Thursday, July 30, 2009
Captured Thoughts
A thousand cotton thoughts melt over my head yesterday,
A hundred of them stayed.
Of those who made nest in my head,
Only a few were important in my heart.
Many thoughts wheeze by today,
Some are out to condemn
Some are out to praise
Some are out to tempt
Some are out to give me strength.
Which are the thoughts that should remain?
I know
But I can’t control.
Which are the thoughts that should go?
I know
But I can’t control.
A thousand cotton thoughts will melt over my head tomorrow
A hundred of them will probably stay.
Of those who made nest in my head,
Only a few will be important in my heart.
Many of those thoughts wheeze by the next day I’m sure,
Some are out to condemn
Some are out to praise
Some are out to tempt
Some are out to give me strength.
Will I not allow negative thoughts to ruin me?
Will I allow positive thoughts to saturate me?
I know.
I will choose to control.
Miss D.C (July 30, 2009)
This poem is dedicated to those of you who find it hard to break your thinking patterns, when you find that you are very much affected by the unnecessary thoughts going on in your mind. The poem repeats itself, just like some negative thoughts that doesn’t seem to go away in your mind. Don’t bow down to these thoughts, which will affect your mood and actions. Hold on to the helpful thoughts. Choose to think that the glass is half full, not half empty. Choose to focus your mind on worthy things – especially on this last lap towards examinations.
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 4:19 PM
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 12:15 AM
Friday, July 17, 2009
Have you ever felt the fuzzy kind of warmth and know that it's very precious and nice?
No, not necessary the romantic kind. But the sort of sweetness and comfortable warmth that can exist because of friendships, parent-child, teacher-student, neighbours, etc etc?
Upon reflection, I am thankful for that this week.
I thoroughly enjoy coming in for temperatures in the morning (so we can get to touch base & meet).
I enjoy our interactions - oh and yes I hope the inspirational posters are going to be helpful too.
Thanks for the warmth - the lovely cookies, the bunch of you who insisted that I must finish the oreo donut, the many of you who share your little life experiences with me, the conversations during lessons... and just for being in Sec 4C.
With that, I shall store these memories and look forward to telling my grandchildren (haha) in the future.
I'm looking forward to your answers to the 10 cme questions today :)
Have a diligent weekend - it's 96 days to O levels.
Love,Ms Chan
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 3:17 PM
Friday, July 10, 2009
WISHING DENG JU A SPEEDY RECOVERY!
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 11:22 PM
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
IN SESSION
MOTHER TONGUE: O LEVELS
4C is in the midst of studying for their O levels and doing well for it.
They are getting into the rhythm for it and pushing their engine.
Do Not Disturb.
Thank You.
Just. Do. It.
*Yes it's time. Before all the sand fills up the hourglass.*
FT.
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 1:29 PM
Friday, July 3, 2009
2ND IN BOSSA BALL!!!!!!
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 11:19 PM
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Dear diary,
I was pleasantly surprised to see 4C playing bossaball today. More than pleasantly in fact.
I made sure I stayed back to watch and support them - and their performance was beyond wonders.
I saw blue tee people walking around, and I wondered how they will fare. In my heart, I told myself - as long as they did their best, I am always proud of them.
Oh my - it turned out that I ended up being more proud of them than I thought I would. Seems like a very drastic extreme from how I was upset.
I marvelled at the unity in voices - when many screamed "4C!!! 4C!!!"
I beamed with quiet pride at the sportsmanship that they tried to display.
I nodded quietly when I saw that no one blamed each other - but supported each other.
I saw that it was like a very closely knitted bunch of youths - both on court, and off that floaty thing.
I also saw the determination on the faces - the yells of triumph each time.
I also saw the shouts of encouragement throughout.
It was a fighting spirit that will be deeply etched in my mind - the never-say-no spirit.
TO FIGHT!
this attitude...oh let this be in their lives and in their studies too please
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 6:31 PM
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Hope
by Brian Quinn
When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.
A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.
Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.
Build on your hope, one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.
A poem very apt for those of you who are down in the dumps. The person who wrote this poem is a very simple person, but went through very tough times, who lost all hope and was in a state of despair. He found a glimmer of hope and life, and walked out of his life problem. So you can do too. Have HOPE.
OUR HOPE STARTS @ 9:24 PM
