Blog 14:Behind the Anti-uniform Policy

Why we should be against the uniform policy? Well, there were certain reasons why we needed to be anti-uniform policy. First, it forbade self-expression and individuality of students. The students were not allowed to select their own clothes, and they were forced to conform. This incapability in choosing ones clothes caused students to lose their uniqueness. Second, it caused discipline problem. Some students objected to any rule. Rules in their clothes were particularly intolerable to some. They revised their uniform by lengthening, shortening, widening or heightening their clothes. Tension between students and teachers arose, as the teacher tried to impose, the rules the students also tried to oppose. Lastly, it was not related to academics. Proof was some students were scruffy dressers. There was no doubt that students could learn even if they dress, as they wanted. At the end, it was not with the formal uniform that students were known but with how they took education seriously.

Blog 13: A night of life or death

I could still reminisce in my memory the most tragic experience in my sixteen years of existence here on Earth. It was during a cold, tranquil night that I unconsciously fell asleep on a soft, comfortable bed in a lighted blue room. I was the only one in that room since it was still early for sleeping time. I was having a nice, undisturbed sleep, but suddenly I woke up. In that moment, it seemed that I began to freeze. I could not move any part of my body even my little finger as if something was resisting my body from setting into motion. Aside from that, I could not shout to ask for help for nothing came out from my voice box. With those things, I was already nervous; my face was already sweating and I really did not know what to do. The worst thing aside from not moving and not producing of sound, I could not breathe. I could not grasp any oxygen nor could I not exhale carbon dioxide like something was blocking on my nose as well on my mouth that could not pass air. With those things, I accepted my destiny that it might be the end of my life so I decided instead of struggling; I would just close my eyes and wait until the last part of my life. I thought my life was finished, but surprisingly I woke up in the morning. Then, I just realized it was a nightmare. After that nightmare, I was thankful that God had given me another chance living in this world with my family and friends, and I must not waste what He had given me.