Insensitivity makes arrogance ugly; empathy is what makes humility beautiful.
- Renford Reese, Ph.D. Author, professor and founder of the Colorful Flags Program at Cal Poly Pomoma University.
From Starbucks
Insensitivity makes arrogance ugly; empathy is what makes humility beautiful.
- Renford Reese, Ph.D. Author, professor and founder of the Colorful Flags Program at Cal Poly Pomoma University.
From Starbucks
The greatest difficulty of travel is that one is forced to take oneself along.
- Alain de Botton, Author of The Consolations of Philosophy and the Architecture of Happiness.
Istanbul: Memories and the City by Orhan Pamuk
Snow by Orhan Pamuk
(I'm still writing the reviews...)
Me: On the square with a picture of a bear, draw pictures of things that bears eat. It must start with the letter B.
1st Grader Girl: I know! Berries!
Me: That's right! Who else knows what bears eat? Remember it has to start with a letter B!
1st Grader: Oh I know! Boy!
Once there was a girl named Abigail who was in love with a boy named Gregory. Gregory had an unfortunate accident and broke his glasses, Abigail, being a true friend, volunteered to take them to be repaired. But the repair shop was across the river, and during a flash flood the bridge was washed away. Poor Gregory could see nothing without his glasses, so Abigail was desperate to get across the river to the repair shop. While she was standing forlornly on the bank of the river, clutching the broke glasses in her hands, a boy named Sinbad glided by in a rowboat.
She Asked Sinbad if he would take her across, He greed to on the condition that while she was having the glasses repaired, she would go to a nearby store and steal a transistor radio that he had been wanting, Abigail refused to do this and went to see a friend named Ivan who has a boat.
When Abigail told Ivan her problem, he said he was too busy to help her out and didn’t want to be involved. Abigail, feeling that she has no other choice, returned to Sinbad and told him she would agree to his plan.
When Abigail returned the repaired glasses to Gregory, she told him what she had had to do. Gregory was so mad at what she had done he told her that he never wanted to see her again.
Abigail, upset, turned to Slug with her take of woe. Slug was so sorry for Abigail that he promised her he would get even with Gregory, They went to the school playground where Gregory was playing ball and Abigail watched happily while Slug beat Gregory up and broke his glasses.
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Rank these characters from “best” to “worst”. Give reasons for your decisions.
Keep Breathing - by Ingrid Michaelson
The storm is coming but I don't mind
People are dying, I close my blinds
All that i know is I'm breathing now
I want to change the world...instead I sleep
I want to believe in more than you and me
But all that I know is I'm breathing
All i can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing now
now
now
now
All that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing,
now
Ah! another 'chasing pavements' moment...
Last Saturday I saw him again. You know him, and unfortunately, I knew him too well now. After I prayed and waited for the hymn singing, I looked at him at the choir loft and wondered why I liked him the way I did (and probably still do). I liked sitting next to him, I liked bringing him food and talking about trivial things, I anticipate his actions, ergo I like him. But still this does not answer the first "why".I just couldn’t help but try to talk to him again. I know, it’s crazy and foolish and I should just stop trying to make him see me, because he wouldn't, even with his glasses on. I hate myself for trying to ask him out (yes I did it a few times). I just wanted to understand why he doesn’t want me and would not accept that it is simply that way. I even talked to him on the phone for 1 hour (again hurting myself in the process) and made a comment that I didn’t like, one after the other. I was caught several times trying hard to be agreeable and not look like I am ready to kill him.
So this evening as we talked he hit a chord on me. He told me one day I'll find someone for me and that maybe I should go and wave my passport at NAIA (Ninoy Aquino International Airport). Why did I keep him on the phone? Why do I talk to him when he irritates me with his off color jokes and insensitivity? Why do I stay and listen when all he can throw at me are cliche phrases that don't make sense?
I really should stop wondering about the "why" avoid him at all cost before I hit him with the hammer.All dressed in Love - Jennifer Hudson (SATC OST)
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