Point of View in Narrative Writing

I will be writing my excerpt about the speech from the point of view of the Headmaster and a parent.
Headmaster:
It was a new year for this school. A new beginning, the beginning of another year which would soon be archived in the long history of this school. As usual, it was my responsibility to deliver the speech to welcome the new batch of students. The other students have heard all these before, those older having heard it many times. Nevertheless, I had to repeat what I have said again and again, year after year. “Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?” I repeated the question I have asked throughout my years with the duty of being the headmaster. I watched as my students rose neatly as if they had been trained to do so. The carried the pride and honor of our school. Each and every one a future success.
Parent:
I watched as the flag carriers took their positions before the raised platform. I was impressed by their concentration and neatness. Taking a seat beside my son, I listened attentively to the headmaster’s speech. It was filled with vigor and he seemed proud of his students. “Gentlemen, what are the four pillars?” The headmaster asked. Immediately, every student rose in attention, and began reciting their pillars in unity. I urged my son to stand and recite along with the rest of the population. He was a new student in the academy, and I could see from his face that he was nervous. From the actions of the student body, I could tell I made the right decision in enrolling my son into academy.

Language Arts Reflection

So far in Language Arts, we have mainly covered short stories. We have been taught various aspects of short stories, for example, the plot, setting, mood and characterisation. These lessons have allowed us to weave our short story more interestingly, into the creations of our own. An aspect of the programme I have liked so far is the many opportunities for us to get into groups and learn together. This allows us to share our thoughts and opinions and learn from each other. This exposes us to many different views on the topic, allowing us to have a more macro view of the topic. However, I feel that the programme can be improved by having more engaging activities instead of the usual discuss, then present style. Perhaps the presentation could be done in a more unique way, instead of only having one person present at a time. A lesson I particularly enjoyed was the one where we discussed "All Summer in a Day". I particularly understood the story and my discussion with the group was particularly fruitful and we all agreed on the idea of the story, leading to a more straightforward discussion.

Standing tall and mighty, the heart of our school, stands the Hwa Chong clock tower. Ticking at every second, moving at every minute and progressing in every hour, it is the symbol of our school. The never-faltering figure in the school, driving the spirits of the students of Hwa Chong, it grows older every year, every month, every week, every day, every hour, every minute and every second. The time it shows is like the counting of the moments in our lives. Every passing Hwa Chong students tilts up to look at the giant, and as if he was brainwashed, automatically knows the time. Some take their time to stare at it, and a tinge of respect and feeling trickles through their veins. "Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick.."

Characterisation: Story Excerpt

Main character: Calvin from Bill Watterson's comic, Calvin and Hobbes

"Calvin! Your attention please! Why are you daydreaming again?" screamed Mrs Wormwood, almost at the verge of tearing her hair out. Calvin snapped out of his daydream. He was Spaceman Spiff, a superhero battling three-eyed aliens that looked like bugs. With a scowl, he ruffled his bright yellow, tousled hair and looked up with his sparkling eyes. "Now Calvin, if you don't pay attention I am afraid I will have to call up your parents for the fifth time this week! Summarise what I have just said!" Mrs Wormwood remarked sternly. "Sorry, I'm here against my own will! I refuse to co-operate! They can transport my body to school, but they will not be able to get my spirit! My spirit roams free! No one can stop it, no four walls will confine it and authority has no power over it!" protested Calvin as he flailed his arms. His bright red shirt with black stripes stood out in a sea of nondescript white and pale shades of blue and yellow. It made him seem under the limelight. Mrs Wormwood was lost for words upon hearing his audacious outburst and the class gasped at his daring protests. With a face as red as a tomato, Mrs Wormwood grabbed his ear and dragged a yowling Calvin to the discipline master.

The low down on Harper Lee and her famous novel, to kill a mockingbird

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Ng Aik Yang (18)
Xavier Neo (17)
Siah Zhi Xuan (27)
Yao Jia Xu (32)
Benedict Lee (11)