Hi everyone! How's oral? Is it easy?Mine's not and i hope i didn't fail any of them.

Yesterday, while waiting for my turn, i was so anxious that i'd got no choice but to distract myself by reading my storybook. Reading my storybook did help a little as i was so engrossed in it that i couldn't stop reading until i finished it and it was also almost my turn. The english oral wasn't so difficult except for the picture talking. The scene is a zoo and it's about a art competition. There's a peacock, a couple riding on an elephant and three children in the picture. One of the boys hold a stick and was running towards the peacock. It didn't have a lot of things on it to say about so that part end really quickly.Next was the conversation. Mr Fong, my examiner, was very funny and asked me some questions that i don't understand.

He asked questions such as:

-What do you think the peacock will do when it saw the boy holding the stick approached it?
-Will the peacock ran away or will it attack the boy?
-In your opinion, how is the couple related to the children?
-Do you participate in any competition before?
-What competition do you participate in?
-Which school did you go to?
-How many teams are there in the competition altogether?
-How many teams did our school send?
-Did you win or lose?
-What have you learnt in the competition?
-Is teamwork important?
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After that, i went to line up for my mother tongue oral. I wished my examiner wasn't my mother tongue teacher as i will forget what to say. Finally, we were called and we have a few minutes to prepare for the oral. But, the minute i saw the paper, i know i didn't have any confidence of passing my mother tongue oral. The passage was quite easy but the picture was about a annual book fair. But that's not the part that frightened me, what frightened me was that english words were used and i don't know how to translate them.

So now i just wish my mother tongue teacher wasn't so strict.

Wish me gd luck then! Bye!

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