The man that hath no music in himself
Nor is moved with concord of sweet sounds
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils
The motions of his spirit are dull as night
And his affections dark as Erebus
Let no such man be trusted
Shakespeare’s Merchant of Venice, Act V, Scene I
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A Mosaic of 100 Songs
Having been taught by Mr. Kong for three years, beginning in Form 1 and ending in Form 7, I would feel gravely amiss if I do not put in a word or two about the English teacher that I know and deeply respect.
I first entered Wah Yan in 1966 and Mr. Kong was teaching Reading in my Form 1C class. At that time, of all teachers, he was the most feared. Like a drill sergeant in the US Army that one saw in the films, he was very strict with us. He would make anyone who misbehaved in class stand on top of the desk or slap the palm of his hand with a ruler made of either wood or steel. While he was teaching or reading a passage, nobody dared to chat. Continue reading …