GRACIOUSSTAR
Grace is her name, a christian who is dependant on God in whatever she does.
A dancaholic and a shoppaholic who always tries her best to do her best.
She can be as bad and good as it can be.
Someone filled with self-belief and also haunted by self-doubt
She got all the answers
But got nothing figured out
She like to be by herself
but hates to be alone
She is a million contradictions
Sometimes she make no sense
Sometimes she's perfect
Sometimes she's a mess
Sometimes she is not even sure who she is...
SYF 2005 & 2007
23rd ASEAN of Teacher's Convention
Singapore-Hong Kong exchange programme
National Day cum dinner celebration
Motorola Singapore
National Arts education award ceremony
Fountain of Youth performance
40th anniversary arts festival
40th YCKSS anniversary
Speech Day
Chinese New Year Celebration Concert
Juniors debut showcase
Engineering Week Ceremony
MUSE preview
MUSE!
Flame Awards
Closing Bash
Momentum 09
Glitz Award
MUSE Fusion 09
International Student Festival
Board of Governors Open House
Open House
Jam and Hop 2010
Student Life Fiesta 2010
Momentum Bold and Beyond
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning, he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak. "I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright.
I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply. "What are you gonna do with them?" I asked. "Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time" "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?" "Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them." The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?" "Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!" "How much?" the pastor asked again. The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone. The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!" "What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked. Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!" "And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked "Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!" "How much?" He asked again. Satan looked at Jesus and sneered,"All your blood, tears and your life." Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price. The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God). Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing? Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me. I pray, for everyone that they will be blessed by God in a way special for them.
Below are the videos made for our choir presentations. It's nice! Should watch! :D
