Student Work

These pages contain children's work ranging from art pieces to written essays, which are sent home monthly as samples of the MOE curriculum areas expected by government schools.

Primary School

Last night I dreamed I went to Bugs Bunny Land. I was carried by bunnies of all kinds. They took me to the Bunny Palace and dressed me as a beautiful princess bunny. The bunnies called me "Princess Bunny." I thought, "They should not treat me like this. I should do something to repay their kindness."

Then a bunny said, "Tomorrow is the Princess Bunny's best day!" Princess Bunny heard what the bunny said and quickly ran out of the Palace.The next day came. The bunnies were shivering because the Princess was missing. When it was noon the Princess came back. The bunnies were relieved. I announced that there was a surprise in the palace garden. The bunnies came out and there it stood, lots of carrots and presents.

The bunnies thanked me and ate the carrots and opened the presents. We went back to the palace and had a wonderful buffet. Now the garden was a mess. I said, "I would like some bunnies to help me clean this mess." Some of the bunnies came out. They swept and swept until the garden was sparkling clean. I thanked them and they thanked me.

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Secondary School

Without the Great Crystal Sword of Kings, stolen by the Evil Raven King, my kingdom of Lenaris had no chance. We could not survive another attack. I knew what I had to do. I had to venture right into the Raven's Hall and retrieve the sword.

After many adventures, I had finally reached the hall itself. Unfortunately, I was not there by choice. As soon as I had stepped into the Dead lands, a huge swarm of ravens and an evil looking cross-breed between a raven and a harpy, or black harpies, came upon me. They promptly took me to the Raven's Hall.

"Well, well…" the Raven King laughed mockingly. He was nothing like his namesake. A huge hulking figure, most of him was obscured by a flowing black cape. His head was hairless, and on it was a raven tattoo burned into the grey skin. A huge battleaxe hung on a hook beside a throne made of human skeletons. "So, you wish to retrieve your sword. Personally, I prefer axes but…." He pulled it out and threw it to me. Then, with a feral roar, he threw off his cloak. Underneath it, he wore only a plain pair of pants. This let me see every muscle bulging on his body. Then he lunged. The ravens formed a fence around us as we clashed.

A surge of energy passed through me as I gripped the sword. As he landed, I returned the attack equally ferociously; we fought for over an hour, neither gaining the upper hand. Finally, I ran him through with my sword. We both leaned on our weapons, panting. Blood gushed out of the Raven King's wound.

"So," he smiled weakly. "You beat me." The ravens began to descend on him. I turned around and began walking towards the end of the hall. "Don't worry, my people will let you go." The fluttering and calling of ravens nearly drowned out his next words. "It was a good fight." Then he laughed. The laughter was still echoing around the hall when I turned around. All that was left of the Raven King was a bloodstained pair of pants and a huge battleaxe.

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