Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Receiving Postcard from Someone



Dear Manesh,

Thank you, friend, for all the things
That mean so much to me
For concern and understanding.

Thanks for listening with your heart;
For cheering me when I'm blue;
For bringing out the best in me;
And just for being you.

Thanks for in depth conversation
That stimulates my brain;
For silly times we laugh out loud;
For things I can't explain.

For all the time you spend;
For all the kind things that you do,
Thank you; thank you, friend.

Dance, Dance
'Til it's played to the end
Dance, Dance
With a smile
My truly brave friend

Love,,
-Nigel-

Monday, October 12, 2009

The last standing tree on earth

It was the last tree standing
On the prairie’s boundless ground
Harassed by the winds and rain alike
It stood alone, calm, strong
Gently holding on to its last leaves...

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

A Vacation


Okay so my family and I went to the beach for our vacation, so it was our last night there and so we decided to park the car on a street and spend some time on the boardwalk, because we had rented a house and we had to be out of there at a certain time.

So we spent like one and a half on the boardwalk so my dad tries to go and find the car, BUT he misread the street name, so my mom my brother my other sister and my other sister and myself were waiting on the boardwalk for my dad to pick us up. So we wait for about 3 hours, so my mom starts crying and so do my sister thinking my dad was passed out or something [high blood pressure] but my sister excuse for crying was " She was cold and wanted to go home", [lol] because no one else besides my mom and she(sister) were crying. So then my moms going crazy saying I has no feelings because I’m not worried.

So we go to the police station on the boardwalk, and the police guy says there was no reported accidents. So we wait another 30 minutes and my dad FINALLY comes back, says he couldn't find the street name and had to use someone's phone! My moms face was all blotchy and we got back at like 3:30 in the MORNING!

My Favorite Fictional Character


Fictional characters possess all of the power of real people when it comes to influencing and changing lives.
Optimus Prime (Transformers): "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings," says Optimus Prime, the most awesome robot-that-transforms-into-a-truck in the known universe. On my My Facebook page, Optimus is the only person listed that I'd like to meet; not because I wouldn't like to meet Gandhi or Jesus or Pete Townshend, but because meeting Optimus Prime would be so awesome!

Seriously, there's something about this character that captures the imaginations of boys from my generation. He's a warrior-king, but he's also incredibly gentle; he's an unwilling (but extremely skilled) soldier in a war he didn't choose, marooned on a world that isn't his home, and he puts his life on the line over and over again for people (humans) who are just as likely to shoot at him as his enemies. Optimus Prime's death in the 1986 Transformers: the Movie (Whoops, did I spoil a plot point of a 22-year-old movie for you?) made me cry at age 14, and moves me even now. It's hard to qualify why Optimus is such a huge part of my childhood. All I can figure is that he fills the space that early Spider-Man did for the generation previous: an icon of the honorable, responsible use of power for right regardless of what the world at large thinks of you.

Also, he's a robot that transforms into a truck.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A Bored Gifted Student

Samuel is 17 years old, he have short hair, and a pair of big round eyes. He is very quiet in class. He is academically gifted student. His Mother recalled feeling shocked a few years earlier when she received a call from the principal of her 8-year-old son’s school saying that the boy was failing arithmetic. How could this be happening, she thought. The boy had started kindergarten two years early because he was mature and generally academically gifted, with a special talent in mathematics.

When the professor spoke to her son’s teacher, she discovered that the boy was doing extremely well on his examinations, but wasn’t bothering to do the homework assignments, which he found boring. She solved the child’s (and the school’s) problem by using a two-pronged approach. She persuaded her son to do his homework to keep the school happy. She also hired a college student to teach him algebra so that he’d feel challenged instead of bored.

Although Samuel is gifted student but he find it difficult to used his ability in doing homework assigments. Futher more he struggles to understand his extra ordinary gift. Thus he could not do his homeworks, despite all the advices given.