<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:10:33.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English and Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-4379088578430232022</id><published>2010-03-04T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T05:57:59.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery of the Green Children of Woolpit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/S4-8V4-lb3I/AAAAAAAAASI/F6tF8-qn664/s1600-h/greenkidz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/S4-8V4-lb3I/AAAAAAAAASI/F6tF8-qn664/s320/greenkidz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444777558772379506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At harvest time during the chaotic reign of king Stephen of England (1135-1154), there was a strange occurrence in the Suffolk village of Woolpit, near Bury St. Edmunds. While the reapers were working in the fields, two young children emerged from deep ditches excavated to trap wolves, known as wolf pits, hence the name of the village. The children, a boy and a girl, had skin tinged with a green hue, and wore clothes of a strange colour, made from unfamiliar materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wandered around bewildered for a few minutes, before being discovered by the reapers and taken to the village. Here the locals gathered round and questioned them, but no-one was able to understand the language the children spoke, so they were taken to the house of local landowner Sir Richard de Calne (or Colne), a few miles away at Wikes (or Wakes). Here they broke into tears and for some days refused to eat the bread and other food that was brought to them. But when newly-shelled beans with their stalks still attached were brought in the starving children immediately made signs that they were desperate to eat. However, when the children took the beans they opened the stalks rather than the pods, and finding nothing inside, began weeping again. After they had been shown how to obtain the beans, the children survived on this food for many months until they acquired a taste for bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passed the boy, who appeared to be the younger of the two, became depressed, sickened and died, but the girl adjusted to her new life, and was baptized. Her skin gradually lost its original green colour and she became a healthy young woman. She learned the English language and afterwards married a man of the nearby town of Lavenham (or King's Lynn, in the neighboring county of Norfolk, accounts vary), apparently becoming 'rather loose and wanton in her conduct'. After a few years, she was left a widow. Some sources claim that she took the name 'Agnes Barre' and the man she married was a senior ambassador of Henry II. It is also said that the current Earl Ferrers is descended from her through intermarriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When questioned about her past the girl was only able to relate vague details about where the children had come from and how they arrived at Woolpit. She stated that her and the boy were brother and sister, and had come from 'the land of Saint Martin' where it was perpetual twilight, and all the inhabitants were green in colour like they had been. She was not sure exactly where her homeland was located, but another 'luminous' land could be seen across a 'considerable river' separating it from theirs. She remembered that one day they were looking after their father's herds in the fields and had followed them into a cavern, where they heard the loud sound of bells. Entranced, they wandered through the darkness for a long time until they arrived at the mouth of the cave, where they were immediately blinded by the glaring sunlight. They lay down in a daze for a long time, before the noise of the reapers terrified them and they rose and tried to escape, but were unable to locate the entrance of the cavern before being caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity them if it's true that they had to be stuck here in our world until they died. They didn't have the chance to be reunited with their own family.. poor them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-4379088578430232022?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4379088578430232022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=4379088578430232022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4379088578430232022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4379088578430232022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/mystery-of-green-children-of-woolpit.html' title='The Mystery of the Green Children of Woolpit'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/S4-8V4-lb3I/AAAAAAAAASI/F6tF8-qn664/s72-c/greenkidz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-1395847027638844420</id><published>2009-09-16T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:32:05.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Assignment MidTerm 2009/2010</title><content type='html'>Go to this link &lt;a href="http://k4-englishandstuff3.blogspot.com"&gt;education&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-1395847027638844420?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1395847027638844420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=1395847027638844420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/1395847027638844420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/1395847027638844420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday-assignment-midterm-20092010.html' title='Holiday Assignment MidTerm 2009/2010'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-5221563552141973613</id><published>2009-05-10T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:21:54.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READ THIS; LET IT REALLY SINK IN - THEN CHOOSE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 'If I were any better, I would be twins!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He was a natural motivator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, 'I don't get it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, 'Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or...you can choose to be in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;I choose to be in a good mood.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or....I can choose to learn from it. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I choose to learn from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or...I can point out the positive side of life. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I choose the positive side of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah, right, it's not that easy,' I protested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, it is,' he said. 'Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;You choose how people affect your mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him about six months after the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked him how he was, he replied, 'If I were any better, I'd be twins...Wanna see my scars?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter,' he replied. 'Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or...I could choose to die. I chose to live..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness? ' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued, '...the paramedics were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What did you do?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,' said John. 'She asked if I was allergic to anything 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude...I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Attitude, after all, is everything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-5221563552141973613?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5221563552141973613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=5221563552141973613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5221563552141973613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5221563552141973613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/read-thislet-it-really-sink-in-then.html' title='READ THIS; LET IT REALLY SINK IN - THEN CHOOSE.'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-2328352714053326875</id><published>2009-04-23T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:34:38.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 8 (08/09) Holiday Assignment</title><content type='html'>Klik &lt;a href="http://k4-englishandstuff3.blogspot.com"&gt;Education&lt;/a&gt; to get more information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice HOLIDAY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-2328352714053326875?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2328352714053326875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=2328352714053326875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/2328352714053326875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/2328352714053326875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/04/class-8-0809-holiday-assignment.html' title='Class 8 (08/09) Holiday Assignment'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-6924183490350868442</id><published>2009-04-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:38:42.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English is indeed useful</title><content type='html'>I learned English in a legal institution the first time in Junior High. Back then, i was learning things that Kiddengarten have today... AMAZING huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel that English has helped me to learn another language. By knowing and understanding the structures of a sentence in English it has made me easier to comprehend other language such as FRENCH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUI... j'apprend le francais maintenant... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn Francais merely because I like the language and who knows i might get to have a work there... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... Learning English is something that you will never regret. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-6924183490350868442?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6924183490350868442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=6924183490350868442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6924183490350868442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6924183490350868442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/04/english-is-indeed-useful.html' title='English is indeed useful'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-8878360887093656251</id><published>2009-03-12T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:29:56.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Romantic Rhymes</title><content type='html'>THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION&lt;br /&gt;ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE,&lt;br /&gt;AND THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:&lt;br /&gt;Marrying you has screwed up my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. I see your face when I am dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I always wake up screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;&lt;br /&gt;This describes everything you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss,&lt;br /&gt;But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5.. I thought that I could love no other&lt;br /&gt;-- that is until I met your brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6. Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's&lt;br /&gt;empty and so is your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7. I want to feel your sweet embrace;&lt;br /&gt;But don't take that paper bag off your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8. I love your smile, your face, and your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm good at telling lies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9. My love, you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;What have you stepped in to smell this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10. My feelings for you no words can tell,&lt;br /&gt;Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11. What inspired this amorous rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;Two parts vodka, one part lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WHO SAID POETRY IS BORING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-8878360887093656251?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8878360887093656251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=8878360887093656251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8878360887093656251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8878360887093656251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/hilarious-romantic-rhymes.html' title='Hilarious Romantic Rhymes'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-4014815141202315858</id><published>2009-02-26T19:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T06:22:23.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER HILLARIOUS ENGRISH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadfG_Dw4DI/AAAAAAAAARY/ZwydpMfM2ns/s1600-h/970b0d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadfG_Dw4DI/AAAAAAAAARY/ZwydpMfM2ns/s400/970b0d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307315259490492466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... straight and honest... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade1MKTK0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/OZO9pcMcUvk/s1600-h/970b1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade1MKTK0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/OZO9pcMcUvk/s400/970b1d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314953769921346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspicious indeed. This is the kind of market which attracts police officers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade04Bin3I/AAAAAAAAARI/gGkJTDTTudc/s1600-h/970b2c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade04Bin3I/AAAAAAAAARI/gGkJTDTTudc/s400/970b2c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314948364476274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good advice for committing suicide. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade00BgDRI/AAAAAAAAARA/jSWp43gkhvM/s1600-h/970b3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade00BgDRI/AAAAAAAAARA/jSWp43gkhvM/s400/970b3c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314947290565906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coleslaw????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade0x3z9LI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HD1QMm-Eww4/s1600-h/970b4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade0x3z9LI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HD1QMm-Eww4/s400/970b4c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314946713056434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even understand what that means but sounds naughty... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade0vPOGeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vhlYKIewTVQ/s1600-h/970b5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/Sade0vPOGeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vhlYKIewTVQ/s400/970b5b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314946005932514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZsRqaTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Mu0vo997nFU/s1600-h/970b6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZsRqaTI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Mu0vo997nFU/s400/970b6b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307313381842774322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup!They bite!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZoQ-cuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gZplBhQLu8s/s1600-h/970b7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZoQ-cuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gZplBhQLu8s/s400/970b7b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307313380766151394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inconvenience? it's graphic!! horror....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZlKxVWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fkHBZxkgD7s/s1600-h/970b8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZlKxVWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/fkHBZxkgD7s/s400/970b8a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307313379934819682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. meaty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZdp07OI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jimA3nlkWEY/s1600-h/970b9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZdp07OI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jimA3nlkWEY/s400/970b9a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307313377917594850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZXjo6eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gKgA3-3EFPM/s1600-h/970ba9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SaddZXjo6eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gKgA3-3EFPM/s400/970ba9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307313376281029090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we won't!!! it hurts. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-4014815141202315858?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4014815141202315858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=4014815141202315858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4014815141202315858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4014815141202315858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-hillarious-engrish.html' title='ANOTHER HILLARIOUS ENGRISH!'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadfG_Dw4DI/AAAAAAAAARY/ZwydpMfM2ns/s72-c/970b0d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-8679145861931361514</id><published>2009-02-26T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:03:03.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's The Better Parent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadWNYT_wMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/M4ldN2bcEks/s1600-h/image11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadWNYT_wMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/M4ldN2bcEks/s400/image11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305473744027842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV3_NDGUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yfk2ZLRguDg/s1600-h/image10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV3_NDGUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yfk2ZLRguDg/s400/image10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305106226747714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV3ie2fkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/sijWx6aKG_4/s1600-h/image7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV3ie2fkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/sijWx6aKG_4/s400/image7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305098516790850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV3sT7csI/AAAAAAAAAOo/uC-v7kzUkJ0/s1600-h/image6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV3sT7csI/AAAAAAAAAOo/uC-v7kzUkJ0/s400/image6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305101155332802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVmnDtJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ax4owpcl0sY/s1600-h/image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304515509400722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVmnDtJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ax4owpcl0sY/s400/image5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVuiOW6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Lps1WzGMeGU/s1600-h/image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304517636610978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVuiOW6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Lps1WzGMeGU/s400/image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVcRR5uI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RDwxfB8GTP8/s1600-h/image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304512733701858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVcRR5uI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RDwxfB8GTP8/s400/image3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVc7SBII/AAAAAAAAAOI/yeha86gEKVo/s1600-h/image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304512909870210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVc7SBII/AAAAAAAAAOI/yeha86gEKVo/s400/image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVWifkJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/f5Y5eZmq4kM/s1600-h/image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304511195287698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadVVWifkJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/f5Y5eZmq4kM/s400/image1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV35n7mRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/I5UiejpE0W8/s1600-h/image9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV35n7mRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/I5UiejpE0W8/s400/image9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305104728889618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV35SzygI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ecS6UH3d6Ho/s1600-h/image8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadV35SzygI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ecS6UH3d6Ho/s400/image8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305104640297474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadWNW5USJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QiIv4QV9WqI/s1600-h/image12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadWNW5USJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QiIv4QV9WqI/s400/image12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307305473363691666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-8679145861931361514?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8679145861931361514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=8679145861931361514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8679145861931361514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8679145861931361514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/whos-better-parent.html' title='Who&apos;s The Better Parent?'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SadWNYT_wMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/M4ldN2bcEks/s72-c/image11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-4197558991112506423</id><published>2009-02-25T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:02:29.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE READ! THIS IS REALLY SOMETHING....</title><content type='html'>One day, when I was a freshman in high school,&lt;br /&gt;I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.&lt;br /&gt;His name was Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;It looked like he was carrying all of his books.&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?&lt;br /&gt;He must really be a nerd.'&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.&lt;br /&gt;They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him..&lt;br /&gt;He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.'  &lt;br /&gt;They really should get lives.'&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'&lt;br /&gt;There was a big smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.&lt;br /&gt;He said he had gone to private school before now.&lt;br /&gt;I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.&lt;br /&gt;We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.&lt;br /&gt;He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends&lt;br /&gt;He said yes.&lt;br /&gt;We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my  friends thought the same of him.&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!'&lt;br /&gt;He just laughed and handed me half the books.&lt;br /&gt;Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends...&lt;br /&gt;When we were seniors we began to think about college.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship..&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was valedictorian of our class.&lt;br /&gt;I teased him all the time about being a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;He had to prepare a speech for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day, I saw Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;He looked great.&lt;br /&gt;He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.&lt;br /&gt;He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.&lt;br /&gt;He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him..&lt;br /&gt;Boy, sometimes I was jealous!&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;I could see that he was nervous about his speech.&lt;br /&gt;So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;' Thanks,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began&lt;br /&gt;'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.&lt;br /&gt;Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...&lt;br /&gt;I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tell you a story.'&lt;br /&gt;I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met.&lt;br /&gt;He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.&lt;br /&gt;He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.&lt;br /&gt;'Thankfully, I was saved.&lt;br /&gt;My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable..'&lt;br /&gt;I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.&lt;br /&gt;I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.&lt;br /&gt;Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate the power of your actions..&lt;br /&gt;With one small gesture you can change a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;For better or for worse.&lt;br /&gt;God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.&lt;br /&gt;Look for God in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-4197558991112506423?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4197558991112506423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=4197558991112506423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4197558991112506423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4197558991112506423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-read-this-is-really-something.html' title='PLEASE READ! THIS IS REALLY SOMETHING....'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-332068648011786561</id><published>2009-02-25T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:59:32.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmas don't know everything...</title><content type='html'>Little Tony was 7 years old and was staying with his grandmother for a few days. &lt;br /&gt;He'd been playing outside with the other kids for a while when he came into the house and asked her,&lt;br /&gt;'Grandma, what's that called when two people sleep in the same room and one is on top of the other?'&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a little taken aback, but she decided to tell him the truth. 'It's called sex, darling.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Tony said, 'Oh, OK,' and went back outside to play with the other kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later he came back in and said angrily, 'Grandma, it isn't called sex. It's called Bunk Beds. And Jimmy's mom wants to talk to you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-332068648011786561?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/332068648011786561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=332068648011786561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/332068648011786561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/332068648011786561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/grandmas-dont-know-everything.html' title='Grandmas don&apos;t know everything...'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-6755435385204332997</id><published>2009-02-25T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:52:29.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Figure Out What "TENJEWBERRYMUDS" Means</title><content type='html'>To get the full effect, this should be read aloud. &lt;br /&gt;You will understand what 'tenjewberrymuds' means by the end of the conversation.  &lt;br /&gt;This has been nominated for the best email of 2007. &lt;br /&gt;The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest(G) and room-service (RS), at a hotel in Asia , which was  recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IF YOU HAVE MANAGED TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IT MEANS, LEAVE THE ANSWER in the MESSAGE SPOT)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;RS: "Morrin. - Roon sirbees..."&lt;br /&gt;G : "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service. .."&lt;br /&gt;RS: " Rye .. Roon sirbees .. morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "Uh..,yes. I'd like some bacon and eggs..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Ow July den?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "What?"&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Ow July den? ...Pryed, boyud, poochd?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "Crisp will be fine..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Hokay. An sahn toes?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "What?"&lt;br /&gt;RS:"An toes. July sahn toes?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "I don't think so..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "No? Ju do wan sahn toes?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judowan sahn toes' means..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Toes!Toes!. . ..Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"  &lt;br /&gt;G : "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "We bodder?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "No ... just put the bodder on the side..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Wad! ?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "I mean butter...,just put it on the side..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Copy?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "Excuse me?"&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Copy ... tea ...,meel?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all..."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin wbodder on sigh and copy ....,rye?"&lt;br /&gt;G : "Whatever you say."&lt;br /&gt;RS: "Tenjewberrymuds. ..!"&lt;br /&gt;G : "You're very welcome..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-6755435385204332997?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6755435385204332997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=6755435385204332997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6755435385204332997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6755435385204332997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-figure-out-what-tenjewberrymuds_25.html' title='Can You Figure Out What &quot;TENJEWBERRYMUDS&quot; Means'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-804749862076866504</id><published>2009-02-19T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:23:07.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re - birth</title><content type='html'>It's been so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has been frozen for too long and now it's back and ready to play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot to do lately and I was so distracted by the things came to my world.&lt;br /&gt;I know that's not really a reason to stop updating, and yeah i felt guilty, but at least, now im back to my better nature and i'm taking everything as organized as possible. Hope this blog will help us all to improve ourselves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-804749862076866504?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/804749862076866504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=804749862076866504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/804749862076866504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/804749862076866504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/re-birth.html' title='Re - birth'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-5248738493889145070</id><published>2008-06-09T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:44:48.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 8 Remidial Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;As usual, please go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://englisahandstuff3.blogspot.com/"&gt;EDUCATION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-5248738493889145070?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5248738493889145070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=5248738493889145070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5248738493889145070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5248738493889145070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/06/class-8-remidial-lists.html' title='Class 8 Remidial Lists'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-6997680869545673110</id><published>2008-06-01T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:33:37.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Laugh at Chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; PADDING-TOP: 0in"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(16,16,255); PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: rgb(16,16,255); MARGIN-TOP: 5pt; PADDING-LEFT: 4pt; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN-LEFT: 3.75pt; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(16,16,255) 1.5pt solid; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(16,16,255)"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1296414305"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Street smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:maroon;"&gt;Never laugh at a Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;A Chinese man walks into a bank in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt; and asks for the loan officer. He tells the loan officer that he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;is going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt; on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#407f00;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(64,127,0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;The bank officer tells him that the bank will need some form of security for the loan, so the Chinese man hands over the keys to a new Ferrari parked on the street in front of the bank. He produces the title and everything checks out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#407f00;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(64,127,0);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;The Loan officer agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. The bank's president and its officers all enjoy a good laugh at the Chinese for using a $250,000 Ferrari as collateral against a $5,000 loan.&lt;br /&gt;An employee of the bank then drives the Ferrari into the bank's underground garage and parks it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;Two weeks later, the Chinese returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41.&lt;br /&gt;The loan officer says, 'Sir, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multi-millionaire. What puzzles us is why you would bother to borrow $5,000? The Chinese replies: 'Where else in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:green;"&gt; can I park my car for two weeks for only $15.41 and expect it to be there safely when I return.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-6997680869545673110?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6997680869545673110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=6997680869545673110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6997680869545673110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6997680869545673110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-laugh-at-chinese.html' title='Never Laugh at Chinese'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-5502703308185948856</id><published>2008-05-19T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:14:34.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 8 Assignments Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; For your ASSIGNMENTS click &lt;a href="http://k4-englishandstuff3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;EDUCATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Search for the same TITLE and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;READ&lt;/span&gt; the article CAREFULLY before you download the files!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-5502703308185948856?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5502703308185948856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=5502703308185948856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5502703308185948856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5502703308185948856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/class-8-assignments-part-ii.html' title='Class 8 Assignments Part II'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-1941752240676321406</id><published>2008-05-08T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:38:29.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANT!! HOW TO FORWARD EMAIL APPROPRIATELY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FYI....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPORTANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO FORWARD EMAIL APPROPRIATELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend who is a computer expert received the following directly from a system administrator for a corporate system. It is an excellent message that ABSOLUTELY applies to ALL of us who send e-mails. Please read the short letter below, even if you're sure you already follow proper procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you really know how to forward e-mails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;50% do; 50% DO NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do you wonder why you get viruses or junk mail?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you forward an e-mail there is information&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; left over&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; the people who got the message before you, namely their e-mail addresses &amp;amp; names. As the messages get forwarded along, the list of addresses &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;builds&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;builds&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;builds&lt;/span&gt;, and all it takes is for some poor sap to get a virus, and his or her computer can send that virus to every e-mail address that has come across his computer. Or, someone can take all of those addresses and sell them or send junk mail to them in the hopes that you will go to the site and he will make five cents for each hit. That's right, all of that inconvenience over five cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How do you stop it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, there are several easy steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When you forward an e-mail, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DELETE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all of the other addresses that appear in the body of the message (at the top). That's right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DELETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them. Highlight them and delete them, backspace them, cut them, whatever it is you know how to do. It only takes a second. You MUST click the 'Forward' button first and then you will have full editing capabilities against the body and headers of the message. If you don't click on 'Forward' first, you won't be able to edit the message at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whenever you send an e-mail to more than one person, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do NOT use the To: or Cc: fields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for adding e-mail addresses. Always use the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BCC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (blind carbon copy) field for listing the e-mail addresses. This is the way the people you send to will only see their own e-mail address. If you don't see your ‘&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BCC&lt;/span&gt;:’ option, click on where it says ‘To:’ and your address list will appear. Highlight the address and choose ‘&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BCC&lt;/span&gt;:’ and that's it, it's that easy. When you send to ‘&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BCC&lt;/span&gt;:’ your message will automatically say 'Undisclosed Recipients' in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'TO:'&lt;/span&gt; field of the people who receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remove any 'FW :'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the subject line. You can re-name the subject if you wish or even fix spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hit your Forward button from the actual e-mail you are reading. Ever get those e-mails that you have to open 10 pages to read the one page with the information on it? By forwarding from the actual page you wish someone to view; you stop them from having to open many e-mails just to see what you sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Have you ever gotten an email that is a petition? It states a position and asks you to add your name and address and to forward it to 10 or 15 people or your entire address book. The email can be forwarded on and on and can collect thousands of names and email addresses. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A FACT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The completed petition is actually worth a couple of bucks to a professional spammer because of the wealth of valid names and email addresses contained therein. If you want to support the petition, send it as your own personal letter to the intended recipient. Your position may carry more weight as a personal letter than a laundry list of names and email address on a petition. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Actually, if you think about it, who's supposed to send the petition in to whatever cause it supports? And don't believe the ones that say that the email is being traced, it just ain't so!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One of the main ones I hate is the ones that say that something like, 'Send this email to 10 people and you'll see something great run across your screen.' Or, sometimes they'll just tease you by saying something really cute will happen. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT AINT GONNA HAPPEN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Trust me, I'm still seeing some of the same ones that I waited on 10 years ago!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I don't let the bad luck ones scare me either, they get trashed. (Could be why I haven't won the lottery??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Before you forward an Amber Alert, or a Virus Alert, or some of the other ones floating around nowadays, check them out before you forward them. Most of them are junk mail that's been circling the net for YEARS! Just about everything you receive in an email that is in question can be checked out at Snopes. Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.snopes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its really easy to find out if it's real or not. If it's not, please don’t pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So please, in the future, let's stop the junk mail and the viruses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-1941752240676321406?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1941752240676321406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=1941752240676321406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/1941752240676321406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/1941752240676321406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/important-how-to-forward-email.html' title='IMPORTANT!! HOW TO FORWARD EMAIL APPROPRIATELY'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-7065142232290109864</id><published>2008-05-02T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:09:55.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 8 Assignments!</title><content type='html'>Well, my beloved students! just go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://k4-englishandstuff3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Education&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get your mission (assignments)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun guys and girls! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-7065142232290109864?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7065142232290109864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=7065142232290109864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7065142232290109864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7065142232290109864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/class-8-assignments.html' title='Class 8 Assignments!'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-3804722913453555273</id><published>2008-04-22T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:56:00.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answering Reading Text!</title><content type='html'>Some of my students usually face some difficulties in answering reading-text questions. Some because they’re lack of vocabularies needed or because they’re running out of time answering other questions, some other simply because they’re slow in getting the gist of the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I would like to give you some hints and tips of answering &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;reading-text questions. I truly hope this article will help those who’re in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For now I present this article in Indonesian due to some conditions. If you really need this article in English version, please send me a comment (or a message if it’s more convenient) and I’ll send it right away!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the complete article please click the &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://k4-englishandstuff3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Education&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; tab. You'll find it there. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-3804722913453555273?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3804722913453555273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=3804722913453555273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/3804722913453555273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/3804722913453555273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/answering-reading-text.html' title='Answering Reading Text!'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-2869609805403807973</id><published>2008-04-22T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:46:23.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Health - Important Tips</title><content type='html'>Answer the phone by&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; LEFT&lt;/span&gt; ear&lt;br /&gt;Do not drink coffee more than &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt; a day&lt;br /&gt;Do not take pills with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt; water&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not have &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; meals after 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Reduce the amount of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OILY&lt;/span&gt; food you consume &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink more &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;WATER&lt;/span&gt; in the morning, less at night&lt;br /&gt;Keep your distance from hand phone &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;CHARGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not use headphones/earphone for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; period of time&lt;br /&gt;Best sleeping time is from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10pm at night to 6am&lt;/span&gt; in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do not lie down&lt;/span&gt; immediately after taking medicine before sleeping&lt;br /&gt;When battery is down to the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; grid/bar, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do not answer&lt;/span&gt; the phone as the radiation is 1000 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-2869609805403807973?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2869609805403807973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=2869609805403807973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/2869609805403807973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/2869609805403807973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/health-important-tips.html' title='Health - Important Tips'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-8205317030798241781</id><published>2008-04-20T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T18:54:00.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7i4HaTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUBUEogsOzU/s1600-h/ATT22267.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191593663146715442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="171" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7i4HaTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUBUEogsOzU/s320/ATT22267.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A basketball in my hands is worth about $19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-HC4HaPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KIzl77VvCMw/s1600-h/ATT22267.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about $33 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7y4HaUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ff6u0hzJtbI/s1600-h/ATT22268.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191593667441682754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="143" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7y4HaUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ff6u0hzJtbI/s320/ATT22268.gif" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A baseball in my hands is worth about $6.&lt;br /&gt;A baseball in Mark McGuire's hands is worth $19 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It depends on whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7y4HaVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bkZ_VmsgsE4/s1600-h/ATT22269.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191593667441682770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="181" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7y4HaVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bkZ_VmsgsE4/s320/ATT22269.gif" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A tennis racket is useless in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;A tennis racket in Venus Williams' hands is a championship winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-8C4HaWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IwVEHribCNc/s1600-h/ATT22270.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191593671736650082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 28px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="140" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-8C4HaWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IwVEHribCNc/s320/ATT22270.gif" width="30" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A rod in my hands will keep away a wild animal.&lt;br /&gt;A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABS4HaXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/c80jYOhGJN4/s1600-h/ATT22271.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191594861442591090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="148" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABS4HaXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/c80jYOhGJN4/s320/ATT22271.gif" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy&lt;br /&gt;A sling shot in David's hand is a mighty weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABi4HaYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dR0AXawA9p4/s1600-h/ATT22272.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191594865737558402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="165" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABi4HaYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dR0AXawA9p4/s320/ATT22272.gif" width="131" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple of fish sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in God's hands will feed thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABi4HaZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/P9m6Gwvq5SY/s1600-h/ATT22273.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191594865737558418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="148" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABi4HaZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/P9m6Gwvq5SY/s320/ATT22273.gif" width="118" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will produce salvation for the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABy4HaaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tJ7DKGs8GRQ/s1600-h/ATT22274.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191594870032525730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAxABy4HaaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tJ7DKGs8GRQ/s320/ATT22274.gif" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you see now it depends whose hands it's in.&lt;br /&gt;So put your concerns, your worries, your fears, your hopes, your dreams, your families and your relationships in &lt;strong&gt;God's hands&lt;/strong&gt; because ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-8205317030798241781?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8205317030798241781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=8205317030798241781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8205317030798241781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8205317030798241781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/hands_20.html' title='Hands'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/SAw-7i4HaTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUBUEogsOzU/s72-c/ATT22267.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-5963186438587100018</id><published>2008-04-17T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:49:17.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Dance</title><content type='html'>This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital .&lt;br /&gt;It was sent by a medical doctor&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLOW DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids&lt;br /&gt;On a merry-go-round?&lt;br /&gt;Or listened to the rain&lt;br /&gt;Slapping on the ground?&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;br /&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day&lt;br /&gt;On the fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ask How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done&lt;br /&gt;Do you lie in your bed&lt;br /&gt;With the next hundred chores&lt;br /&gt;Running through your head?&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child,&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;And in your haste,&lt;br /&gt;Not see his sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost touch,&lt;br /&gt;Let a good friendship die&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never had time&lt;br /&gt;To call and say,'Hi'&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere&lt;br /&gt;You miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day,&lt;br /&gt;It is like an unopened gift....&lt;br /&gt;Thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;br /&gt;Do take it slower&lt;br /&gt;Hear the music&lt;br /&gt;Before the song is over.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All: This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the fullest, since she never will. She'll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a family of her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-5963186438587100018?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5963186438587100018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=5963186438587100018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5963186438587100018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/5963186438587100018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-poem-written-by-teenager-with.html' title='Slow Dance'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-3922519820603937333</id><published>2008-04-16T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:49:19.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me Checking In</title><content type='html'>A priest passing through his church in the middle of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Decided to pause by the altar and see who had come to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Just then the back door opened, a man came down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;The priest frowned as he saw the man hadn't shaved in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His shirt was kind of shabby and his coat was worn and frayed,&lt;br /&gt;the man knelt, he bowed his head,&lt;br /&gt;Then rose and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days that followed, each noon time came this chap,&lt;br /&gt;each time he knelt just for a moment, A lunch pail in his lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the priest's suspicions grew, with robbery a main fear,&lt;br /&gt;He decided to stop the man and ask him, "What are you doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The old man said, he worked down the road. Lunch was half an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Lunchtime was his prayer time, For finding strength and power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"I stay only moments, see, because the factory is so far away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;as I kneel here talking to the Lord, This is kind a what I say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD, HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM CHECKING IN TODAY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The priest feeling foolish, told Jim, that was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;He told the man he was welcome To come and pray just anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks." He hurried to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The priest knelt at the altar, he'd never done it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;His cold heart melted, warmed with love, and met with Jesus there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;As the tears flowed, in his heart, he repeated old Jim's prayer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD, HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Past noon one day, the priest noticed that old Jim hadn't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;As more days passed without Jim, he began to worry some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;At the factory, he asked about him , learning he was ill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The hospital staff was worried, But he'd given them a thrill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The week that Jim was with them, Brought changes in the ward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;His smiles, a joy contagious. Changed people, were his reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The head nurse couldn't understand why Jim was so glad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;when no flowers, calls or cards came, Not a visitor he had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The priest stayed by his bed, He voiced the nurse's concern:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;No friends came to show they cared. He had nowhere to turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Looking surprised, old Jim spoke up and with a winsome smile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know, that in here all the while everyday at noon He's here, a dear friend of mine, you see, He sits right down, takes my hand, Leans over and says to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM, HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY, I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS CHECKING IN TODAY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;If this blesses you, pass it on Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart. May God hold you in the palm of His hand and Angels watch over you. But for those of us who are already His, He not only holds us in the palm of His hand, but has engraved our names there, and we are continually in His sight (Isaiah 49:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;This is too good not to share - "So this is me ... Just Checking In....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-3922519820603937333?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3922519820603937333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=3922519820603937333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/3922519820603937333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/3922519820603937333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-me-checking-in.html' title='Just Me Checking In'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-7994228134377672383</id><published>2008-03-02T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:49:21.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS WHY WE NEED TO LEARN ENGLISH!</title><content type='html'>Some of you may think that. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"English???? I don't see it's important to learn other languages"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"English!!!! Aw... it's so difficult ah! makes me sick and tired. I give up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you will see some example of, most likely, people who pretend to know english but infact, they put themselves in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEHOLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R8tvEckzQBI/AAAAAAAAADc/wHIvjg4B878/s1600-h/Hide+Drug.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173350719145852946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R8tvEckzQBI/AAAAAAAAADc/wHIvjg4B878/s320/Hide+Drug.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of many example which, if I may say, HILARIOUS and DANGEROUS at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that this notice tries to prevent people using drugs, but instead, people who DOESN'T UNDERSTAND INDONESIAN, which I believe not only a few, will take the notice differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will think that they're "allowed" to have drugs but they have to hide it instead of stay away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANOTHER EXAMPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO...... HILARIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173358948303192114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R8t2jckzQDI/AAAAAAAAADs/ubczmu8nDaw/s320/Ply+Over.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be someone noticed the mistake, so.... the one who made it attempted a little correction on it which turns........ AWFUL!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173358939713257506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R8t2i8kzQCI/AAAAAAAAADk/SHwUGkTiSwM/s320/Ply+Ofer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dya' want some more?????? Here it is!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173411669026750546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R8umgMkzQFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8B0TV-hV-LM/s400/image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My suggestion!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to be cool and sophisticated in front of other people, please LEARN ENGLISH WELL and USE PROPER ENGLISH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So guys! Now you can decide whether you want and need to learn english or not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face it! Wherever you are, you need English if you want to develop more. Doesn't mean that English is more important than out tongue-language, it's simply because our language is not enough to make ourselves well-informed about everything in this world, right??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think about it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best Regards! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-7994228134377672383?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7994228134377672383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=7994228134377672383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7994228134377672383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7994228134377672383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-why-we-need-to-learn-english.html' title='THIS IS WHY WE NEED TO LEARN ENGLISH!'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R8tvEckzQBI/AAAAAAAAADc/wHIvjg4B878/s72-c/Hide+Drug.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-6283341121066052969</id><published>2008-02-19T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:40:16.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Way to Learn Other and its Variation</title><content type='html'>Just simply put this principle in your mind:&lt;br /&gt;“Other and its variation are all about LEFT OVERS”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always use this example to make it clearer and easier to understand! Just give it a shot and give your best to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works for me so…… I really hope it works for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Due to the length of the article, I've deliberately put it in the DOWNLOAD SPOT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please download this article it in the DOWNLOAD SPOT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Regards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-6283341121066052969?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6283341121066052969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=6283341121066052969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6283341121066052969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/6283341121066052969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/simple-way-to-learn-other-and-its.html' title='A Simple Way to Learn Other and its Variation'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-831259663853409084</id><published>2008-02-13T23:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:53:46.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fw: What goes around comes around.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;div   style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New';font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.' &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have&lt;br /&gt;been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the&lt;br /&gt;money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old saying 'What goes around comes around.' Today I sent you this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on. Let this light shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GOD BLESS!~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-831259663853409084?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/831259663853409084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=831259663853409084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/831259663853409084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/831259663853409084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/fw-what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='Fw: What goes around comes around.....'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-7031305933491507749</id><published>2008-02-04T23:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:57:26.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fw: Ah Hua's job interview (We can also say, a colourful english)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman, new york, times, serif"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman, new york, times, serif"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman, new york, times, serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Ah Hua went for a job interview to be a secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;When the manager saw Ah Hua's colorful attire and gold, white-highlighted&lt;br /&gt;hair, his mind is screaming, "NOT THIS WOMAN!!!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Nevertheless, he still had to interview Ah Hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;So he told Ah Hua,"If you can form a sentence using the words that I give&lt;br /&gt;you, then I will give you a chance! The words are &amp;lt;GREEN, PINK, YELLOW,&lt;br /&gt;BLUE, WHITE , PURPLE and BLACK&amp;gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Ah Hua thought for a while and said,"I hear the phone GREEN , GREEN ,&lt;br /&gt;GREEN, then I go and PINK up the phone, I say YELLOW ... BLUE's that ... ?&lt;br /&gt;WHITE did you say ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;Aiyah, wrong numberlah ... Don't PURPLELY disturb people and don't call&lt;br /&gt;BLACK, OK ... ? Kum Siah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;The manager fainted ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-7031305933491507749?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7031305933491507749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=7031305933491507749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7031305933491507749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7031305933491507749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/fw-ah-huas-job-interview-we-can-also.html' title='Fw: Ah Hua&apos;s job interview (We can also say, a colourful english)'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-7459787596017126683</id><published>2008-02-04T20:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:53:48.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fw: SAKURA IN JAPAN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frT_dDlmI/AAAAAAAAACU/fT7vKbsWUzk/s1600-h/pic21718-787691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163354226486908514" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frT_dDlmI/AAAAAAAAACU/fT7vKbsWUzk/s320/pic21718-787691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frUPdDlnI/AAAAAAAAACc/yOIDLbBCV-M/s1600-h/pic03753-788715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163354230781875826" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frUPdDlnI/AAAAAAAAACc/yOIDLbBCV-M/s320/pic03753-788715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frUfdDloI/AAAAAAAAACk/E4I6qy3u-EI/s1600-h/pic16139-789284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163354235076843138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frUfdDloI/AAAAAAAAACk/E4I6qy3u-EI/s320/pic16139-789284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-7459787596017126683?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7459787596017126683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=7459787596017126683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7459787596017126683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/7459787596017126683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/fw-sakura-in-japan.html' title='Fw: SAKURA IN JAPAN...'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6frT_dDlmI/AAAAAAAAACU/fT7vKbsWUzk/s72-c/pic21718-787691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-4536302081287073091</id><published>2008-01-27T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:53:49.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EFFECTS OF COLD WATER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R516mPdDlhI/AAAAAAAAABc/c8vKTQIA9HU/s1600-h/Heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160415545438475794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R516mPdDlhI/AAAAAAAAABc/c8vKTQIA9HU/s320/Heart.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;It will slow down the digestion. Once this 'sludge' reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal. A serious note about heart attacks - You should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line. You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. 60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-4536302081287073091?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4536302081287073091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=4536302081287073091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4536302081287073091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/4536302081287073091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/01/effects-of-cold-water.html' title='EFFECTS OF COLD WATER'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R516mPdDlhI/AAAAAAAAABc/c8vKTQIA9HU/s72-c/Heart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-8580439005097399990</id><published>2008-01-25T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:53:52.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO TRUE STORIES ABOUT RACISM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) TOMMY HILFIGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm sure many of you watched the recent taping of the Oprah Winfrey Show where her guest was Tommy Hilfiger. On the show, she asked him if the statements about race he was accused of saying were true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statements like : "If I'd known African-Americans, Hispanics, Jewish and Asians would buy my clothes, I WOULD NOT have made them so nice. I wish these people would NOT buy my clothes, as they are made for upper class white people." His answer to Oprah was a simple : "YES" &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;...where after she immediately asked him to leave her show.My suggestion...??? Don't buy your next shirt or perfume from Tommy Hilfiger. Let's give him what he asked for. Let's not buy his clothes, let's put Him in a financial state where he himself will not be able to afford the ridiculous prices he puts on his clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BOYCOTT... PLEASE SPREAD THIS STORY TO ANYONE YOU KNOW...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then send it to the whole community that's not white people and see the result. We have to see the result of unity. Let's find out if Non-whites really play such a small part in the world. Stop buying any range of their product, perfume, cosmetics, clothes, bags, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) BRITISH AIRWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Scene took place on a British Airways flight between Johannesburg and London .A White woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a black man. Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air Hostess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Madam, what is the matter ?" the hostess asked.&lt;br /&gt;"You obviously do not see it then ?" she responded. "You placed me next to a black man. I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a repugnant group. Give me an alternative seat."&lt;br /&gt;"Be calm please," the hostess replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Almost all the places on this Flight is taken. "I will go to see if another place is available."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hostess went away and then came back a few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;"Madam, Just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the economy class. I spoke to the captain and he informed me that there is a seat in the business class. All the same, we still have one place in the first class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the woman could say anything, the hostess continued:"It is not usual for our company to permit someone from the economy class to sit in the first class. However, given the circumstances, the captain feels that it would be scandalous to make someone sit next to someone so disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned to the black guy, and said, "Therefore, Sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage, a seat awaits you in FIRST CLASS."&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, the other passengers who were shocked by what they had just witnessed stood up and applauded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Both the above are true stories. If You are against racism, please spread to all your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-8580439005097399990?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8580439005097399990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=8580439005097399990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8580439005097399990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/8580439005097399990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-true-stories-about-racism.html' title='TWO TRUE STORIES ABOUT RACISM...'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498578234005017105.post-3911812597163752952</id><published>2008-01-24T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:53:55.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English and My Personal Encounter 1</title><content type='html'>English is something that has been a boost in my life. I've known English since I was 5 or 6. My pa' bought this "New Ways to English" set. FASCINATING! So I learned simple English until I was able to say my first English sentence I created my self (PROUD!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to eat now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool huh! Not bad for a six-year-old boy. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you should know the fact that English was more like a fancy thing for my family that day. I didn't get any English lesson at school nor any private course due to economical problem. So.... Inventing a sentence on my own..., that's huge for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Being a teacher and teaching many students nowadays, I found it &lt;em&gt;BIZZARE&lt;/em&gt; to know some of my students (even some of my collagues) are having difficulties to learn English on their own. English is fun! It's fun indeed..... It should have been fun. &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; We can explore and create things in English. We can convey our thoughts easier (at least it works for me) and we will sound cooler nah????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a lot more to share but I guess I also want to know a bit about your personal encounter with English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun. and you can help people at the same time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards!&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498578234005017105-3911812597163752952?l=k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3911812597163752952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=498578234005017105&amp;postID=3911812597163752952&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/3911812597163752952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498578234005017105/posts/default/3911812597163752952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k4-englishandstuff.blogspot.com/2008/01/english-and-my-personal-encounter.html' title='English and My Personal Encounter 1'/><author><name>Yudhistira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236275339600223711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='12' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ub1RGSqHNEA/R6a8OPdDllI/AAAAAAAAACM/y8q56LbyLAk/S220/COBA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
