpoetry.html#Children_
@ 12:56 AM
Rainbow Death - Task 1
Rainbow Death
America did not foresee Green, pink, purple and other colors death potpourri! Expecting others to pay a high price. Now thinking twice? Toll on the innocent and unborn.
Omnipotent and disregarding who will mourn. Reflective about all the illness, birth defects and prematurely dead. All the deceit continues to spread. Nefariously America led astray - Generations untold WILL pay - Execrable effects of agent orange spray!
Hubert Wilson
Task 1: This poem revolves around the military conflict, Vietnam war that occurred in Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia from November 1, 1955 to April 30, 1975. It speaks of a modern day ingredient of warfare that has caused appalling death and suffering – not only to its intended victims, the Vietnamese people, but also the service personnel that used or even just came into contact with “Agent Orange”. Accorading to Wikipedia, "Agent Orange" is the code name for an herbicide and defoliant —contaminated with TCDD (compound that causese indirect DNA damage through induction or activation of other DNA damaging compounds in the body). Agent Orange was by far the most widely used of the so-called "Rainbow Herbicides" employed in the herbicidial warfare program employed by the US military. Hence, the name of the poem - Rainbow Death, as millions of deaths were caused by this use of herbicides.
According to Vietnamese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it was reported 4.8 million Vietnamese people were exposed to "Agent Orange", resulting in 400,000 deaths and disabilities, and 500,000 children born with birth defects. Here is a quote from Hubert Wilson: "I am a Vietnam War veteran (as are my four brothers) who served in the USAF Security Service. I, along with a dozen or so intelligence school grads, prepped for about 14 months at Kelly AFB in San Antonio, Texas, before anticipating being sent to Vietnam or elsewhere in southeat Asia in 1970. About half ended up in Da Nang (an Agent Orange hotspot) in the 6924th Security Squadron. The rest of us were assigned to Shemya Island, Alaska, with the 6984th Security Squadron, and what eventually was a MORE contaminated environment than Da Nang! My health problems started approximately 15 years ago with unexplained headaches and limb pains. Four years ago my central nervous system radically deteriorated with Parkinsonian type tremors, severe headaches, progressive limb pains, etc. No physician has ever diagnosed the specific illness. NO VA physician has ever rendered ANY medical assistance! My number one educated guess is the heavily contaminated drinking water at Shemya during my year there as an intelligence analyst. Organo-phosphate toxins may not run their toxic course until 20 to 30 years after initial exposure. Since my brain still functions moderately well (and I have mobility issues), I have turned to writing just like my late Father and the late singer (and writer) Johnny Cash."
Wars are not over even when wars are over. The effects of war does not even end together with the war. Not only does the present generation undergo these horrific experiences, the future generation has to suffer the consequences too. The cost of war is devestating. References: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2,3,7,8-Tetrachlorodibenzodioxinhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agent_Orange http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vietnam_War http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/2010warpoetry.html
Tuesday, May 25, 2010 @ 11:37 PM
Rainbow Death - Task 2
Rainbow Death
America did not foresee Green, pink, purple and other colors death potpourri! Expecting others to pay a high price. Now thinking twice? Toll on the innocent and unborn.
Omnipotent and disregarding who will mourn. Reflective about all the illness, birth defects and prematurely dead. All the deceit continues to spread. Nefariously America led astray - Generations untold WILL pay - Execrable effects of agent orange spray!
Hubert Wilson
Point of view:
The speaker is war veteran who fought in the Vietnam War. He was also a victim of the toxic agents and poor conditions during wartime. He felt the effects of the toxins many years after the war and eventually he was immobilized and decided to write. Therefore, his perspective may be a bit extreme and negative because he had gone through the turmoil of war and it changed his psychological aspect of life differently.
He expresses his rage over the decisions of America. However, this account would be mostly accurate because he has prior experience. This is evident from the poem " Nefariously America led astray - Generations untold WILL pay - Execrable effects of agent orange spray!" We can see from this that war will make a country become a "devil" as everyone is determined to destroy their enemies. Therefore, his perspective is negative in that in the instance of war, the country loses its conscience.
Hubert Wilson's poem has also stated facts about the effects of war. This is evident from "Reflective about all the illness, birth defects and prematurely dead." Victims of Agent Orange or other chemical agents do suffer terribly. For example, Hubert Wilson himself had suffered from Parkinsonian type tremors and mobility issues.
Situation and Setting:
Tension is created through the punctuation marks used. With the of use exclamation marks and question marks, Hubert Wilson not only emphasizes his frustration about the innocent suffering from war, he questions the innocence in man. He emphasizes the consequences of war by using capital letters for certain words like 'WILL'. This is to reinforce his take on the consequences of war. As stated, "Rainbow Death". The rainbow refers to the different colors the chemical agents produce. Although these chemical agents produce vivid colors, they produce appalling results. He wants his readers to know of the horror of war not only in the present, but the consequences in the future.
Language and Diction:
Huber Wilson's tone of sarcasm is very obvious in this poem. "Potpourri" means a mixture of dried petals of roses or other flowers with spices, kept in a jar for their fragrance. It is to allow people to enjoy the fragrance of flowers but the death fragrance in this poem refers to the chemical agents which kill people, hence expressing the irony of the situation. Moreover, the question he poses, "and now thinking twice", just demonstrates his outright annoyance of the Americans. He mocks them for not thinking about the dire consequences later. And now, "innocent and the unborn" have to pay the price of countries going to war when it could have been resolved peacefully.
However, the "deceit coninues to spread" . The speaker is telling his readers that the government misleads the people when countries go to war to conceal the government's true purpose of going to war which is mostly negative. America, the most influential country in the world for many years, has deceived their people, harmed millions of innocent lives, all for their desire of destruction of the enemy. Ultimately, they have turned on the own principles of freedom. Are they still credible?
The poem is definitely ironic as Hubert uses positive words like potpourri in such a negative and harsh situation of the Vietnam war.
Personal Reponse:
Most of the time, wars can be prevented if countries are willing to resolve conflicts peacefully. However, many countries end up in wars. The people who decided to go to war do not feel the impact and consequences of war. Instead, it is the innocent people like civilians who are not even involved in the conflict that have to face the effects of war. These innocent and helpless people have become the slaves of the devils who do not appreciate peace and stability. Hubert Wilson wrote this poem to remind everyone in the world that peace is vital. He calls out to the governments of countries, "this is what you want, but is this what the people wants?" Are we willing to commit such atrocities, to betray our conscience, to wipe out our enemy?
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