Begin with the end in mind,

See death as the final destination

Someone who long for a rejuvenation of childhood innocent in this world of hypocrisy and irony... Someone who long for a touch of love in this cold and heartless strange land... Like a fallen angel, heaven seems to be so near, yet so far from me... Begin with the end in mind. Think death as the destination, As we edge closer to it everyday I love you

Saturday, March 25, 2006

i really dunno

i wun know for sure. juz tell me straight. i dislike speculation. juz yes or no. at least i wld be moving and not hesitating.



end of my first week teaching, and feel rather satisfied. asked my kids to write down some info and also some views. one of the qns i asked is "what do u think of mr.lew?"

and i am gonna keep these papers with me for my entire life. i feel much more happier and touched reading these than reading those bdae or parting cards from my classmates. maybe kids mean what they write in every word, even though they might be too young and kiddish to give judicious and balanced views.

until now, i will still adhere to my principle of giving my students respect and trying to reason with them instead of shouting instructions and scolding them. a lot of my colleagues advised me to do otherwise. But well, i will do it my way as i have always been. i m young new rebellous.

oh america, are u a reality or an unreachable dream?
oh love, are u near or far? real or imagined?
oh peace, do u ever exist?

oh hamlet. oh kurei.

1 Comments:

  • At 10:24 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    hey prof..gotta tell ya it's a firm no....

    sheryl

     

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