Dear Ma'am Mae,
Thank you for being a good teacher and a good mother for us. I really admired you because you're so talented and you uplifted my spirit whenever I'm down. Thank for being a good model for everyone. I will always remember your lessons. I hope this simple thank you would mean a lot for you. Again, THANK YOU!
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About Me
Saturday, September 25, 2010
"Thank You" Note (INFORMAL THEME NO. 5)
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"My Teacher, My Hero" (INFORMAL THEME NO. 4)
A teacher who teaches her students
To be honest and to be diligent
It was you who made my life excellent.
You are a hero who showed great courage,
A hero whom I admire in this place.
Your good qualities, Oh so true!
When I remember your lessons,
I feel glad and not in blue.
You are a great teacher,
A hero for the seasons,
All your teachings I will remember,
From now until forever.
A teacher who shared her talent,
Her skill in speaking, dancing, and singing,
Which in my head kept on ringing.
An inspiration in my life to bring.
You faced problems courageously
This act delighted me highly.
Now, I know that giving up,
Is just a small thing for me to tap.
Thank you, my teacher,
And a great gratitude, my hero.
I hope this appreciation might do,
For I will always remember you.
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Friday, September 10, 2010
My Future Will Not Copy Fair My Past (Sonnet 42)
My future will not copy fair my past---
I wrote that once; and thinking at my side
My ministering life--angel justified
The word by his appealing look upcast.
To the white throne of God I turn atlast,
And there, saw thee, not unallied
To angels in thy soul! Then I,long tried
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff.
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
I seek no copy now of life's first half
Leave here the ages with long musing curled,
And write me new my future's epigraph.
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How Do I Love Thee (Sonnet 43) INFORMAL THEME NO. 3
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways
I love thee to the to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace
I love thee to the level of everyday's
most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with passion put to use
In my old griefs, and in my childhood's faith.
With my old saints---I love thee with the breath
Smiles, tears, of all my life!---and if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
In the poem of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, she enumerated the ways on how she can show her love to her husband.
She said that her love for him is infinite or endless. She always love him---day or night. She loves him freely, purely, and with passion.
She loves him with all of her life whether in happiness or sadness. If she dies, she will still love him, even better.
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Saturday, September 4, 2010
PINK (INFORMAL THEME NO. 1)
It's pretty obvious that my favorite color is PINK. I love pink because I think it's the color for the girls. I wish someday that all the scenarios in the whole world is PINK. I know that it's impossible but it's possible in my dreams. If this happens, i would be the happiest girl in the whole world!.
Most of my friends doesn't like this color. I don't know but, they have great hatred in PINK. They say that it's yucky or somewhat disgusting. I know that every people has their own opinions so, I respect them. I hope that they would also respect mine.
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Read Your Bible, Pray Everyday (INFORMAL THEME NO. 2)
"Read your Bible, pray everyday, and you'll grow,grow, grow.." The truth is in the lyrics of the song. Reading the bible and praying everyday has a great effect on our lives. You can learn many things from the bible and you can talk to God every time you pray.
Let us make these ways as our daily habit. God gave us 24 hours in a day. Let us not forget to give time for Him. Even an hour would do.
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