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i (Placeholder1) INSTITUT PENDIDIKAN GURU MALAYSIA KAMPUS RAJA MELEWAR LANGUANGE DEPARTMENT ACADEMIC YEAR: AUGUST 2026-DECEMBER 2031 CONTINUOUS ASSESSMENT ASSIGNMENT (INDIVIDUAL) TSLB1074 Fundamentals of Grammar LECTURER’S NAME: Mdm Shandrabhannu a/p Uthaya Kumar STUDENT NAME: KWOK MNG JAY REGISTRATION NUMBER: IDENTITY CARD NUMBER: 081213040389 SUBMISSION DATE: 23 SEPTEMBER 2025 Student Verification: I hereby confirm that the feedback has been provided by the lecturer. Notes(if any): Student’s Signature: Tarikh: 15/09/2026 JAY PROGRAMME : PPISMP COURSE/UNIT TSLB 26/31 SEMESTER: ONE
ii NAME KWOK MNG JAY IDENTITY CARD NUMBER 081213040389 UNIT TSLB COURSE/SEMESTER PPISMP / SEMESTER 1 INTAKE AUGUST 26/31 BIRTH DATE 13/12/2008 HOUSE ADDRESS JALAN M 5, TAMAN MERBOK, MELAKA, 75450 MELAKA EMAIL kmjzhenhaojay@gmail.com PHONE NUMBER 01110639018
3 Childhood Memories Childhood is indeed one of the best and most enjoyable moments in our lives. One’s childhood can determine what they truly become in the future. I think majority of the people will agree that their childhood was the most pleasant phrase of their life. During this stage, we are free from worries, sorrow as well as problems. We could laugh and scream loudly all we want and we won’t be judged by the society. In those early years we never worried about schoolwork or face any financial issues. Instead, we spent most of our time watching videos or having a blast with our peers. During my childhood life, I experienced some unforgettable and indispensable memories. But not every moment are all honey and no sting, I also had some embarrassing moments throughout my childhood. Let’s delve into the six distinct pillars, the innocent agency experienced at KidZania, the painful reality of being bullied, the bitter discipline taught by badminton, my bias towards a subject, the warmth of family during festive celebrations, and a moment of physical vulnerability that taught me humility. In my humble opinion, one of the best childhood moments I ever had was meeting passionate teachers that was determined to enhance my grades and raise the bar continuously for me. Since my family heavily emphasize English, I was only exceptionally good at English. Other than that, I hardly ever study anything else since I was so obsessed with the English language. I was truly a one trick pony. Seeing this, my worried mother with no alternative decided to hook me up to a tuition that also has a daycare to hopefully heighten my grades. At first, I hated that place, talking for more than 5 minutes or just simply sleeping on the table will immediately get me punished. It was extremely stressed and absolutely knackered from the endless tutoring and tests twenty-four seven. Until the day we encountered our school exams. Everybody panicked and quickly scrambled their notebooks while I sit there reading comics like it’s just another usual day. When the results arrived, although I didn’t pass with flying colours, I was most definitely not the worst one in class. In fact, Bahasa Malaysia which once was my worst subject, passed for the very first time after an eternity. Seeing my grades improved in just a few months, I finally realised that those stressful and tiring days I endured had finally paid off. To this day, I still pay a visit to the tuition centre once a while and express my gratitude and appreciation for their endless hard work. Furthermore, when talking about childhood memories, one of the most worth mentioning was my trip to Japan with my family. At just 11 years old, I had the golden opportunity to fly to Tokyo and witness the breath-taking scenery and scrumptious
4 food it had to offer. Travelling to Japan feels like stepping into a seamless blend of timeless tradition and dazzling modernity. I remember my first impression of Tokyo was the towering neon skyscrapers and energetic street crossings give way to serene Shinto shrines and peaceful tea gardens. Not only that, when travelling from a state to another, riding on their advance bullet train whisked me from one region to another, bringing us to places where cherry blossom blooms with dignity and delicate wooden alleyways echoed centuries of rich history. When we walked to a local restaurant, the peaceful atmosphere and the mouth-watering food caught my attention instantly, most notably the steamy, rich bowl of handmade ramen and warm green tea made by a cheerful old chef. Thus, I also got to climb up Mount Fuji through a cable car and stand at the majestic, snow-capped peak of Mount Fuji. In the last few days, my family and I also went to a deer park in Nara City. Although we weren’t able to buy much of the snacks for the deer, we still got to witness the famous deer politely bowing to get the snacks from people’s hands. To be frank, seeing the deer politely bowing was a such a moment to think that even animals can practice moral and ethics. The politeness of the locals, the spotlessly clean streets, and the efficient public transit made exploring completely effortless. Looking back, I only wish I taken more photos to recall the little details of the trip. Whenever the weight of school life felt overwhelming, family traditions provided an unwavering sanctuary of comfort and joy. Every year we will go back to our hometown to visit our grandparents and reunite with our distant relatives. The tempting aromas of festive feasts, and infectious laughter echoed through every room. As a child, being doted on and spoiled by my aunts, uncles, and grandparents made me feel endlessly cherished. But among all these golden moments, my favourite moment was definitely receiving red envelopes, or “ang pao” from our parents as well as our relatives. To receive the red envelopes, I nervously wish my relatives and parents to honor tradition and express goodwill. For context, the most basic wish is “新年快乐” which is a common and formal way to say “Happy New Year” in Mandarin. Holding bright red packet in my hands, I couldn't contain my joy and literally leaped with excitement. Even then, I knew it wasn't merely about the money tucked inside, it was the tangible warmth of being loved, blessed, and supported by my entire family. Aside from the red envelopes, we also play tons of board games as well as card games such as Blackjack. We also played Mahjong as it is a tradition in the Chinese culture. Those vibrant festive days served as a gentle reminder that no matter how tough things got out in the world, I would always have a safe, loving place to call home.
5 In addition, my very first taste of independence was when I went to KidZania. During my time there, I remember I could freely explore a child-sized city where I could become a firefighter, doctor, chef etc. I learnt so many useful skills, gain valuable knowledge and briefly understand some careers and science related theories. One of my favourite challenges there was the artificial climbing wall. I remember strapping into a harness, looking up at the high wall, and feeling a little nervous. But after steeling my nerves, I sum up the courage to start climbing the tough climbing routes. In the end, I successfully climbed to the tippy top and rang the bell. My self-confidence skyrocketed after ringing the bell. KidZania also taught us that money doesn’t grow on trees as our money for the activities will eventually run out. But not to worry, the place offered games that let you earn money by doing tasks such as transporting valuables and managing supermarkets. Overall, my time there was sensational and lots of fun. Of course, not all memories are all honey and no sting, some experiences were also heart wrenching and hurtful. For instance, when I was studying for primary school, I was often bullied since I was overweight and have a short temper. I vividly remember one particular day when we were called to take our annual "SEGAK" physical fitness test. After warming up, we started by measuring our height and our weight. I remember everyone was frightened to stand on the weight scale while trying to exaggerate their height in hopes of lowering their BMI. After that, we went straight into sit-ups, my friend was kneeling on top of my foot to anchor me down when he suddenly screamed. I quickly went over to check on him when I saw him bursting out of laughter. After some time, he calmed down and told everyone, “Hey guys, Jay doesn’t wear an underwear, disgusting!” At that moment, I never felt more embarrassed in my entire life, my whole face turned red in a nick of time, words could not express how embarrassed I was. Since that experience, I was always bullied for that scene to the point where I wished I could just dig a hole and disappear into the ground. Thankfully our class teacher managed to help me and calmed me down when I was crying my heart out. After that painful day, I immediately changed my habits and started wearing boxers to school every day to avoid reliving that nightmare. Although the endless teasing that followed was miserable, looking back, the experience had a hidden silver lining, it ultimately forced me to break a bad habit once and for all. Last but not emphatically least, to help me stay active and build healthier habits, my parents enrolled me in badminton lessons. At first, I was the polar opposite of a discipline student. I approached practice with a lazy attitude and was slacking off when coach wasn’t paying attention to me. I constantly complained
6 about the intensive, repetitive footwork drill, ignoring the coach’s advice and let the ego of mine got the better of me. Assuming my skills were already polished, I felt I could get by on enthusiasm alone without putting in real work. But my reality check arrived when my coach entered me into my very first tournament. Stepping onto the court in the stadium, a sudden wave of dread hit me as I realized I was completely out of my depth. My opponent was sharp, disciplined, and remarkably fast. When our match started, he dictated every point, sending me scrambling to all four corners of the court until I lost the match decisively. Walking off the court exhausted and humiliated, my confidence plummeted, and it was a bitter pill to swallow. Yet that dreadful defeat turned out to be my most valuable lesson. I learnt that someone could have all the talent in the world but would still lose horribly without tremendous amount of hard work. Looking back at these six chapters of my youth, I recognize that all of them happened for a reason. Some were there to enlighten my childhood, whereas some happened so I could change my perspective and habits. These occasions all fit together like puzzle pieces. Travelling to Japan made me explore the outside world, while losing terribly on the badminton court taught me real humility. A patient teacher that showed me I could do well academically in all subjects. And even when I made a huge fool of myself during the fitness test, I stayed strong and pulled myself back up. Childhood is just a time to practice life. It gives us a safe space to make mistakes, get back up, and figure out how the world works. All these memories shape the person I am today, no matter the situation, learn from it and become stronger. Turqoise- NOUN Bright Green- PRONOUN Determiner- DARK YELLOW Adjectives- PINK Verbs- GREEN Adverbs- YELLOW