Life's like that!

January 31, 2012

Personality and Attitude


Generous Donation
This month, a generous donor who prefers to remain anonymous, donated almost $5,000 worth of office and classroom supplies to the school.

Teachers and staff are so grateful for the generous donation and have used those supplies to benefit students in the classrooms.

I am thankful to Allah SWT that there are still kindhearted and generous people out there in this world.


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11 Rules Your Kid Did Not And Will Not Learn In School
Life is not fair - get used to it!

The world doesn't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something before you feel good about yourself.

You will not make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flippers. They called it opportunity.

If you messed up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes. Learn from them.

Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Your school may have done away with winners and losers. But life has not. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to anything in real life.

Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your own time.

RULE 10:
Television is not real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

RULE 11:
Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.


January 26, 2012

Video: Hip Hop Around the Clock (telling time to the hour w/ Jack Hartmann)


Video: School House Rock - Counting by Fives


Video: Chicken Count- Jack Hartmann- counting video for kids


Video: 3D Shapes I Know (song for kids)


Video: 2D Shapes I Know (song for kids)


Video: Ikan Keke Mailoi

I learned to sing this Malay folk song in secondary school, and I love the soothing melody.


January 25, 2012

School Photo Gallery

When I returned to work in October after my maternity leave, I started taking photos of students learning in and outside the classroom. Then I upload them on Picasa Web and email the link to teachers and staff.

All praise be to Allah (SWT), many teachers appreciate the opportunity to see these photos because they get to learn teaching strategies from other teachers.

After seeing the effort and time that teachers put into teaching, I have a deeper appreciation for them. In fact, I am inspired to implement some of their teaching strategies when I teach DD1 at home. Hopefully in the near future, I will have the chance to become a certified teacher, Allah SWT willing.


January 17, 2012

Poster: English is a crazy language


Welcome to the 21st Century
Hope is all we've got...


Multiplication Lapbook
Will try to make one and show it to the 3rd grade teacher.


Pop-ups for Writing
I love the idea of using pop-ups to make writing fun. Can be used for teaching social studies, Islamic studies, Arabic, Chinese and science!


Literacy Idea - Venn Diagram

Awesome teaching tool! Use it from kindergarten and up.


January 13, 2012

Video: Do your ears hang low?

Version 1

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
like a continental soldier?
Do your ears hang low?

Do your ears hang high?
Do they reach up to the sky?
Do they droop when they are wet?
Do they stiffen when they're dry?
Can you semaphore your neighbour
with a minimum of labour?
Do your ears hang high?

Do your ears flip-flop?
Can you use them for a mop?
Are they stringy at the bottom?
Are they curly at the top?
Can you use them for a swatter?
Can you use them for a blotter?
Do your ears flip-flop?

Do your ears hang out?
Can you waggle them about?
Can you flip them up and down
as you fly around the town?
Can you shut them up for sure
when you hear an awful bore?
Do your ears hang out?
Version 2

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang low?

Does your tongue hang down?
Does it flop all around?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a bow?
Can you throw it o'er your shoulder
like a Continental Soldier?
Does your tongue hang down?

Does your nose hang low?
Does it wiggle to and fro?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a bow?
Can you throw it o'er your
shoulder like a Continental Soldier?
Does your nose hang low?

Do your eyes pop out?
Do they bounce all about?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
like a Continental Soldier?
Do your eyes pop out?

Do your eyeballs droop
do they wobble in your soup
can you tie them in a loop
can you wind them on a hoop
do your eyeballs droop!
The following verses are copyright 1998 by Lawrence, Ann, Benjamin, and Katherine Sulky

Do your ears stretch wide? Do they reach from side to side?
Can you use them as a parachute
or wings that let you glide?
Can you cast a cooling shadow
over most of Colorado?
Do your ears stretch wide?

Are your ears too big? Are they heavy as a pig?
Do they bruise your cerebellum
when you dance an Irish jig?
Can they function as the anchors
for a fleet of oil tankers?
Are your ears too big?

Are your ears real small? Barely visible at all?
Do they look just like two peanuts stuck onto a bowling ball?
Can you store them in a thimble when you're feeling rather nimble?
Are your ears real small?

Are your ears quite clean? Do they have a lovely sheen?
Did you harvest all the vegetables that grow down in between?
Did you wash out all the soil after all your farming toil?
Are your ears quite clean?

Are your ears so thin? Do the breezes make 'em spin?
Can you shine a light right through them like the finest onionskin?
Can you wrap up a salami? Do they fold like origami?
Are your ears so thin?

Lyrics Source:


Poem: Where are the parents?

Received from a mailing list.

Where are the parents?
They are on the phone to doctors and hospitals and fighting with insurance companies, wading through the red tape in order that their child's medical needs can be properly addressed.
They are buried under a mountain of paperwork and medical bills, trying to make sense of a system that seems designed to confuse and intimidate all but the very savvy.

Where are the parents?
They are at home, diapering their 15 year old son, or trying to lift their 100 lb. daughter onto the toilet.
They are spending an hour at each meal to feed a child who cannot chew, or laboriously and carefully feeding their child through a g-tube.
They are administering medications, changing catheters and switching oxygen tanks.

Where are the parents?
They are sitting, bleary eyed and exhausted, in hospital emergency rooms, waiting for tests results to come back and wondering: is this the time when my child doesn't pull through?
They are sitting patiently, in hospital rooms as their child recovers from yet another surgery to lengthen hamstrings or straighten backs or repair a faulty internal organ.
They are waiting in long lines in county clinics because no insurance company will touch their child.

Where are the parents?
They are sleeping in shifts because their child won't sleep more than 2 or 3 hours a night, and must constantly be watched, lest he do himself, or another member of the family, harm.
They are sitting at home with their child because family and friends are either too intimidated or too unwilling to help with child care and the state agencies that are designed to help are suffering cut backs of there own.

Where are the parents?
They are trying to spend time with their non-disabled children, as they try to make up for the extra time and effort that is critical to keeping their disabled child alive.
They are struggling to keep a marriage together, because adversity does not always bring you closer.
They are working 2 and sometime 3 jobs in order to keep up with the extra expenses.
And sometimes they are a single parent struggling to do it all by themselves.

Where are the parents?
They are trying to survive in a society that pays lip service to helping those in need, as long as it doesn't cost them anything.
They are trying to patch their broken dreams together so that they might have some sort of normal life for their children and their families.
They are busy, trying to survive.

written by Sue Stuyvesant


January 10, 2012

Daughters and Sons


January 09, 2012

My Mother's Work Ethics

My mother always reminds me to work hard for my dough. Her words of wisdom include:

1. Talk less, work more.
2. Do not gossip about people.
3. Mind my own business.
4. Respect people's feelings.
5. You will not die from doing more.

I have already been using these phrases on DD1 since she was four years old. Allah SWT willing I hope she will have the same excellent work ethics as my mother when she grows up.


Stephen Colbert and Jon Stewart on the Emmy Award


Stephen Colbert on The View


Auto-Tune the News: Sanity Song


January 06, 2012

李湄表演《賣餛飩》 (1962)


韋秀嫻(唱)丁瑩(演)~紅豆詞 (1964)


南方二重唱 - 紅豆詞 2000

滴不盡相思血淚拋紅豆 開不完春柳春花滿畫樓
睡不穩紗窗風雨黃昏後 忘不了新愁與舊愁

嚥不下玉粒金樽噎滿喉 照不見菱花鏡裡形容瘦

恰便似遮不住的青山隱隱 流不斷的綠水悠悠

今日一曲相思紅豆 不為你們那個消瘦
年少輕狂為你譜的新愁 他日你們還記的否

癡情笑我 愛強說愁
驀然回首 春華已過
才子佳人神話代代依舊 菱花鏡裡白了多少少年頭


January 01, 2012

Article: A Shadow in the ER

A shadow in the ER: Reporter gets behind-the-scenes look at system in action

By Ellwood Shreve
Spending the graveyard shift in the local emergency department wasn't like stepping inside an episode of ER - but that's why it's real life.
When Dr. Anthony Dixon, co-chief of the emergency department at the Chatham-Kent Health Alliance, invited me to spend a shift shadowing him at the Chatham campus ER, I jumped at the chance.

The department has taken some heat in the media over recent incidents with patients and Dixon wanted to give a reporter the chance to experience the whole story.

When I arrived at the ER at midnight last Saturday - carting a bit of 'TV show mentality - I figured it was going to be a real zoo.
It looked as like there could be drama right away. A couple of cops had a hurting handcuffed prisoner. However, he was treated quickly and walked out quietly with the officers.
Oh well, the night was young.
Looking around, I see the largest computer screen I've ever seen, filled with patients' names, along with a description of their medical problems.
When Dixon begins his shift, there are 15 patients in the unit, and a small number of people in the waiting room.
Not exactly a busy night by ER standards, but I soon learn you don't say the "Q-word" (quiet) around here.
Read the rest here.

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Article: How Doctors Die

It's not like the rest of us, but it should be
by Ken Murray
Years ago, Charlie, a highly respected orthopedist and a mentor of mine, found a lump in his stomach. He had a surgeon explore the area, and the diagnosis was pancreatic cancer. This surgeon was one of the best in the country. He had even invented a new procedure for this exact cancer that could triple a patient’s five-year-survival odds—from 5 percent to 15 percent—albeit with a poor quality of life. Charlie was uninterested. He went home the next day, closed his practice, and never set foot in a hospital again. He focused on spending time with family and feeling as good as possible. Several months later, he died at home. He got no chemotherapy, radiation, or surgical treatment. Medicare didn’t spend much on him.

It’s not a frequent topic of discussion, but doctors die, too. And they don’t die like the rest of us. What’s unusual about them is not how much treatment they get compared to most Americans, but how little. For all the time they spend fending off the deaths of others, they tend to be fairly serene when faced with death themselves. They know exactly what is going to happen, they know the choices, and they generally have access to any sort of medical care they could want. But they go gently.

Read the rest here.