Two weeks ago i participated in a 52-hours Public Speaking event attempting to enter the Malaysia Book of Records. News about the event was initially imparted to me by my class-rep, Azly. I did not really have a second thought abaout it as i was just trying to be active. I wanted to participate in any activities as long it is within my abilities and not interrupting my academic schedule.
I chose to speak in English. Since i am still an amateur or novice in Russian Language. If i had mastered my russian language better, i would definitely converse in Russian. Afterall, i am from the Russian Programme. Well, it still worked well for me. Nevertheless, I must say that i was taken away by the fluency and confidence in speaking the foreign language by my Russian Programme seniors. I admired them so much...
Lucky enough for me, my turn to speak was 7.15 on Tuesday morning. I could not imagine myself talking during...let's say 3.00 in the morning right. Haha.... Well, that's why it's called 52 hours non-stop. Still, somebody has to do it. I was just glad that i could still hit the sack and go to school the next morning as soon as i finished speaking.
Life is flamboyant. That's what i came to see it as an example in reality. As i said i was scheduled to speak at 7.15, but i ended up speaking at 8.15. How could that be, Thanks to our Russian Language lecturer Miss. Natalia who got carried away while trying in a vain attempt to impress others with her fluent Russian. It definitely didn't work for me. However, no blaming her. I was just agitated a little because i would miss the first period of my class. Finally, when i got up the stage, i just spoke hastily and got off the dreadful stage.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Life's not easy
When i first stepped into intec, i thought it was going to be a piece of cake to me since I've been through two gruelling years in MRSM Merbok. I told myself that i am a survivor and that i have been moulded and taught to handle myself well wherever i go. Alas, this university life is nothing like the life in a boarding school. Of course, the sheer sound of more freedom conventionally puts everyone's guard down. Not knowing that it is this freedom is the toughest one to handle.
Now, i had to be better in managing my own finances and time. No more free food during 'makan time' in the 'dewan makan' like how it was like when in MRSM. Alas, i have to control my personal expenses, not to overspend even when scholarship is provided. Scholars ought to know that their scholarship is not inexhaustible. We all should spend within a range of budget.
Besides, i need to cope with 'insurmountable' amount of homework. People used to tell me that in university there will be lesser homework as we are all expected by our lecturers to do our own researches. That's so not true, i mean in terms of the amount of homework, or so more popularly called as assignments in the university level. There is so much of presentations, researches, folios...you name it. Perhaps it is due to the short courses that i am currently in. Hmmm.... i am certainly putting fault to our 'para guru', do not get me wrong. Haha... i am just expressing my thoughts. I utterly understand that our beloved lecturers are just carrying out their responsibility and accomplishing their duties.
Next, i have to cope with different people of various backgrounds, views and personalities. For instance, recently two of my roomates had fallen into a misunderstanding with each other. Thus, i need to understanding and caredul so as to not offend anyone. At least not deliberately.
I hope i can just make it through this three interesting months as a preparation before i fly to russia in anticipation of more ardous challenges.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
My views of BTN
Last week i, together with the rest of the jpa sponsored students from the Russian programme, attended a one week long Biro Tatanegara Programme at Kem Bina Negara, Meru. It was a compulsory and evaluative program for all overseas-bound students. Thus i show no reluctance although i was a little agitated at the beginning bacause i had to take the trouble of packing my luggage.
It was a peaceful one hour bus drive under the mild afternoon sun. I had had the opportunity for a short sight-seeing of the Shah Alam city. No forced-fed with sights. When i had had my share of sight-seeing, i fell into a deep slumber.
The slowing down motion of the huge bus awakens me. I, together with the others unloaded our belongings before being sent out of the camp again for lunch. After lunch, we scurry up the bus again, anticipating the avtivities and events installed for us. We were all in suspense...
The whole programme started with a strict and serious greeting from the facilitators. I was a little disturbed at the beginning due to a clash with my initial idea of how warm a welcome we will receive. Nevertheless, i didn't mind. From that on, we are put through a hectic and energy-sapping schedule. I barely had an adequate 5 hours of sleep a day. It was all talks, classes, some physical activities and tests. No real breaks. It was quite awful for me as i was like a jelly at the end of the programme.
In my opinion, the participant's mental strength was put to the test more than our physical abilities despite some of our facilitators are more military-based. i attended talks which aroused sensitive issues and certain topics were really disturbing and testing my mind. But no matter, i had learned to be more open-minded and mature and at the same time be able to accept other people's points of view.
Fundamentally, the programme was designed to instill us with the correct thoughts of our beloved Malaysia and how we, as blessed scholars should do something in return for the country when we are all graduated. In simple, patriotisme was of the basic purpose of this entire programme.
In the end, i went home with a clearer idea of how my Malaysia had struggled to free herself from the iron fists of the colonists. As for me, i have grown to become a more patriotic person who will do his part for the nation's future. Malaysia, will always be in my heart.
It was a peaceful one hour bus drive under the mild afternoon sun. I had had the opportunity for a short sight-seeing of the Shah Alam city. No forced-fed with sights. When i had had my share of sight-seeing, i fell into a deep slumber.
The slowing down motion of the huge bus awakens me. I, together with the others unloaded our belongings before being sent out of the camp again for lunch. After lunch, we scurry up the bus again, anticipating the avtivities and events installed for us. We were all in suspense...
The whole programme started with a strict and serious greeting from the facilitators. I was a little disturbed at the beginning due to a clash with my initial idea of how warm a welcome we will receive. Nevertheless, i didn't mind. From that on, we are put through a hectic and energy-sapping schedule. I barely had an adequate 5 hours of sleep a day. It was all talks, classes, some physical activities and tests. No real breaks. It was quite awful for me as i was like a jelly at the end of the programme.
In my opinion, the participant's mental strength was put to the test more than our physical abilities despite some of our facilitators are more military-based. i attended talks which aroused sensitive issues and certain topics were really disturbing and testing my mind. But no matter, i had learned to be more open-minded and mature and at the same time be able to accept other people's points of view.
Fundamentally, the programme was designed to instill us with the correct thoughts of our beloved Malaysia and how we, as blessed scholars should do something in return for the country when we are all graduated. In simple, patriotisme was of the basic purpose of this entire programme.
In the end, i went home with a clearer idea of how my Malaysia had struggled to free herself from the iron fists of the colonists. As for me, i have grown to become a more patriotic person who will do his part for the nation's future. Malaysia, will always be in my heart.
About myself as a scholar
Hi! I am Reuben Amos Ting from class 15C. I am under the Russian Programme to pursue medicine in Russia. Now, I would like to talk about my life as a scholar.
I am an ex-student from MRSM Merbok, Kedah. I entered that new boarding school when I was in Form 4 upon completing my PMR. The thing that is so significant about this is that my life has improvised tremendously ever since then. Without it, I would not be where I am today.
I had been a happy-go-lucky boy all along, ignorant of his own future and well-being. 2 years in a boarding school had taught and equipped me with numerous vital and necessary life skills with which I had used to get myself here, as a JPA scholar. Besides, I was the only chinese in the MRSM. I guess that just pushed me to strive for the best in whatever things that i do to achieve victory.
The night when i got to know that i had been a successful applicant for the renown Public Service Department scholarship, i was thrilled yet at the same time could not believe my own eyes that the 'status berjaya' is on the screen. Next, it was a rough awakening for my parents for them to share the good news. I could see the tears of joy and hope rolling down their cheeks when they themselves congratulated their 'not-so-reliable' son. I thanked God.
Now, being in Intec for my foundation is another blessing for me. I hope i can do best for the future of my life, my family, and the nation.
I am an ex-student from MRSM Merbok, Kedah. I entered that new boarding school when I was in Form 4 upon completing my PMR. The thing that is so significant about this is that my life has improvised tremendously ever since then. Without it, I would not be where I am today.
I had been a happy-go-lucky boy all along, ignorant of his own future and well-being. 2 years in a boarding school had taught and equipped me with numerous vital and necessary life skills with which I had used to get myself here, as a JPA scholar. Besides, I was the only chinese in the MRSM. I guess that just pushed me to strive for the best in whatever things that i do to achieve victory.
The night when i got to know that i had been a successful applicant for the renown Public Service Department scholarship, i was thrilled yet at the same time could not believe my own eyes that the 'status berjaya' is on the screen. Next, it was a rough awakening for my parents for them to share the good news. I could see the tears of joy and hope rolling down their cheeks when they themselves congratulated their 'not-so-reliable' son. I thanked God.
Now, being in Intec for my foundation is another blessing for me. I hope i can do best for the future of my life, my family, and the nation.
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