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Tuesday, March 01, 2005

>> > >Everyday when you return from your school,
>> > >whether or not it is from a secondary school, a
>> > >junior collage, a polytechnic, or ITE, you would
>> > >probably think that school sucks.
>> > >
>> > >All that work and torture under your lecturer's
>> > >or teacher's homework or assignments, or
>> > >tutorials...
>> > >
>> > >But think about this, i mean really think. All
>> > >the time spent with your classmates, all the
>> > >laughter, sorrows, and happiness of knowing that
>> > >your friends are there in your class.
>> > >
>> > >Now imagine them gone, perhaps part of them or
>> > >even all of them. You may not realise it, but
>> > >when advancing into the next level of education,
>> > >it is inevitable that some friends will be
>> > >parting with you.
>> > >
>> > >What is all this you ask yourself, what I ask is
>> > >of you to think, for those who received this
>> > >mail, what do those people who were once or were
>> > >still your classmates and friends meant to you.
>> > >
>> > >Anyone who has at least finished their o levels
>> > >and has graduated from respective schools would
>> > >know the feeling of parting with your classmates
>> > >and friends.
>> > >
>> > >Not knowing when you still see them again.
>> > >
>> > >Perhaps the next day, the next week, month,
>> > >years, or even decade. Perhaps one day, you
>> > >would realised how bitter sweet those memories
>> > >were, the fun you had with your classmates and
>> > >friends.
>> > >
>> > > That is why ever so often when you asked
>> > >someone which is the most fond memories they had
>> > >in their years in education, they would often
>> > >have that sadness in their eyes, but yet, they
>> > >smile briefly.
>> > >
>> > >It's the memories of their school friends. Those
>> > >unforgettable years of laughter and happiness in
>> > >school.
>> > >
>> > >Each classmate had suffered under the same
>> > >stresses in school. The teachers, whether they
>> > >are kind or extremely strict.
>> > >
>> > >So treasure your schooling days, don't complain,
>> > >because you never know when you will miss them
>> > >dearly. And perhaps, shed a tear for those
>> > >treasured times in your youth.
>> > >
>> > >if this touches your heart, and reminded you
>> > >of those classmates who brought happiness,
>> > >laughter, colour to your life, you can pass it
>> > >on, let your classmates know that although all
>> > >these years, whether short or long, you still
>> > >have not forgotten them. Or...
>> > >
>> > >Let those whom are weak and tormented in the
>> > >spirit find strength in this letter, knowing
>> > >that someone still remembers them, and care for
>> > >them. No matter the circumstances.
>> > >
>> > >Even though I walk through the valley of the
>> > >shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you
>> > >are with me
>> > >
>> > >-Psalm 23

2sistas :: 2:48 PM

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