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Jeremy was born with a twisted body and a slow mind. At the age of 12, was still in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool, and make grunting noises.

At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy irritated his teacher. One day she called his parents and asked them to come for a consultation. As the Foresters entered the empty classroom, Doris said to them, "Jeremy really belongs in a 'special' school. It isn't fair to him to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why, there is a five-year gap between his age and that of the other students."

Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue, while her husband spoke. "Miss Miller," he said, "There is no school of that kind nearby. It would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of this school. We know he really likes it here." Doris sat for a long time after they had left, staring at the snow outside the window. It`s coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to sympathize with the Foresters. After all, their only child had a terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had 18 other youngsters to teach, and Jeremy was a distraction.

Furthermore, he would never learn to read and write. Why waste any more time trying? As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. Here I am complaining when my problems are nothing compared to that poor family, she thought. Lord, please help me to be more patient with Jeremy. From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank stares.

Then one day, he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him. "I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole class to hear. The other students snickered, and Doris' face turned red. She stammered, "Wh-why that's very nice, Jeremy. N-now please take your seat."

Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter. Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg. "Now," she said to them, "I want you to take this home and bring it back tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Miller," the children responded enthusiastically, all except for Jeremy. He listened intently; his eyes never left her face. He did not even make his usual noises. Had he understood what she had said about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment?

Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them. That evening, Doris' kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse, and prepare a vocabulary test for the next day. She completely forgot about phoneing Jeremy's parents.

The next morning, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk.

After they completed their math lesson, it was time to open the eggs. In the first egg, Doris found a flower. "Oh yes, a flower is certainly a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground, we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her arm.

"That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out. The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real. Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and grows into a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that's new life, too." Little Judy smiled proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine." Next, Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that moss, too, showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom, "Daddy helped me," he beamed. Then Doris opened the fourth egg.

She gasped. The egg was empty. Surely it must be Jeremy's she thought, and of course, he did not understand her instructions. If only she had not forgotten to phone his parents. Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside and reached for another. Suddenly, Jeremy spoke up. "Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about my egg?" Flustered, Doris replied, "But Jeremy, your egg is empty." He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Yes, but Jesus' tomb was empty, too." Time stopped.

When she could speak again, Doris asked him, "Do you know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh, yes," Jeremy said, "Jesus was killed and put in there then his Father raised Him up." The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the schoolyard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away.

Three months later, Jeremy died. Those who paid their respects at the mortuary were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket, all of them empty.



- Pei Zhi

someone mugged at x( 12:52 PM<3

ok, it's been like a long long long long time since someone updated. well, so as to keep the spirit alive! Allow me to show some UK pictures that many of you guys havent seen. well, firstly, only five of us in the class managed to go.. Being(PZ-me, Jacq, Eileen, Yao Guang and Xiu Fu)

here we are:




















we're at the famous stonehenge
















ok, for those who took literature before, this is the shakespeare Globe















The beautiful sunset opposite the Globe, BTW sun sets at 4 plus.
















we're outside the place where Shakespeare was born
(xiu fu being the Tallest as usual!)
- Xiu Fu, me, Miss allison, Eileen, Yao Zong, Jacq)
















this is inside the tower of London














the whole bunch of us (30 plus ppl!!) outside Buckingham Palace
combine history and music trip!
oh wells,
too lazy to upload the rest. took about 200 pictures!

anyway, Happy CNY 29/06

this year we're graduating. so fast! well, hopefully we've learnt alot from each other and appreciated our differences. though there were alot of politics quite a few times. hopefully we've become more tolerant of each other!

and to everyone who got back their A level Chinese. hopefully you guys did well. i am quite disappointed with my results anyway. but nvm! there's always the other core subjects! take it as a motivation everyone!

love you guys and gals!
- Pei Zhi


ps. i've upgraded the blog to beta.blogger.com
the new username is tjc2906@hotmail.com
password is our school spelt in full~

someone mugged at x( 9:48 PM<3

Some of our pics in Korea!

someone mugged at x( 6:52 PM<3

NEW POLL!
Some are muggers,some pretend to be muggers.
Some are slackers,some pretend to be slackers.
At the end of it all, who is the biggest slacker?

some have been eliminated for obvious reasons=)

someone mugged at x( 9:24 PM<3

this is soo lame... and random...

http://www.youtube.com/v/XnJAozfBq7w

warning: might be annoying.. hahaha =)

someone mugged at x( 1:23 AM<3

Hey 29/06! These are some photos and videos taken during our class BBQ which is like way longggg ago.
Yanning.. what are you doing to Dickson??


The lost retainer..

When the girl kiss the guy..

karen don't wish to smile for the camera


World Peace. Future Miss Universe wannabe


I love 29/06 :)

Desiree doing pole dancing with Yanning as the pole..


Song Yan piggy back Amanda..

someone mugged at x( 10:44 AM<3