Hmmm
Undecided...
Hmmm
Undecided...
In this seemingly never ending end of what we call- life, I live.
I live in regrets and they make me who I am. But without regrets- I would not know, what I know today.
He who dwells much on his past, he will miss the present- which then in consequence- will cause him to ruin his future.
Oh so so stressed
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
To Madhuri: Personally, I don't think pathos is the problem. You must have the information and experience or the school wouldn't be having you onboard. Having only taught a few classes, let me mention that confidence of some sort is required for the classroom. You can summon it up. Yes? quasimodo1
I know what subject I need to teach, but, I have no experience in teaching. And, the school has not taken me, I will be going to this particular institute on behalf of an NGO as a volunteer. The school usually take anybody who is willing to take extra class. This school takes care of the worker class kids and those living in slum areas.Originally Posted by quasimodo1
About the confidence, I have decided to face the music, I will know on Sunday where I stand....
As long as you don't take the tac that the St. Joe nuns, Christian Bros. and the Jesuits on class order, i.e. brutal, tyrannical control with severe (sometimes physical) reprimands...teaching can be extemely gratifying and when the students really listen...inspiring. quasimodo1
frazzled!
'...A cast of your skull, sir, until the original is available, would be an ornament to any anthropological museum. It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.' --Dr. Mortimer, The Hound of the Baskervilles
Mapiraw
Excited, unbelieving & optimistic. I think that my life may have just taken a stunningly dramatic turn for the better. (I don't want to post about it in detail yet for fear of jinxing myself. I'll give it a week and if my luck holds, by then I'll be singing it from the rooftops!!)
Okay, the new day has just started bringing with it fear. Yeees, I feel scared. There is this big fat lizard with its black round small button-like eyes. It's very near me. And I fear to even move a muscle. If I would try to escape, it can jump upon me. It is just residing near the door, and it looks to me, that she doesn't want me to escape!
I feel really really scared. Hate this lizard! I feel like asking, "Aren't you satisfied living near the window that you have come out in the open, Miss Lizard? (Mr. Lizard, Mrs. Lizard or whatever!). "
All conspiracy stories are running in my mind. A lizard near one's window in the start of a new day is not a good omen. But what the hell? I don't believe that! But perhaps I do.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Me up at doesI feel really really scared. Hate this lizard! I feel like asking, "Aren't you satisfied living near the window that you have come out in the open, Miss Lizard? (Mr. Lizard, Mrs. Lizard or whatever!). "
out of the floor
quietly Stare
a poisoned mouse
still who alive
is asking What
have i done that
You wouldn't have
ee cummings
~
"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
~
That's touching! *feels a bit ashamed* We all want to see the world outside after all...
Was E.E. Cummings a vegetarian, Scher? Seems like one. But as I always say, even the best of us can be wrong at times!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
starting to feel sleepy.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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I am feeling good. I feel like laughing. I just saw what mum calls "the best bit" in Alien
No doubt but there is none other beeste comparable to the mightie dragon in awsome power and majestie, and few so worthie of the diligent studies of wise men - Gildas Magnus, Ars Draconis, 1465
Hm, good. Excited for running. I'll be running 40 miles a week soon and thats so great!
In this seemingly never ending end of what we call- life, I live.
I live in regrets and they make me who I am. But without regrets- I would not know, what I know today.
He who dwells much on his past, he will miss the present- which then in consequence- will cause him to ruin his future.
mmmm, tired, tired, tired
ah, also very very sleepy and physically hurting)
How Do I Love Thee?
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
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