If was looking out at the window where I can see many trees in all kinds. They just stood rooted to the ground, not ever waving their elegant branches. I thought it is a pity for those elegant things to do nothing useful or meaningful. And I began to imagine if I were a tree, what tree would I like to be, and what would I do?
If I were a tree, I would wave my branches back and forth while the wind would sing a song especially composed for me. I would also let the birds have a good time on my perfect branches. They would sing me beautiful songs, full of happiness. I guess I'd like to be an apple tree. Then I'll be able to provide the people not only my cool shade but also sweet fragrant flowers and juicey apples. All the bumblebees and the butterflies would love me. But I would still write my diary . I would ask a clever bird to peck on my trunk and write my diary on it, and live a meaningful life.
After I finished writing, I opened my windows wide and told my idea to the trees. Even though I didn't see it, I'm susre the trees all listened with their whole heart, ready to put my words in action.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Kyu Won's Journal 71
Dying Lives
As usual, our family talked at dinner table about what had happened during the day time. The following was my story:
While I was coming back home, I saw a bee dying. It was flapping its wings and making a buzzing sound that I hated. I almost screamed at the desperating sound at the top of my tiny lungs! Well, I think my lungs are tiny. That's all.
Then, a tiny lizard (tinier than my lung, I think so) ran out of a shrub to the bee and gobbled it down. "Wow~, that guy must have been jolly hungry!", I thought. Poor little lives. They got eaten in a blink of an eye. After witnessing that horrible scene, I think life is very disgusting.
As usual, our family talked at dinner table about what had happened during the day time. The following was my story:
While I was coming back home, I saw a bee dying. It was flapping its wings and making a buzzing sound that I hated. I almost screamed at the desperating sound at the top of my tiny lungs! Well, I think my lungs are tiny. That's all.
Then, a tiny lizard (tinier than my lung, I think so) ran out of a shrub to the bee and gobbled it down. "Wow~, that guy must have been jolly hungry!", I thought. Poor little lives. They got eaten in a blink of an eye. After witnessing that horrible scene, I think life is very disgusting.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Kyu Won's Journal 70
A Recipe To Be A Good Girl
Today, Grand was upset 'caus my sister and I fought. I felt guilty. So I decided to be good. If you want to be good also, you'll just to see this recipe.
How to make a naughty one into a good one
1. If you are dirty, go and wash at once.
2. Grab a book and start studying no matter what time it is.
3. Say " It was really yummy mom, and I mean it." after every single meal or snack.
4.Be fairy like to your siblings.
5.Never ever say idiotic words used by street boys,
6. Do your chores and give massage to parents or grandparents and ask them to tell you the stories when they were young. And I know theyill laugh and tell you one willingly.
After you follow these recipe, write down your praise you got. Maybe you'll get 100!
Today, Grand was upset 'caus my sister and I fought. I felt guilty. So I decided to be good. If you want to be good also, you'll just to see this recipe.
How to make a naughty one into a good one
1. If you are dirty, go and wash at once.
2. Grab a book and start studying no matter what time it is.
3. Say " It was really yummy mom, and I mean it." after every single meal or snack.
4.Be fairy like to your siblings.
5.Never ever say idiotic words used by street boys,
6. Do your chores and give massage to parents or grandparents and ask them to tell you the stories when they were young. And I know theyill laugh and tell you one willingly.
After you follow these recipe, write down your praise you got. Maybe you'll get 100!
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Kyu Won's Journal 69
The Racist
I read a book about the racists. They think white people are superior to the blakck-skinned. I was surprised that people in the 21st century are still racists. Why, this is the 21st century for goodness sake.
Some black skinned people are just like us. Just note Conzales Laiza( a minister of Defence in U.S. A.) How respectful she is! Indeed no difference between the colors of skin. If you were a black skinned people being treated badly, how would you feel?
Well, maybe in your pre-life you had been a black-skinned person. And pre life of the blackskinned person also might be a white-skinned saying nasty things about black-skinned. How do we know?
So from now on, I'd love to see black and white cooperating with each other.
I read a book about the racists. They think white people are superior to the blakck-skinned. I was surprised that people in the 21st century are still racists. Why, this is the 21st century for goodness sake.
Some black skinned people are just like us. Just note Conzales Laiza( a minister of Defence in U.S. A.) How respectful she is! Indeed no difference between the colors of skin. If you were a black skinned people being treated badly, how would you feel?
Well, maybe in your pre-life you had been a black-skinned person. And pre life of the blackskinned person also might be a white-skinned saying nasty things about black-skinned. How do we know?
So from now on, I'd love to see black and white cooperating with each other.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Kyu Won's Journal 68
Children's Day
My sister and I woke up with a wide grin. It was Children's Day. No School!
Our Grand told us we could play for 1 hour in the morning, singing ,dancing, playing computer games, anything we like. We sang a song. It goes,"Ha, ho,ha, ho, what a day! Don't need to make our beds, don't need to put on silly dresses which is very lady like, no pencils, no notebooks, hurray, hurray! Away off those horrid books, so listen what we say. Ho, ho , it's Children's Day."
After we sang, we put on our clothes that we wanted to put on. Grandma made us our special breakfast, mushroom soup with black berry bread.
My tutor bought us seventeen adorable guppies and two miniature tortoise. Imagine that I squealed with happoiness. And that's not all. Grandmother came with a bundle of carnations to give us. After all the fun things Grandma brought us to Pizza hut for dinner. A happy day.
My sister and I woke up with a wide grin. It was Children's Day. No School!
Our Grand told us we could play for 1 hour in the morning, singing ,dancing, playing computer games, anything we like. We sang a song. It goes,"Ha, ho,ha, ho, what a day! Don't need to make our beds, don't need to put on silly dresses which is very lady like, no pencils, no notebooks, hurray, hurray! Away off those horrid books, so listen what we say. Ho, ho , it's Children's Day."
After we sang, we put on our clothes that we wanted to put on. Grandma made us our special breakfast, mushroom soup with black berry bread.
My tutor bought us seventeen adorable guppies and two miniature tortoise. Imagine that I squealed with happoiness. And that's not all. Grandmother came with a bundle of carnations to give us. After all the fun things Grandma brought us to Pizza hut for dinner. A happy day.
Kyu Won's Journal 67
Do Malayan Pets fast?
Some in my class are Malayans. They are fasting nowadays. Some of them have pets. And when their pets come, they will become Malayan cats, dogs or birds(and hamsters). Well, if my friends fast, what about their pets? Do they fast, too?
Some say no, some say yes. I say yes. If I were a Malayan, and my family and I were praying, I would make my pet sit straight-non- making sound and closed its eyes.
Then, if I were a Malayan, I would change my name Nura or Nabila , something like that.
Some in my class are Malayans. They are fasting nowadays. Some of them have pets. And when their pets come, they will become Malayan cats, dogs or birds(and hamsters). Well, if my friends fast, what about their pets? Do they fast, too?
Some say no, some say yes. I say yes. If I were a Malayan, and my family and I were praying, I would make my pet sit straight-non- making sound and closed its eyes.
Then, if I were a Malayan, I would change my name Nura or Nabila , something like that.
Kyu Won's Journal 66
Invited to the Birthday Party.
I began to get ready for S's birthday. I bought gifts and wrapped them in a beautiful wrapping paper. I bought a beautiful memorandum plus a soft room marker. My sister wanted that room marker but I refused to give it to her. Actually I also wanted to keep the sweet room marker.
However my granny said," The thing that you like is just a thing for a gift." That's how come I decided to give S the sweet room marker. My sister willingly agreed and helped me wrap my presents for S. I hope S will get pleased .
I began to get ready for S's birthday. I bought gifts and wrapped them in a beautiful wrapping paper. I bought a beautiful memorandum plus a soft room marker. My sister wanted that room marker but I refused to give it to her. Actually I also wanted to keep the sweet room marker.
However my granny said," The thing that you like is just a thing for a gift." That's how come I decided to give S the sweet room marker. My sister willingly agreed and helped me wrap my presents for S. I hope S will get pleased .
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