Well we aren't always the lucky ones when it comes down to money. Every person i know complains about money. Why is it that this single enitity is more fantasized than Britney Spears and Beyonce? We concure the wrath of money-madness when we begin the search for it, usually ending with little or none of it.
Once i heard this tale of a monkey who stole a handful of grapes from a person's basket, it immediatly ran up tree to avoid the flaring person's wrath. Reaching up to a decent height up the tree, it decided to commence its consumption of the grapes. Unexpectedly a single grape grain slipped from its grasp, the dumb animal flung its hands to grasp it, leading to the loss of the rest of the grains in his hands. This witty tale teaches us an important moral lesson, do not reach out for the losses u incurred, grasp what u have with all your might, or else you might end up losing the rest of what is left. This lesson in particular is directed to those people who gamble with their wealth and do so unknowing of the un-earthing consequences they will face.
Wealth, in todays times, has become an important aspect of people's criteria of judging a person. One is judged by the amount of money he has or hasn't. The level of selfishness increases in a person knowing he needs to be in control of his money before sumone else takes it. all these r vices of wealth.
What of the positives of wealth? Many wealthy people have helped the needy out in various ways. One such example is Oprah Winfrey. She is currently the richest black in the world. no offense to the racial colour,but, she seems to have taken strides way ahead of the rest. This has not prevented Oprah from sharing her money or better, convincing others to share theirs as well. Currently Oprah is running a show called 'Oprah's Big Give', this show hands the common people an opportunity to help those in dire need of it. It is such a succesful show that it has raised millions of dollars for the charities Oprah runs.
With wealth comes power. Once a wise man tried to contradict this statement. He wasn't considered wise anymore. Any foolish person even ,would happily agree with this bold statement. People can say all they want about wealth but the truth remains, the more money you hold, the more power you control.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Past english class nightmares!
Well life can't always be fair on us,actually to be honest it never has been and chances are it never will be. This description fits perfectly for another subject apart from 'life' , which is 'English Class.'
Past experiences for me have been horendous. Having grown up in an african country,Kenya, chances are you are treated like one. Our teachers in the past were allowed to cane us, well not only that but pinch,punch,scratch,chew,nibble,chop,skew and burn as well. Although my description might seem a bit on the exaggerated side but some of it is definatly true, well the first three surely are.
English classes were the classes we used to imagine to be free lessons, well not for long. In year six, our lady teacher was replaced by a male one. He came in with this whole new aura around him . Mythically evil as i would put it. He would boss us around like a dictator. We felt like we were in a militay camp. I can never forget the experiences we had with him, one such was when he picked up a mate of mine ,named Kassim, by the ears! We were stunned.
Eventually we passed the rest of the years with ease, untill...year ten. This was a year which changed my belief in english classes completly. Loathing the class was a general feeling sharedby my classmates, not because our teacher was madly brutal, but because the teacher was brutaly mad.
Mr.Juma was his name and boring us was his game. His words literally incited yawns all over ,and the general attitude over the class dropped drastically. luckily i held on, not paying attention in class does help at times. By the end of that year, we were thoroughly moulded into the perfect english hating students, well that includes the most of us. Time passed and days rolled, our finals emerged and we survived the genocide.
Today we stand again, to face yet another challenge , our challenger (and mentor) Ms.Juida. It now places the responsibility on our laurels to emerge victorious over this highly talked being known as ' Foundation English.' Will we survive this massacre ? Or will we fall victim to this hurdle? Only time will tell.
Past experiences for me have been horendous. Having grown up in an african country,Kenya, chances are you are treated like one. Our teachers in the past were allowed to cane us, well not only that but pinch,punch,scratch,chew,nibble,chop,skew and burn as well. Although my description might seem a bit on the exaggerated side but some of it is definatly true, well the first three surely are.
English classes were the classes we used to imagine to be free lessons, well not for long. In year six, our lady teacher was replaced by a male one. He came in with this whole new aura around him . Mythically evil as i would put it. He would boss us around like a dictator. We felt like we were in a militay camp. I can never forget the experiences we had with him, one such was when he picked up a mate of mine ,named Kassim, by the ears! We were stunned.
Eventually we passed the rest of the years with ease, untill...year ten. This was a year which changed my belief in english classes completly. Loathing the class was a general feeling sharedby my classmates, not because our teacher was madly brutal, but because the teacher was brutaly mad.
Mr.Juma was his name and boring us was his game. His words literally incited yawns all over ,and the general attitude over the class dropped drastically. luckily i held on, not paying attention in class does help at times. By the end of that year, we were thoroughly moulded into the perfect english hating students, well that includes the most of us. Time passed and days rolled, our finals emerged and we survived the genocide.
Today we stand again, to face yet another challenge , our challenger (and mentor) Ms.Juida. It now places the responsibility on our laurels to emerge victorious over this highly talked being known as ' Foundation English.' Will we survive this massacre ? Or will we fall victim to this hurdle? Only time will tell.
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