The story should start from yesterday.
Today is the submission date for our project work written report. Yesterday, everyone was rushing for it. We chose not to meet up in school so we were doing our own parts. Eventually, our whole report had 5000++ words and the word limit is 3000. At the same time, 3 of the group members were adding pictures and inserting footnotes to the report, individually. Then, the group leader received 3 written reports with pictures and footnotes.
As there was no enough time to combine everything, the leader chose the one which was sent to him first. So, the main thing now is to cut words. The good thing is, when we handed in the report, we did not exceed the word limit. (Is this a good thing?) So the whole night was spent reading through the written report over and over again and transforming words to diagrams, charts etc.
However, there were still many more things to do. Identify the sources of our pictures, appendix, bibliography, change to the standard font size, spacing…..Then I remembered some random people told me that it’s not necessary to have bibliography, so I just did the appendix as my leader said he would do the rest. And I was so happy when he said he would do the rest.
And it was during dinner time of yesterday that I knew that we had to have 2 soft copies and 2 hard copies. Luckily someone in the group has CDs and we were saved.
The climax came in the morning. WR has to be submitted by 9am. At 8.30am, our group leader, the only person holding on to the latest version of our WR, did not turn up in school and did not answer any of our calls. We chose to believe that he was printing the report as he told me he would print it at Ngee Ann Poly in the morning. Until around 8.40, I just felt that something was not right and my stupid phone was running out of battery. Then we started to look for his house phone number which apparently no one had except for Mr Chow. And I don’t know what was wrong with his house phone so we asked for his parents number. After busy calling here and there, finally, his mum answered her phone. And after a very long explanation on the situation to his mum, she woke him up.
Thank God there was something called E-mail in the world. So we printed the report and got everything done in school. It was around 9.30 I guess. Our teacher generously extended the due time to 10am. When we were happily submitting the WR to the teacher and preparing to go for breakfast, teacher told us that bibliography was important and we didn’t indicate the sources of our pictures and stuff. So, we had to go search for sources and put them together nicely. And it cost us one and a half hour. We submitted our written report at 11am with amendments here and there and we kept the teacher waiting for at least 20 minutes.
It may sound boring here. But for a group which was submitting work which will contribute to their A level results, it was scary enough. So now we all have Daniel Ng’s house and parents phone number, and we will not forget to do bibliography, no more letting only one person to hold on to everything and of course, no more last minute work.
