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- Former adult teacher who loves island beaches. Happy homebody and family man; once devoted dog owner, now without Tashi, my Tibetan Terrier. I prefer the absurdity of the imagination to the absurdity of imagining nothing.
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16 comments:
Love watching September’s foggy and cold morning waiting for my daughters to wake, wrapping myself in the softness of the fluffy robe (no rush, it’s Sunday), listening to the whispering and bubbling of the kettle, smelling fresh, hot coffee and toast, the feeling you can get when you’re going to have Sunday breakfast.
Loved having a Sunday’s small talk with my mother, but now I’m just missing her a lot. Loved drinking Bosnian coffee, but now it’s too bitter for me.
Look at life as a roller-coaster of coffee-breaks, sometimes I get a small coffee-break, sometimes I get all Sunday.
100 words (September, 2013; Veronika Gasparovic )
Love seeing the sunrise on a warm summer day, waking up at the break of dawn to rush to the beach (Days off only!), hustling and bustling through the morning rush, swimming in cool lake water all day long , the feeling I get when I have spend the day at a beautiful lake.
Loved “burning the candle at both ends”, but now must “get back to reality”.
Loved wearing dresses and shorts, but am excited for fall fashion.
Look at like as a never ending bridge; although it may be long, it will always get you where you need to go.
102WORDS
Here I Am
Love sitting at my computer on Sunday mornings, perusing pages at Arts and Letters Daily, finding things I had never known, reading everything on a 23 inch LCD screen (a blessing for these old eyes), shaking my head at the world’s complexities, the feeling you get when knowledge is its own reward.
Loved creating web pages for Pearson ALC, but soon will be webmaster no more. Loved typing DOS commands, but know very few now know what I mean.
Look at life as a web of complexity infinitely bigger than the ‘net; know the Earth matters more.
—100 words; September 2013
Love watching smile on my little son’s face, who is growing so fast,
Hastening in the class like a schoolgirl falling in love at last ,
Running around like a madwoman between the future and past,
Admiring the well-known stars on the unknown sky,
The feeling you get when your life has changed as a butterfly.
Loved working in hospital in snow-white clothes, but have to hard study to get it again.
Loved spending time with my parents, but they are too far (here is a baby complain).
Look at life as a zebra; believe that the black stripes link to the whites in continual chain.
Here I Am
Love strolling through Queen’s Park with my husband in the summer, having a cheerful time to hear birds singing, enjoying the colorful flowers, seeing the kids to make a dart for the rainbow spring, the feeling you get when you realize life is so beautiful.
Loved playing and chasing rabbits with my sons in our backyard, but the rabbits have gone missing long ago. Loved throwing snowballs and building snow castles with them, but we seem to be too old for that now.
Look at life as a rainbow in the sky; it’s bright, glorious, and stunning, but short.
---99 words
Here I Am
Love sleeping in comfy bed on lazy Sunday morning, walking on the forest trail to get away from bustle city life, creating lunch for daughter before school (without dashing out the door), staring snow-capped mountain peaks in winter, the feeling you get when you start relaxing on a couch at the end of the day.
Loved eating mother’s fish-congee as breakfast, but now is too far to visit. Loved chasing my childish dream, but can not escape from the past memory.
Look at life as electronic timer; realize that I haven’t got the “job” done, but the “time is up!”
--100 words; September 17 2013
Love climbing the hill back my house in the morning, drinking a cup of green tea at a tea shop, chatting with my friends and families to think about our childhoods for several hours, enjoying sunshine in a beautiful garden with my kids, the feeling you get when you go to an ancient city -- Lijiang.
Loved facing a complex work with my group, but now they are still working on and I left. Loved revising my designed works, but am a stranger to these works.
Look at life as a racing car, go always without rest, and no one knows its destination.
--102 words
Here I am. Fernando Martinez 9/15/2013
Love waking up to the loudest sounding trumpets, fighting exhaustion I make haste to my military gear (without hitting obstacles), making sure my backpack is ready I set off, rushing down the hallway to the large field, the feeling you get when you are the first one out there for the run.
Loved running the high school five kilometer run every semester. Loved watching the other children choke as I hit the finish line with a few others.
Look at adolescence as a drill; adulthood is the final step towards leaving your own legacy that future generations can follow.
Love finding a new route of my way to and from work, jogging in the fresh breeze during the golden-pink magic hour, listening to obsolete songs that hold memories of my younger days, arguing with my husband for the greater understanding, the feeling you get when you are on the right path.
Loved living in fiction, but have to put it back on the shelf of reality. Loved following my parents' advice, but I just get used to advise myself.
Look at life as a marathon; nobody push me to run, also nobody tell me, 'That's enough', everything depends on me.
101 words
Love hearing the dribble of basketball while running around the court with joy, but knowing I’m still not good enough. It’s a game where I can accept my failures, but (can’t accept) not trying. The way my legs try to give up on me, and I’m still playing still nothing can stop me from trying.
Loved to play basketball with people who are better than me, but it’s like boxing with Mohammed Ali.
Look at life as a basketball you don’t always score the buzzer beater to win the game. Life doesn't get any easier you just get better and stronger.
Here I am
Love playing my favourite sport. Soccer is like a poem you write with your soul and heart, but you say it with your feet. While we play under any weather condition whether its raining, snowing, or hailing, soccer is more than a ball and two goals, it connects people from all around the world.. My love to this sport is limitless
Love every moment of the game. It wouldn't be the same without the cheerful crowd.
Look at life as a sport you don’t always win. There is always up’s and down’s it would be boring if everything was perfect and easy.
Here I am
Love smelling Arom of coffee on Sunday morning , Reading Vancouversun to know my village( here means Globle ), Walking on edgeless country road , Seeing the sunset on a fall dusk, playing and Humming Casablanca At mid night, the feeling you get when Process is going.
Love filling up variety of knowledge in brain, but the room is limited.
Love surfing online to search novel ,but leading role no longer myself.
Look at life as a flavored dish, taste it , you will know it.
From Mateen:
Love waking up to a gorgeous summer day, starting my day with a nourishing meal (weekdays only), jogging and running on the track, pushing my limits to the max, the feeling you get after an inspiring workout.
Loved hanging out with friends, but have to move on and conquer my goals, loved taking a nap, but have to use the time and opportunities to make my dreams into reality.
Look at life as a river of experiences, every day is a lesson and learn to be proficient.
From Amy:
Here I Am
Love making fresh coffee in the morning, cooking amazing homemade meals (Take out is sometimes
okay!),taking my monkey son for the early hockey practice, snuggling with my charming husband on the
rainy day, the feeling you get when you see a bright smile.
Loved spending time in the land of smiles ,but now I live in the freedom land. Loved hugging my loving
and caring parents ,but I’m miles away to hold.
Look at life as true joy ;we always find it everywhere. Eating, playing and loving are pure secrets to the
happiness world.
Here I am...
Love hearing the sound of my clock's alarm (ding ding), wakes me up for another brand new day. I open my eyes, kick my blanket as harder as i can, get up, and say hello to that beautiful day. I open my window and take the first breath of fresh air in that early morning. Planing what to do, where to go. thousands of thoughts in my brain.
Loved to sit on my couch and waste the time on that way, but no more,I should get done lots of things, today.
look at the life as an o'clock, the more you look at it the more you understand how the time is passing by.
Here I am. Fernando Martinez 9/15/2013
Love waking up to the loudest sounding trumpets, fighting exhaustion I make haste to my military gear (without hitting obstacles), making sure my backpack is ready, I set off rushing down the hallway to the large field, the feeling you get when you are the first one out there for the run.
Loved running the high school five kilometer run every semester. Loved watching the other children choke as I hit the finish line with a few others.
Look at adolescence as a drill; adulthood is the final step towards leaving your own legacy that future generations can follow.
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