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The one with the Oral Exams
Monday, March 16, 2009
PART ONE The dark sky thunders away in the horizon, foolishly chasing the flashes of light that hide secretly behind the dark clouds, shielding the earth from the rays of the sulking sun. Two armies march in unison stomping of boots, faces grim with anger and hatred, muscles tightened and alert, looking for a fight to pick, for a reason to kill or die. They selected a spot, an empty field, whose grass has gone brown with death, and whose few trees bear nothing but ominous branches and the ever-present squawk of a circling vulture. They march on until a single half-mile divides the two army, grey with sweat and dirt. Nothing but the merciless wind makes a noise. Slowly, the commanding general draws his rusty blade into the air. "CHARGE!" he thunders, challenging the sky's supremacy. "KILL!" retaliates the opposing General, his sword up high in sky. The two armies begin a relentless charge into each other, sounding off with a battle cry, inspired straight from the deepest level of hell. There was a clanging of metal. There was the final voices of the dead. There was the sound of the merciless wind. Blood painted the grass in a shimmering red running deep into the earth. It begins to rain. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- PART TWO Rain pours onto the field, washing it of the sins and crimes so brutally committed. Blood runs off, the redness dilutes and the field, cleanse of the evil that had become of it. And then, a beautiful chorus emerges, its origin could only be that of the Heavenly Paradise. The rain stops and the clouds begin to disperse as the notes of the heavenly voice flow through the now merciful wind. The energised Sun, reclaims its authority in the sky, shaming the dark clouds away. As the light of Kings hit so gently upon the earth soil, it brings to it life. Light brings about the Green grass, revived from the crass it was. Trees blossomed into rich greenery, thick and lustrous in its branches that bear flowers of the brightest colours God had granted so kindly. Winged Angels now emerge from the clouds, still singing the purest essence of the universe. Woodland creatures emerges, frolicking in the life of the gorgeous field. The angels bless the land, with prayer and song. The land never to be touched again by the hands of the harmful. Part One is my Chinese Oral Examination. Part Two is my English Oral Examination.
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