Thursday, April 14, 2011
How did the ethnocentrism of the British and the First Australians cause conflict between the two groups?
Ethnocentrism plays a big role in the history between the British and the Aboriginals. Long ago when the British came to establish a bond with the first Australians, the Aboriginals. The British saw the Aboriginals as a less advanced race that was inferior to them. Unlike the British who wore clothes, the Aboriginals dressed much like cavemen. The British wielded guns while the first Australians wielded spears. As we all know, a gun is definitely more advanced compared to a spear. That aside, after the British had learned about the Aboriginal’s ways, the British tried to help them. Their so-called ‘help’ meant taking the Aboriginal’s children into a white colonized school. To the British, the Aboriginals were savages. So by taking their children to a British school, they believed that they were helping them become more civilized. This act greatly impacted the land of Australia. Eventually, the Aboriginals rebelled against the British. But sadly spears were just toys to the superior British with more advanced weapons such as a gun. Today the Aboriginal race is unknown to many. The large race of Aboriginals has decreased from more than 250 clans to less than 50. The harsh life that they had lived through shows us that ethnocentrism only allows us to see the great things we have that others don’t. The colonization of Australia was a terrible act. Such a phenomenon must never be repeated again.
Monday, March 28, 2011
An Apology from the Australians to the Aboriginals
I believe that you should apologize for all the wronged doings you have done. Long ago you people came and took away everything that the Native people had. At first contact, these people may have seemed like uncivilized barbarians. In order to change them to follow your 'civilized' ways, you people stole their children. By stealing their children, you tried to wipe out their dark skin tone by making them mate with one of your white people! You may call these people animals, but the real animals are you. They may not have shared the same customs or traditions, so what right did you people have to change them? A sorry may not be able to remove all the horrible things that has happened; but I believe that it is never too late to say 'sorry.'
Sunday, March 27, 2011
The Rabbit Proof Fence
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Duet Acting, Shakespeare- Act 1, Scene 2
Will you go see the order of the course?
BRUTUS
Not I.
CASSIUS
I pray you, do.
BRUTUS
I am not gamesome: I do lack some part
Of that quick spirit that is in Antony.
Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires;
I'll leave you.
CASSIUS
Brutus, I do observe you now of late:
I have not from your eyes that gentleness
And show of love as I was wont to have:
You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand
Over your friend that loves you.
BRUTUS
Cassius,
Be not deceived: if I have veil'd my look,
I turn the trouble of my countenance
Merely upon myself. Vexed I am
Of late with passions of some difference,
Conceptions only proper to myself,
Which give some soil perhaps to my behaviors;
But let not therefore my good friends be grieved--
Among which number, Cassius, be you one--
Nor construe any further my neglect,
Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war,
Forgets the shows of love to other men.
CASSIUS
Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion;
By means whereof this breast of mine hath buried
Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations.
Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?
BRUTUS
No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection, by some other things.
CASSIUS
'Tis just:
And it is very much lamented, Brutus,
That you have no such mirrors as will turn
Your hidden worthiness into your eye,
That you might see your shadow. I have heard,
Where many of the best respect in Rome,
Except immortal Caesar, speaking of Brutus
And groaning underneath this age's yoke,
Have wish'd that noble Brutus had his eyes.
BRUTUS
Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,
That you would have me seek into myself
For that which is not in me?
Monday, November 1, 2010
Leonardo Da Vinci 'A True Renaissance Man?'
Monday, October 4, 2010
Brunelleschi- Risk Taker
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Where Do New Ideas Come From?
Sunday, September 5, 2010
My Favorite Story- What makes a good story?
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
This I Believe
Back in Singapore when I was in kindergarten, I was considered as an average height student. You could probably say that I was one of the tallest in my class, but I was WAY skinnier than the other students. When I moved to Sydney, I was a dwarf in the school. I must say Australian kids are really big and tall. Even my mom was getting worried that I did not inherit the Shanghainese gene. Well, Shanghainese being closer to the north of China are supposed to be taller than southern chinese. So my parents thought I could have inherited the inferior gene.
When I moved to Kuala Lumpur and started grade 1 at ISKL, I was not that dwarf like anymore. ISKL being an international school with students from all around the world, showed me that westerners are not really as tall as I had thought them to be. I remembered my first day at ISKL, I was really excited to make new friends with different people with different nationalities. But it didn't go as I thought. Many of the kids looked down at me due to my height. In ISKL, most of the students were at least half a head taller than me. I was the same height as a prep junior! Not only was I just short, but I didn't show much talent for anything, especially when I joined the basketball team. No one would pass to me because I couldn't shoot, pass or dribble the ball. On the following year in second grade not much had changed. But at least everyone excepted me more than in first grade.
It was only in my third grade that I started to shoot up. After my summer holiday, I was actually taller than most of the students who used to be much taller than me. Not only that, when I joined the basketball team again more people started passing the ball to me. Because I kept getting the ball, I was able to see what I was really capable of. I became one of the top players in the whole of grade three. Practically everyone changed the way they thought about most Chinese people; especially about height.
I used to think that I was short because I was Chinese. At least that was what my friends made me think. But now I realized even people from Holland can be short although they are famous for being tall. Now in 7th grade, I am considered tall in school. Thus I believe that we should not stereotype someone because of their race. This I believe.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Matlida Bone
Matilda Bone is about an orphan named Matilda who was a lonely and religious girl who finally opened her heart to people. This story was set in the fourteenth century in a small village in England. She was staying at Lord Randall's manor and Father Leufredus taught her reading and writing. Matilda preferred living a proper life and staying in a manor, studying Latin and living the lives of the Saints whom she admired. Her piousness and seriousness can be seen when she told Tildy: "I should not be here laughing....it would be better for me to spend the time in prayer." Although she was taken care by Father Leufredus, it was him who abandoned her in Blood and Bone Alley with the local bonesetter, Red Peg. She was to work for Red Peg in return for food and shelter. Matilda fell into a world that was filled with the scent of healing herbs, bloodletting, broken bones and leeches. Initially she hated her new environment and the people around her. She "would sigh a very big sigh, remembering the days when she was uninvolved in all the matters of the world, of pain and illness, of all the unsuitable friends and useless skills." But when she met Effie the kitchen maid, she was fascinated at the market square where Effie brought her. As she experienced the life of a bonesetter's assistant, she found a new life of friendship and happiness. We could see the change in her by the way she took care of Tildy who was sick. "Day after day Matilda sat with Tildy, held her hand, washed her face with cool water, and forced thin porridge between her lips." At the end of the story, she evolved from an arrogant and ignorant brat to a compassionate and caring girl.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Battle of Hastings- 1066
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Power of The Void Questions
Saturday, March 13, 2010
The Boy in Striped Pyjamas- Did John Boyne address the sensitive issue of the Holocaust appropriately?

Sunday, February 21, 2010
Tale of the Sprinter- by Sudeep Pagedar
Monday, February 8, 2010
10 Questions from Holocaust Website
2. What is the Third Reich?

3. Where were the concentration camps?
4. In what year did Hitler assume the powers of the presidency?
5. By 1945, how many Jews were killed?
6. What was Hitler’s objective?
7. How many concentration camps were there?
8. Why was Hitler anti-Semitic?
9. What was Hitler's book, "Mein Kampf" about?
Monday, January 25, 2010
Tension- Power of The Void
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Steve McCurry - A picture speaks a thousand words
Monday, November 23, 2009
Jason and The Golden Fleece
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Shabanu
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Orphan Boy- Curiosity

