My Recollections In NUS
Real Estate
It is never my first choice. NIE is my first
I realize it is not as simple to be a teacher
My friend just told me that it is about understanding the hearts of the students
How many people can do that?
Thus real estate is a stepping-stone for me
To learn to absorb,
Study is not about a piece of paper
Its skills and experience that prepares me to the next stage
Thus I never regret
Friends
4 years of friendship
The tie that links the intangible heart of one person to another
Friendship is the most beautiful and powerful treasure
But u know some will stay, some will go
People change, people are complex
How many will say, ‘ I will never forget about u’?
One, two, hard to say
But treating friends is always like a mirror to me
If u treats them sincerely, they in turn will treat u back fairly
It’s a matter of staying true to how u treat people well
No agenda, no hiding, no suspense
Friendship is determined by the way we live our lives
Thus when I live well, treat people well
People will embrace u back
Teachers
It is not easy to become a good educator
How many lecturers have gained my respect?
Only a few, Joseph, Ya, he is arrogant
But arrogant = confidence, confidence to affect people
Belinda, she is so dedicated about planning
For this point, I respect her love for her profession
Faishal, cause he is lenient to me in my thesis
Thus he deserve my mention
Any more, cannot think of any
Many are researchers
Why they teach?
To pass the knowledge
But knowledge is insufficient
The wisdom to inspire students is important
Student Division
Oh man, I will miss it
I will miss the comrades there
But the bond between good comrades never ends
Its different educational paths, different lives
But same goals and mindset
(Who, what, where, how )can separate the bond of Burno and Rossi in Eternal city
None
Books
Classics are great; they nourish me more than anything else
Eternal city
Crime and punishment
Count of the Monte Cristo
Les Miserables
Great and noble authors
I want to a conqueror
Every city there is a great author
Every city there is a great story
I want to conquer them
Time is the hindrance and No time is an excurse
I want conquer time as well to continue conquering books
JTC
It’s enormous happiness and joy when I signed for JTC
It’s a challenge that I fight for it
It’s a victory that I will embrace it
The road is long as I am still at the starting mark
There are three types of people in the world
One who is indispensable to others
One who presence does not really make a difference
One who creates troubles
I want to the one that creates value in the company
I want to the one that the company values my contribution cause I am irreplaceable
Can I do it ?
Yes I can!
Will I still remember my dream to become an educator?
Yes I will!
BOO SAN
My dear is the sweetest thing in my life
Who can replace her place in my heart?
It’s impossible
Why she loves me so much?
It’s unthinkable
What we can both achieve?
It’s unbelievable
Monday, 30 April 2007
Tuesday, 3 April 2007
Apple Tree
Apple Tree
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore."The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them.""Sorry, but I don't have money... but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money."The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said."I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?""Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house."So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said."I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?""Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you... " the tree said."I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on""I am too old for that now" the boy said."I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears."I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied."Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore."The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them.""Sorry, but I don't have money... but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money."The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said."I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?""Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house."So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said."I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?""Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you... " the tree said."I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on""I am too old for that now" the boy said."I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears."I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied."Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad... When we grow up, we leave them... only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy.You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that's how all of us are treating our parent.
Limelight
Chaplin's Limelight
There is a scene in Limelight which Chaplin playing the part of Calvero, an aging performer encourages a young ballerina named Terry , who has lost all hope because her legs have ceome paralysed. He says to her:
Life is beautiful, magnificant thing! The trouble is you won't fight, you've given in , continually dwelling on sickness and death. But there's something just as inevitable as death, and that's life life life !
Think of the power that's in the universe moving the earth , growing the trees. And, that's tha same power within you !"
Life can be wonderful if you're not afraid of it. All it needs is courage, imagination and a little doe."
The Pretty Lady
The Pretty Lady
Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were travelling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk offered to carry the pretty lady across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk."How can big disciple brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?" thought the little monk. But he kept quiet. The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her. All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about the big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation. Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. "How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite." The big monk looked surprised and said, "I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?"
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This very old Chinese story reflects the thinking of many people today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt, sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go away. We keep on carrying the baggage of the "pretty lady" with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. WHY? Simply because we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the "pretty lady". We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the river, immediately after the unpleasant event is over. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over. It is just that simple.
Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were travelling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk offered to carry the pretty lady across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk."How can big disciple brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?" thought the little monk. But he kept quiet. The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her. All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about the big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation. Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. "How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite." The big monk looked surprised and said, "I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?"
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This very old Chinese story reflects the thinking of many people today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt, sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go away. We keep on carrying the baggage of the "pretty lady" with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. WHY? Simply because we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the "pretty lady". We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the river, immediately after the unpleasant event is over. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over. It is just that simple.
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