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Chairman; Guo Dong
Vice-chairman: Li Qing


01; Ang Man Ling; Band; 26o494'
02; Cao Lei Lei; CO; o11092'
03; Chay Pui Shan; Band; 10o594'
04; Cheryl Lim; CO; o3o894'
05; Cheryl Yeo; NPCC; 15o294'
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28; Marcus Liau; Volleyball; (?)
29; Ong Yu Bryan; Dragon Boat; 241294'
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37; Victor Chang; Volleyball; (?)
38; Wan Ming Kang; Band; 30o494'
39; Yim Chia Hui; SJAB; (?)
40; Tommy Yuen; Volleyball; (?)




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CME: Mr Senan
Art: Ms Ow
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008

His footsteps fell lightly onto the wet ground of the sewers. He swayed a little, righted himself, then continued, his movements were jerky, like that of a drunk. For the fact, he was, nothing else but that.

His face was young though, only about nine, with a set of curious eyes, now dulled over partially by the forced drink and the other by what he had went through. His hair was slick, coal black, wet with sweat. He stank too, which was something he could not have helped. He lived in the sewers, for he was an orphan of the war.

But he survived where others would not, he went through foraging after the opening of the gate, fought off Tictacs, reached the Resistance alive.

He stumbed forwards again, tears in his eyes as he remembered the events that had brought him to here. Even now, with the pain of remembering, it was just as good as dead. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. The lyrics of a long forgotten song went through his head.

He stumbled, this time, he fell, slipped into the rushing torrents of the sewers.
He made no struggle.
-Schatten
In the midst of death, there is life.- Resistance motto.


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