I will tell you a story about something that happened to my friends and me, thirteen months a go. This is something that I don't wish to happen to any of you, because it was the worst experience of my life.
It was August 6th, the day of independence of Bolivia. The day was sunny and all the streets were crowded with people watching the national parade. I went with some classmates to see the parade, but we never expected to see what we saw. About ten months before that day, we knew that our math professor in the intermediate school had died. We were sure about that, because we had sent some flowers to his family the day he died. We were standing still on the sidewalk watching some pretty high school girls and laughing about some of them hwo used to have a very hard time knowing that ten eyes were looking at them at the same time. Suddenly we saw the teacher who was dead. We couldn't believe it, and all of us were afraid; we didn't know what to do or what to say, so we started to run behind him. While we were running one of my friends asked in a very low tone of voice:
"Could it be a ghost?" Some started to laugh and others saved their words. One of us said that we could be wrong, and that we were looking at someone who looked like the teacher. Finally we reached him, so we started to walk behind him. When we were face to face, we said, "Hi!" and he said very angrily: "Who are you?", so my friend explained to him that we thought he was our teacher. The man laughed and said, "Oh! you are talking about my twin brother, you didn't know that he died a bout ten months ago?" That moment we had to make things easier, so we told him that we didn't know and that we were sorry about that.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Graveyard
The night of the nightfall has arisen from the death of the night. With the chilly touch of the nightwind and with the soulless sense of the darkness of the night, you can hardly imagine one can do what one likes in the mysterious side, the immortal side of death.
Yes, you can always hear the voices from the ground of death every now and then at night. Often, its echo can easily still your movement. Yes, it never happens to the heartbeat of yours, not until the last moment of your life.
To you, the graveyard is not the place that you like to be in when the midnight clock strikes. To me, it was a place where the spirits of others and me reunioned. It was always a creative view when the time was right for our transparent bodies to never stop balleting with the nightwind. Also, it was the only time that we were free from the daysleep. Nevertheless, the spirits moved in an undetermined way, in the path of up and down and in various entertaining ways either vertically or horizontally. Like the stage of a play, it was never much different than any kind in the other world.
At the time of daybreak, it was another play of life for me; it was also an end for the activities of the night. Night by night, and second by second, life was just another particle of mother nature when I was a member of the death then. As for the present period, day by day and minute by minute, it never did change in any way.
Yes, you can always hear the voices from the ground of death every now and then at night. Often, its echo can easily still your movement. Yes, it never happens to the heartbeat of yours, not until the last moment of your life.
To you, the graveyard is not the place that you like to be in when the midnight clock strikes. To me, it was a place where the spirits of others and me reunioned. It was always a creative view when the time was right for our transparent bodies to never stop balleting with the nightwind. Also, it was the only time that we were free from the daysleep. Nevertheless, the spirits moved in an undetermined way, in the path of up and down and in various entertaining ways either vertically or horizontally. Like the stage of a play, it was never much different than any kind in the other world.
At the time of daybreak, it was another play of life for me; it was also an end for the activities of the night. Night by night, and second by second, life was just another particle of mother nature when I was a member of the death then. As for the present period, day by day and minute by minute, it never did change in any way.
No Title
I have been studying since I was 7 years old; sometimes, I really feel bored of studying. Every time I want to quit studying and join the workers' ranks, however, my brother's advice always appears in my mind.
My eldest brother has always regretted that he decided to quit his study when he was in the 4th grade, no matter how my parents tried to make him understand the importance of education to his future. He always writes to me and tells me to be more concerned about my study. He said if he hadn't decided to quit studying, he would have experienced the real life of an American instead of just reading what I write back to him. In his letters, he always reminded me that he was only twenty five, but he had to work instead of studying.
His embarrassing moment also appears in my mind when I feel tired of studying. One afternoon, he received a letter from the manager of his company. When he opened the letter, he couldn't catch any word in it, because it was written in the Malay language instead of in Chinese. He took the letter and went to ask the manager's secretary to explain to him what it said. The secretary said, "What? You can't understand our national language?" It made him feel very embarrassed at that moment. After that event, he decided to take night classes to improve his language skills. After he had experienced learning the Malay language, he felt that maybe it was too late for him to learn, because his mind didn't function very well after not studying for about 15 years.
Whenever I see a bunch of homework on my table, it always makes me think of giving up studying; however, my brother's experience in lacking education always encourages me to continue, even though it makes me tired.
My eldest brother has always regretted that he decided to quit his study when he was in the 4th grade, no matter how my parents tried to make him understand the importance of education to his future. He always writes to me and tells me to be more concerned about my study. He said if he hadn't decided to quit studying, he would have experienced the real life of an American instead of just reading what I write back to him. In his letters, he always reminded me that he was only twenty five, but he had to work instead of studying.
His embarrassing moment also appears in my mind when I feel tired of studying. One afternoon, he received a letter from the manager of his company. When he opened the letter, he couldn't catch any word in it, because it was written in the Malay language instead of in Chinese. He took the letter and went to ask the manager's secretary to explain to him what it said. The secretary said, "What? You can't understand our national language?" It made him feel very embarrassed at that moment. After that event, he decided to take night classes to improve his language skills. After he had experienced learning the Malay language, he felt that maybe it was too late for him to learn, because his mind didn't function very well after not studying for about 15 years.
Whenever I see a bunch of homework on my table, it always makes me think of giving up studying; however, my brother's experience in lacking education always encourages me to continue, even though it makes me tired.
Most Embarrassing Moment
Early last month there were great sales at the Mall on winter coats. My friend and I went shopping for a winter coat before our scholarships arrived; we wanted to be careful to choose something cheap, yet beautiful. My friend had earlier browsed through several shops, and ended up at J.C. Penney's and Braun's.
She brought me to Braun's first, and pulled out two coats which had been separated out earlier. After we had tried them both, we went to Penney's. I could not decide which coat to choose. As we were browsing around Penney's, I saw three mannequins and said, "Hey this one would look good on me!" But as I tried to touch the coat, the mannequin turned and said, "Do you mind? It is my coat." On realizing that the mannequin was a real lady, we quickly walked out of the store and back to Braun's.
Looking at the first coat back at Braun's, I grabbed it without any second thoughts and paid the cashier. The cashier said, "Can't keep your hands off of that coat, can you!" Smiling at her, I wondered if only she had known the truth.
She brought me to Braun's first, and pulled out two coats which had been separated out earlier. After we had tried them both, we went to Penney's. I could not decide which coat to choose. As we were browsing around Penney's, I saw three mannequins and said, "Hey this one would look good on me!" But as I tried to touch the coat, the mannequin turned and said, "Do you mind? It is my coat." On realizing that the mannequin was a real lady, we quickly walked out of the store and back to Braun's.
Looking at the first coat back at Braun's, I grabbed it without any second thoughts and paid the cashier. The cashier said, "Can't keep your hands off of that coat, can you!" Smiling at her, I wondered if only she had known the truth.
Amnesia
Tom is a nervous and forgetful husband. One day, coming back from his office, he recalled that his wife wanted him to send her letter on his way to work that morning. After examining his suitcase, he found no letter in it. Thus, he complacently told his wife, "Honey, I have sent your letter off. I am not forgetful, like I used to be."
"Sorry, my darling, the letter is still on the desk. I forgot to give it to you this morning." his wife said.
"Sorry, my darling, the letter is still on the desk. I forgot to give it to you this morning." his wife said.
Philosophy
The incessant endeavor of listening and speaking do me good.
We usually teach the importance of clothes to children by doing without it on a certain day.
It make not too relaxed today for tomorrow and not to be faithful today.
Nobody cannot break out IBM's castle.
War gives death of earth to us.
Finally, Dust as each other makes a mountain as all of persons, there is a Korean saying.
Liberty is the basement of freedom.
Money cannot buy love, nor poorness.
My ritual is Buddha.
We usually teach the importance of clothes to children by doing without it on a certain day.
It make not too relaxed today for tomorrow and not to be faithful today.
Nobody cannot break out IBM's castle.
War gives death of earth to us.
Finally, Dust as each other makes a mountain as all of persons, there is a Korean saying.
Liberty is the basement of freedom.
Money cannot buy love, nor poorness.
My ritual is Buddha.
Paul Simon
I went downtown last weekend. It's very cold. The large neon-sign was brighten on the top of the building. It was to advertise for samsung watch. The advertising was changed immediately and continued. IT was very interesting to me. But people seemed not to watch the advertising on the top of the building, because it's too cold to make a slow walk. But in my case, I had an appointment with my friend at 8:00. It was just 6 o'clock. And so I had better spend 2 hours.
I walked down the street which was very cloudy. When I saw some clothing store where there were beautiful mannequins in the window. I stopped and looked at the mannequins. There were really beautiful and seemed to be real women. After 10 minutes, I found they're real women. I watched they went out the window for a short break time.
Even though I walked long distance, I should wait one and a half hours to meet my friend. I could not wait any more. And so, I changed my mind to get a dinner along. I tried to find some Korean food restaurants. But I couldn't find a good place. There were only instant restaurants or western restaurants. Finally I could find a Korean restaurant though it looked like not a good place. I couldn't choose to go or not.
I walked down the street which was very cloudy. When I saw some clothing store where there were beautiful mannequins in the window. I stopped and looked at the mannequins. There were really beautiful and seemed to be real women. After 10 minutes, I found they're real women. I watched they went out the window for a short break time.
Even though I walked long distance, I should wait one and a half hours to meet my friend. I could not wait any more. And so, I changed my mind to get a dinner along. I tried to find some Korean food restaurants. But I couldn't find a good place. There were only instant restaurants or western restaurants. Finally I could find a Korean restaurant though it looked like not a good place. I couldn't choose to go or not.
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