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Thursday, November 6, 2008
THE LORD DIED FOR US ,
didya know that ?
THE LORD PAID FOR OUR SINS,
didya know that?
THE LORD LOVES US NO MATTER HOW MANY SINS WE HAVE DONE,
didya know that?
yes, he did.
well, i sure did learn alot from sue yuan ! from our bible study yeah ! :D ahahahah, yeap . well, now bored(: wheeee . SO, let's start with a random story !
Listening to her felt like listening to a ninety year old grandmother, who spoke so slowly and uneven, you could use it as a lullaby. Ironically, that was me.
I was giving a speech on how - was done. Of course, it was a difficult task to do, i still took it. I smiled painfully at the dozing faces. Oh, why couldn't i have gone to being a businesswoman? Yipee, being a sexual education teacher rocks. I sighed and stopped at my the next line.
I raised my hand, as a sign that i was done talking.
I gave the supporting teacher a glance, when no one responded. Chagrin gripped me. The teacher was snoring! I was clearly furious, how could the teacher, the one who was supposed to be a role model, be dozing off during such a important topic? I stomped up to Ms. Carol, my knuckles nearly white. She was a new teacher, new to the teaching, but new to paying attention when another teacher was talking?
A guilty thought popped up. I thought, was it that boring? I read my 5 paged script, it was just facts, numbers, and a lot of big words. I could excuse my students, but for the teacher, no. She should know what i was talking about. I bet she already did that, chuckling sardonically.
Unexpectedly, a petite girl was looking up at me. Shocked, she was the only one awake. "Ms. Mia?" Her voice like sweet ringing bells. "Yes?" The surprise flowing in the word.
"Does sleeping with my dad count as having that?"
Her caution of the word ' - ' showed me how immmature she was, yet mature enough to ask such a daring question. "Hmm," I rubbed my chin and looked her in the eye. "Come here," I pulled her up, the boy, who was sleeping on her lap, bumped with a thud on the polished wooden floor. He did not wake. That had made me a little mad, at the fact that he was in a deep sleep but the girl made my fury vanish. She made me wonder.
I asked her to sit on the opposite chair. She gracefully hopped onto it, while my eyes ran over her like a scanner. She wore the same green and white uniform like her other school mates, and tied her woody brown hair into a long, straight ponytail. She was small and short for a twelve-year-old, while her friends were tall and had the right physique. She looked like she was only eight.
"So," I smiled benignly. "What's your name?" She opened her perfect lips into her perfect set of teeth. "Rosalina. But, you can call me Lina." Wow, she treated her sexual education teacher as a ordinary friend. "Okay, Lina," My fingers twined together, symmetrically. "At home, you only have a father taking care of you?" Lina actually bit her lip at this simple question. She turned her head to the left, ready to get off her seat. She murmured, "I think I shouldn't have talked about this." Confused, and worried at the same time on why she suddenly did not want to talk to me about such a serious matter, i asked why. "My dad, told me not to tell.. anyone."
"You can tell me, Lina. Don't worry." Lina saw the worriedness written all over my face, and wanted to comfort me by opening up. "H -" Without warning, a loud bang came in from nowhere, aiming straight at Lina's forehead. Her innocent eyes popped out.Blood gushed out like a waterfall. She dropped, limp and pale, just dead.
I screamed wildly, terrified. I turned around, everyone was still sleeping!Oh my god, what the hell was wrong with them?! Couldn't they hear the gun shot?
Ms. Carol snored comfortably, as if nothing had happened. I looked at Lina again.
Expecting a puddle of blood with Lina lying on it, like a ragdoll, nothing was there.It was empty. I was at the front of the classroom, the speech tight between my palms Huh, where was Lina? She was there, just now! Panic rushed through my veins. How could she suddenly vanish out of thin air? I searched the sleeping crowd, and found the spot where Lina had originally sat, with the boy on her lap, but she was not there. The boy was knocked out on the floor, his hands a pillow as his head laid on it.
I went to the chairs, my head drooped. The speech had dropped onto the silence.
I pressed my head onto my sweaty palms, shaking it vigorously.
No, no. It's coming back.
AHHHHH !? this's gna be another story ! walao, i havent even finished the other story?! wthsxzxz .- haiz , fine.
♥
Thursday, November 6, 2008
THE LORD DIED FOR US ,
didya know that ?
THE LORD PAID FOR OUR SINS,
didya know that?
THE LORD LOVES US NO MATTER HOW MANY SINS WE HAVE DONE,
didya know that?
yes, he did.
well, i sure did learn alot from sue yuan ! from our bible study yeah ! :D ahahahah, yeap . well, now bored(: wheeee . SO, let's start with a random story !
Listening to her felt like listening to a ninety year old grandmother, who spoke so slowly and uneven, you could use it as a lullaby. Ironically, that was me.
I was giving a speech on how - was done. Of course, it was a difficult task to do, i still took it. I smiled painfully at the dozing faces. Oh, why couldn't i have gone to being a businesswoman? Yipee, being a sexual education teacher rocks. I sighed and stopped at my the next line.
I raised my hand, as a sign that i was done talking.
I gave the supporting teacher a glance, when no one responded. Chagrin gripped me. The teacher was snoring! I was clearly furious, how could the teacher, the one who was supposed to be a role model, be dozing off during such a important topic? I stomped up to Ms. Carol, my knuckles nearly white. She was a new teacher, new to the teaching, but new to paying attention when another teacher was talking?
A guilty thought popped up. I thought, was it that boring? I read my 5 paged script, it was just facts, numbers, and a lot of big words. I could excuse my students, but for the teacher, no. She should know what i was talking about. I bet she already did that, chuckling sardonically.
Unexpectedly, a petite girl was looking up at me. Shocked, she was the only one awake. "Ms. Mia?" Her voice like sweet ringing bells. "Yes?" The surprise flowing in the word.
"Does sleeping with my dad count as having that?"
Her caution of the word ' - ' showed me how immmature she was, yet mature enough to ask such a daring question. "Hmm," I rubbed my chin and looked her in the eye. "Come here," I pulled her up, the boy, who was sleeping on her lap, bumped with a thud on the polished wooden floor. He did not wake. That had made me a little mad, at the fact that he was in a deep sleep but the girl made my fury vanish. She made me wonder.
I asked her to sit on the opposite chair. She gracefully hopped onto it, while my eyes ran over her like a scanner. She wore the same green and white uniform like her other school mates, and tied her woody brown hair into a long, straight ponytail. She was small and short for a twelve-year-old, while her friends were tall and had the right physique. She looked like she was only eight.
"So," I smiled benignly. "What's your name?" She opened her perfect lips into her perfect set of teeth. "Rosalina. But, you can call me Lina." Wow, she treated her sexual education teacher as a ordinary friend. "Okay, Lina," My fingers twined together, symmetrically. "At home, you only have a father taking care of you?" Lina actually bit her lip at this simple question. She turned her head to the left, ready to get off her seat. She murmured, "I think I shouldn't have talked about this." Confused, and worried at the same time on why she suddenly did not want to talk to me about such a serious matter, i asked why. "My dad, told me not to tell.. anyone."
"You can tell me, Lina. Don't worry." Lina saw the worriedness written all over my face, and wanted to comfort me by opening up. "H -" Without warning, a loud bang came in from nowhere, aiming straight at Lina's forehead. Her innocent eyes popped out.Blood gushed out like a waterfall. She dropped, limp and pale, just dead.
I screamed wildly, terrified. I turned around, everyone was still sleeping!Oh my god, what the hell was wrong with them?! Couldn't they hear the gun shot?
Ms. Carol snored comfortably, as if nothing had happened. I looked at Lina again.
Expecting a puddle of blood with Lina lying on it, like a ragdoll, nothing was there.It was empty. I was at the front of the classroom, the speech tight between my palms Huh, where was Lina? She was there, just now! Panic rushed through my veins. How could she suddenly vanish out of thin air? I searched the sleeping crowd, and found the spot where Lina had originally sat, with the boy on her lap, but she was not there. The boy was knocked out on the floor, his hands a pillow as his head laid on it.
I went to the chairs, my head drooped. The speech had dropped onto the silence.
I pressed my head onto my sweaty palms, shaking it vigorously.
No, no. It's coming back.
AHHHHH !? this's gna be another story ! walao, i havent even finished the other story?! wthsxzxz .- haiz , fine.
