Thursday, March 11, 2010

Teach-Touch-Taught

I want to be a teacher, who teaches not only things that must be learned in the school, nor a teacher who extracts information from the book, but also impart that I learned outside the four corners of the school building. I tried to live with this value but unfortunately I am now, yes, I am violating my own law.
In December 2009, I was thrilled by the news by the result in the blog that I passed the licensure exam. My friends had known earlier that I passed the Licensure exam unfortunately they had not called because they have not seen my name in the roll of passers. But they do not know that in my school my co-teachers is sharing my joy as I jump for my victory, I proceed in my class heads-up; walking as if the result is intoxicating drug.
Jumping with joy, I had gone to DJC halo halo and ordered some refreshment with my friend.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

I hate to be fooled

There is a man who is known for his foolishness, but luckily he does not know it because he is a fool. No one can fool this man, since his foolishness is inborn; it just comes out the natural way. Luckily he does not know it because he is a fool.
Whenever someone tries to call him in that infamous name, he does not care; he does not even know the meaning of what they are saying. He seems like a superstar and became the talk of the town; everyone knows him. That fool is the one reading this; he does not even know that he is being fooled, and from then on there has been a man who was known for his foolishness.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Powerful

My new ball pen can write things that are good to the eyes. It writes great description in things perceived by the sense of sight which eventually tickles the brain and sends an overwhelming feeling that are felt by the heart. It seems like an extension of my heart, it may not have a blood, but it functions like a connective tissue which connects my brain to my fingers which sends message to your brain.
This ball pen may not be as incredible as Hulk, but this can be as destructive or can even be more destructive than villains in your favorite comic books or the monsters in your favorite T.V. network, because this can be used as weapon that can ruin other peoples honor, but the organ between my ears are rational enough not to do that. Most of all, my new pen is very talented since it was able to tell the world what I am feeling right now.