(PART 1)

2009-04-04 20:48:25

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 well,I am really happy to see that  you are so carried away by the school life and making every effort to be better.On the other hand,I can not help denying whether the school life is so good as you said. What should I do ?Too bored,too frivolous,when I am smileing ,in most respects,I am not happy,even angry possiblely.In a nutshell, I had enough of it.How strongly a desire struck me that  I rather become a nun living in another 

(PART 2)

Though I still have my share of negative thinking and behaving, I require myself not to get it out on too many people. That is because I know the world is already negative enough without my adding to it. I myself sometimes feel that life is too boring and frivolous, but I know it will not become any better even if I shout it out to the whole world. It is OK if we complain about life once in a while (complaining is in some ways a necessary part of our life), but we should never allow us to become addicted to complaining. Once we do that, we let go of our control of our own life. Frustrating as life may seem, I am always making my own difference so that I know that it is still my life. Just like you, once I also had the desire to become a hermit and cut myself off from the rest of

Now I am just sitting alone in this large office and have it all to myself, with my mind going blank. With the melody of one of my favorite English songs, killing me softly with his song, my thoughts drifted away. I remember that when my first day as a class teacher was about to draw to an end, I felt as if a whole week had passed until it suddenly occurred to me that it was just a day. However, when I look back on this week, it felt like a blur. Time went by so fast that I didn't have a chance to get as many things done as I would like to. I had so many things on mind, only to find that they turned out as a strong sense of guilt because of my failure to put them to practice. At times like this, it is not easy being me.

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Over four hours have passed and I am still not sure how I can continue this article of mine. Being posted so late, this article can

I finally managed to put aside some time for the preparation of this blog so that I wouldn't have to grab a taxi home because of my failure to catch the school bus. The busy work as a class teacher as well as a teacher of English seems to have drained most of my time and inspiration--the latter of which wasn't much in the first place. On top of that, few, if not none, of my students are willing to share any of their stories with me.  I guess it is because I am still somewhere between the two ends of the generation gap or they are just too busy dreaming of setting fire to the school. If they succeeded, they would be able to take a few days off or at least wouldn't have to worry about the possibility of having to attend classes on Sundays.

For the reasons mentioned above, I am going to start today's blog with my friend and the best teacher I have ever met--Brian Barrons.

I finally managed to put aside some time for the preparation of this blog so that I wouldn't have to grab a taxi home because of my failure to catch the school bus. The busy work as a class teacher as well as a teacher of English seems to have drained most of my time and inspiration--the latter of which wasn't much in the first place. On top of that, few, if not none, of my students are willing to share any of their stories with me.  I guess it is because I am still somewhere between the two ends of the generation gap or they are just too busy dreaming of setting fire to the school. If they succeeded, they would be able to take a few days off or at least wouldn't have to worry about the possibility of having to attend classes on Sundays.

For the reasons mentioned above, I am going to start today's blog with my friend and the best teacher I have ever met--Brian Barrons.

Lask week, i asked myself, 'Could my life be any busier?' Well, i have yet to find.Through this week, i have been overwhelmed with work, desperate to meet a variety deadlines. Thereis always one more lesson to prepare, one more meeting to attend and one more student to talk to.Right now, I am making every effort to post a decent article on my blog before i leave work for home, where there is no access to the Internet.

The students are not under any less pressure than I am. The sight of so many pressure-stricken faces brought me back to my college time. The life I then dreamt of is so much different from the one I am leading now. However, that doesn't seem to stop me from feeling good about being myself. Why? I think maybe it is because I am able to learn to live life as it is and live it to the fullest.

As the saying goes,'Love me, love my dog'. If we are true lovers of life, we ought to accept everything about it. The life in

The gentle breeze is now blowing the breath of spring across the land and we often feel happy for no reason. But yes! There is a reason. This is a time of renewal. This is spring and there is a world of new things for us to explore!

I almost admire myself for the courage to start this blog. One reason is that this internet cafe in the city of Funshun is horribly smoky. I am sure that when i return to the house of my parents in law, i will certainly smell like a pack of cigarettes. But that is almost nothing when compared with the other reason. Two articles i carefully prepared for this blog just vanished somehow, one from my memory and the other from the internet. I finished the former before you guys finished the final tests. Just when i was about to post it, it was nowhere to be seen though i remembered clearly storing it in my reliable memory stick. I am sure that is understandable to most of you given what my memory has done to two of my previous cellphones. What really drives me crazy is the latter. I even double checked the article after i posted it on the blog on a computer in our compute

I am going to post the blog early this week, because I am not sure if i will have the time tomorrow. Things just keep piling up all the way.My regular school schedule alone is tight enough.Now some teachers and students from the UK are coming to visit our school and I (and many other teachers of English) will make time to serve as their guides and translators. I've also got some personal affairs to see to and my pain in the leg is adding to my suffering. It seems that fate can always come up with a way to keep me from being too free and relaxed.^_^

For the reasons I mentioned above, I may not have enough time to ask my students to hand in stories to write about, so this blog will mainly about myself.Students from Class 1 might want to be prepared, for it will be your turn next week.

The following article is from a student from Class 4. I was pretty tough on class 4 for the past couple of days. I hope they don't mind my having to do so and understand the reason behind it-it is so much better to discipline yourself than to have yourself disciplined by others.

I really like this article, especially so when i realize with sadness that not many people have the patience to write their feelings down and even share them with others. I always believe that it is people of this kind that make the world so charming. Here is the article.

During the vocation, i have always been dreaming of almost everything about my senior high school life and looking forward to its beginning with so much eagerness. Once it started, however, it just didn't seem that beautiful.  

During the first day of my senior high, I was so overwhelmed by

(2008-09-26 14:07:37)

Guess what? I received an E-mail from my former teacher(an American) and anot