I Don't know where to start,
because I don't know when there will be an end.
Almost all of my life we've had each other.
We've laughed together,
Cried together,
Yelled at each other,
And lied to each other.
But there is another thing, too.
I'm not so blind to see,
How much you are like me.
In my heart I know that everything I do,
Will somehow have an effect on you.
I try so hard to always set a good example,
But I know in the past I have given you bad samples.
Life isn't easy,
And when it's not,
I wanna be there to guide your way with you.
When I'm torn between choices,
I always wonder how each one might effect you today.
I know there've been times when maybe I did the wrong thing,
But now I can really see just how careful I need to be.
You'll make mistakes,
Take the wrong road instead of the right,
But don't ever let people tear you down,
Always put up a fight.
Most of all I want you to know,
That no matter where I am,
What I'm doing,
Or who I'm with,
If you are in trouble in life,
I'll drop everything, and be there in seconds to give you my advice.
I want to say I will end this message with something special,
But it would be a lie,
Because there will never be an end,
What we have together will never die.
By,
Kristine Anna Usselman, USA
I really liked this poem so I thought I should post it here ^_^
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Truth or Lie?
If I said I'm a lier, would that be telling the
truth or lying?
This is a real quiz that only HUMANS can
solve, no artificial intellegence can!!
It can't be true, because if it was, then I
just said the truth now therefore I can't be
a liar!
I can't be lying either, because if I was,
then I am not lier, but wait... that means I
just said the truth......
AAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!
truth or lying?
This is a real quiz that only HUMANS can
solve, no artificial intellegence can!!
It can't be true, because if it was, then I
just said the truth now therefore I can't be
a liar!
I can't be lying either, because if I was,
then I am not lier, but wait... that means I
just said the truth......
AAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!
the diary of a teacher
I was a little nervous. My very first job interview. I sat outside the ... wait a sec. I don't know his job title in English.. so, i'll go for vice principal (even though he's a different guy in our school systems).
ANYWAY, I sat outsie his office waiting and wondering. I met a friend of mine the other day, and he told me this school needed a teacher. So, I just came to look around. I never looked for a job before. EVER!! The only jobs I had was helping my family with house errands or helped with my Dad when he had a shop.
It wasn't long before I called in. I walked, and to my surprise, the vice principal was a teacher who taught me in High school. He greeted me excitely and asked me for the reason I was there. I explained to him how my friend, Helmi, told me that they needed an English teacher. I pointed out my excellent grade in English as I graduated, which he already knew. I was very well
known in high school for my good language (both Arabic and English).
So, after a few words with him. He took my hand, and guided me out of his office, up the stairs, into a class room filled with students, and said "Kids, this is your new English teacher!".... and he left! He left me there on my own with 25 7th graders. And believe me, I knew that those kids were sniffing the fear from me.
It went well, really! I was REALLY lucky, because they were the best class in the entire school. I talked to them a little, to get over my stage fright ^.^" and made "connection" with them. it wasn't long before I was the favourite teacher in the school. When ever a teacher calls in sick, the studnets come BEGGING me to cover for him. You don't find many teachers who tell you about legends, myths, great stories, and anime! Plus, sometimes I teach them a few
101 how to draw manga. There wasn't an art class in the school, and there weren't much activities around. I made a small scout group. It was really fun. I really worked hard for everyone.
But, it didn't have a happy ending. My youngest sister was sick. My dad didn't trust the doctors in Yemen. I finished up my classes two weeks earlier. I've talked to the vice principal, the teachers and the students and explained my situation. Everything went fine, I prepared the the finals and all, I made them extra easy (not too hard to fail, not too easy for losers to get high grades!). All is well, except that the principal came and ruined it all!
The principal was... hmm.. a JACKASS!! A real jerk! He denied me to go, asking to bring someone to "cover" for me. The last English teacher didn't just leave, he ran away! Our salaries were always late, lots of problems with the darn principal who's always never around unless there's trouble, which he happens to put some oil on the little fire. I was the #1 teacher, said by every single person in the school. Always 1st to come, last to leave, well dressed and well behaved. And he just came in, in my last day before I had to go to Saudi, he said that I can't go.
It was impossible for me to find someone to replace me. The school had a bad reputation of mistreating teachers. And there's only 2 weeks left for the school to end before the finals, who'd take such a lousy job? The V.P. helped me, along with the other teachers stood by my side. I left and he still owes me 15 days worth of salary. I never went back. I started the University, and couldn't work at the same time. After a while, I noticed that I really need money, and I need a job too. So, I went to an institute in Mukalla. I met with the manager, and then met the owner who's a teacher there. I got the job. I occasionly teach English there, if I don't have exams or anything big at the university.
Fellow students, please go to your teachers and tell them that you appreciate them, coming everyday, being patient and understanding to us, and most of all...
being there for us when we need help, in normal knowledge of life...
Thank you, all my teachers!
ANYWAY, I sat outsie his office waiting and wondering. I met a friend of mine the other day, and he told me this school needed a teacher. So, I just came to look around. I never looked for a job before. EVER!! The only jobs I had was helping my family with house errands or helped with my Dad when he had a shop.
It wasn't long before I called in. I walked, and to my surprise, the vice principal was a teacher who taught me in High school. He greeted me excitely and asked me for the reason I was there. I explained to him how my friend, Helmi, told me that they needed an English teacher. I pointed out my excellent grade in English as I graduated, which he already knew. I was very well
known in high school for my good language (both Arabic and English).
So, after a few words with him. He took my hand, and guided me out of his office, up the stairs, into a class room filled with students, and said "Kids, this is your new English teacher!".... and he left! He left me there on my own with 25 7th graders. And believe me, I knew that those kids were sniffing the fear from me.
It went well, really! I was REALLY lucky, because they were the best class in the entire school. I talked to them a little, to get over my stage fright ^.^" and made "connection" with them. it wasn't long before I was the favourite teacher in the school. When ever a teacher calls in sick, the studnets come BEGGING me to cover for him. You don't find many teachers who tell you about legends, myths, great stories, and anime! Plus, sometimes I teach them a few
101 how to draw manga. There wasn't an art class in the school, and there weren't much activities around. I made a small scout group. It was really fun. I really worked hard for everyone.
But, it didn't have a happy ending. My youngest sister was sick. My dad didn't trust the doctors in Yemen. I finished up my classes two weeks earlier. I've talked to the vice principal, the teachers and the students and explained my situation. Everything went fine, I prepared the the finals and all, I made them extra easy (not too hard to fail, not too easy for losers to get high grades!). All is well, except that the principal came and ruined it all!
The principal was... hmm.. a JACKASS!! A real jerk! He denied me to go, asking to bring someone to "cover" for me. The last English teacher didn't just leave, he ran away! Our salaries were always late, lots of problems with the darn principal who's always never around unless there's trouble, which he happens to put some oil on the little fire. I was the #1 teacher, said by every single person in the school. Always 1st to come, last to leave, well dressed and well behaved. And he just came in, in my last day before I had to go to Saudi, he said that I can't go.
It was impossible for me to find someone to replace me. The school had a bad reputation of mistreating teachers. And there's only 2 weeks left for the school to end before the finals, who'd take such a lousy job? The V.P. helped me, along with the other teachers stood by my side. I left and he still owes me 15 days worth of salary. I never went back. I started the University, and couldn't work at the same time. After a while, I noticed that I really need money, and I need a job too. So, I went to an institute in Mukalla. I met with the manager, and then met the owner who's a teacher there. I got the job. I occasionly teach English there, if I don't have exams or anything big at the university.
Fellow students, please go to your teachers and tell them that you appreciate them, coming everyday, being patient and understanding to us, and most of all...
being there for us when we need help, in normal knowledge of life...
Thank you, all my teachers!
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