Final Reflection

I would not describe myself as a confident person. I can still recall the first time I had to stand in front of my class (back in Indonesia) and gave a short 5 to 10 minutes speech. Even now, I could feel the extreme fear I had. I kept my eyes fixed entirely to the script I had prepared. Not once did I dare to raise my head up. Instead, I continued reading in soft voice. As expected, none of the audiences were impressed. Whispers which indicated boredom filled the class, drowning my voice, and soon, my teacher declared, “That’s enough. You may sit down. Thank you”.

Having had such bad experience in presentation, my fear was multiplied when I was required to present again (here in Singapore) in English. Although I miraculously survived all kind of presentations in secondary and junior college days, I know that is not good enough.

This is the reason why I bid for ES2007S after reading the email which outlined the course objective. Today, I am very grateful that I have made the correct choice. I have learned a lot from this module, from how to write and express myself appropriately (using 7Cs) to building effective teamwork. I have also obtained a lot of valuable feedbacks from my classmates and tutor, which have definitely educated me and helped me in improving myself further.

Most importantly, however, is that I have found my confidence. I have thrown away scripts for presentation and have chosen to rely on outlines instead. Now, I have the courage to lift up my head and look at the audiences in the eyes, unperturbed even when greeted with baffled looks. In fact, when I see puzzled faces, I will try to slow down and elaborate my points further.

I do not deny that this confidence may come from numerous avenues for practice that the class provides. However, I believe that guidance from Brad and fellow classmates play a bigger role. This class has been a very forgiving class, one that does not laugh when I make mistake and instead guides me, giving me the courage and confidence I have always needed. Thank you.

I’ve never been the one to raise my hand
That was not me, but now that’s who I am
Because of you, I am standing tall
My heart is full of endless gratitude
You were the ones, the ones who guide me through
~~Do I Make You Proud – Taylor Hicks~~

Thank you to ES2007S group 10. Terima kasih. =)

Oral Presentation part 3 (suggested solutions)

Oral Presentation part 2 (methodology)

Oral Presentation part 1 (introduction)

Reflection on Oral Presentation

I was filled with mixed feelings when our presentation came to an end. On one hand, I was very relieved. “It’s over!”. Late night or early morning discussions will now be things of the past (at the very least, until a new semester starts). Finally, I will have more time to myself to relax, study, and catch up with materials I have missed. However, on the other hand, I felt a sense of loss. The past few weeks have truly been enjoyable and enriching for me. My group mates, Elin and Brooks, have taught me valuable lessons and helped me to improve myself. Without them, our proposal and presentation would not have been possible. They have tolerated the times when I was too persistent and demanding, as well as times when I was too lazy to squeeze out any drop of juice from my brain. In this whole process, I have grown closer to them and the prospect of not seeing them anymore on an almost weekly basis saddens me. I truly hope that the friendship we have forged will last and that we will keep in touch via facebook or email (since Elin is graduating and Brooks is going back to China! I’m the only one left in NUS! ). Thank you, Elin and Brooks. You guys are great!

As for the actual oral presentation, I do think that I was not fluent and engaging enough. I have tried to think of jokes and pictures to spice things up, but I couldn’t seem to find appropriate ones. There were also instances when I stammered. In addition, I was paranoid that the computer and pointer was not responsive (how could that even be? I must be over-paranoid) and thus, I kept stealing glances at the slides when I actually placed two pieces which detailed sequence of slides on the table. All in all, I do not think I was convincing either. Perhaps I should have provided clearer links between the points.

These are all, but my own opinion. What do my dear classmates think? Feel free to let me know! Any feedback will be highly appreciated. Thanks! =) 

Cultural Conflict

I once found myself in a very uneasy situation where several eyes were staring at me, conveying their disapproval of what I had done. My face burned under their displeasure, and I did not know what to do, except to look down on the floor and pretended nothing was wrong. Thankfully, the door in front of me was soon opened. A lady emerged and I quickly rushed into that small cubicle she just vacated, locked the door and started to reflect. What had I done wrong?

The above situation took place years ago, when I first came to study in Singapore. The first few weeks were shocking for me, as I experienced culture shocks, one after another. However, of all these culture differences that I experienced, the episode at the crowded toilet of a shopping mall is the one I will never forget.

I am not sure about gentleman’s toilet, but I have observed that the ladies’ in crowded shopping malls are identical with long queue. Singaporeans queue in one straight line before the army of cubicles and whichever cubicle that is vacated later will be taken by the first person in the queue. However, this is not how we queue in Indonesia. There, we stood in front of cubicles of our choice. For example, if I have stood in front of cubicle A, then I am only entitled to enter into cubicle A. Even if cubicle B is vacated and I happen to arrive before the lady who is standing in front of cubicle B, she is the one entitled to use cubicle B, and not me.  

Unaware of the queuing culture in Singapore, I conveniently stood in front of a cubicle when I first used the public toilet. I was unaware that the long line was made up of people who are queuing for the cubicles. I even thought that they were simply waiting for their friends, as they were standing before the lines of cubicles and not in front of each cubicle!

I later related this experience to my mentor, who explained to me about the queuing culture in Singapore. I then learned that cutting a queue is considered very rude and frowned upon.

I have learned a valuable lesson to be more aware of cultural differences so as to avoid being in hot soup situations in the future.

help me for my other survey. =)

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Sheila