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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“To a son who is on
his voyage for knowledge”<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He pleads for nasi
lemak<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>which I make myself<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>not from the road
stall.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He asks for chocolate
cake<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>fresh from the oven <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>not from the bakery.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>My simple waffle and anchovies
nugget<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>are his favourite for
evening tea<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>while spaghetti and fried
chicken <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>coated in hot sambal<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>are special weekend treats.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Nasi goreng kampung <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>and chilli sauce are
compulsory.</i></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-63568487150787843902012-08-04T15:26:00.001-07:002012-08-04T16:08:18.086-07:00Malaysia Coconut Pancakes<br />
Ingredients:<br />
3 cups flour<br />
1/2 cup of grated coconut flesh (desicated coconut)<br />
1/4 tsp. salt<br />
1 small spoon of baking powder<br />
3 eggs<br />
1/3 cup oil palm<br />
1+ cup milk<br />
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Mix all the ingredients in a blender. Then, fry in a pan over medium heat. Use a bit of oil to fry the pancakes.<br />
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The images are taken from TIANA Ltd and www.diytrade.comUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-4156516249184972302012-08-04T13:29:00.001-07:002012-08-04T13:29:31.813-07:00Using poem to teach writing<br />
<b>Teaching tips:</b> <blockquote>You may use this poem to teach about healthy eating habit. You can teach new words associated with the word “eat”. You may also teach your students to pronounce the words and to recite the poem using the correct rhythm and intonation. Then, you can get your students to create their own poems, write a speech about a good eating habit or a story about a friend.<br />
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Poem: “My Friend, Farah”<br />
<br />
We consumed six meals a day<br />
Tons of ice-cream<br />
Tons of chocolate<br />
Yet we remained skinny<br />
Friends called us the Bony F.<br />
<br />
Cruel age caught up with me<br />
I began to put weight around my middle<br />
Farah called my fat “love handles”<br />
I was now pleasantly plump<br />
But Farah remained pencil slim.<br />
<br />
Then one day Farah called<br />
She wanted to help me lose weight<br />
By dieting with me<br />
But I wasn’t convinced ……<br />
She wasn’t the sacrificing kind.<br />
<br />
Farah had put on five kilos<br />
She started a liquid diet<br />
Enrolled for aerobics and yoga classes<br />
And lost two kilos after a week<br />
Yet she was weak and dizzy.<br />
<br />
Soon, she lost five kilos<br />
But she did not stop<br />
She was a woman obsessed<br />
No more regular meals<br />
She threw up all the food she ate.<br />
<br />
Her eyes were all bloodshot<br />
Her spine was sticking out<br />
She was definitely shrinking<br />
She no longer had the stamina to exercise<br />
She looked like a war or famine victim. <br />
<br />
One day I received a call<br />
She had a heart attack<br />
I saw her on hospital bed<br />
With all the tubes in her<br />
What a pitiful sight!<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-14614070340102582912012-05-23T06:26:00.001-07:002012-05-23T06:28:24.280-07:00A Master Teacher (Guru Cemerlang)<br />
<br />
<br />
Do I deserve to be a master teacher?<br />
when I only teach the full bright kids?<br />
I don't have to roll my sleeve and wipe the salty sticky sweat<br />
that dripping down my face like some of my friends in the not so good school.<br />
Oh my.....they ran up the stairs<br />
and down again.<br />
I am almost breathless chasing them<br />
to go into the classroom.<br />
<br />
<br />
What am I doing now?<br />
Filling up the form with my particulars<br />
praising myself, stating why I.....<br />
deserve to be a master teacher.<br />
<br />
<br />
Yet in not so good school<br />
The mischievous teenagers who can't even sit still, <br />
and always flashing their yellow teeth<br />
keep saying....<br />
I don't have a pen teacher.<br />
Can I borrow your pen, teacher?<br />
Oh,I left my book teacher.<br />
when ask the reason for not writing. <br />
<br />
<br />
Do I deserve to be a master teacher?<br />
when I can't even help these not so good kids<br />
to get a pass in English<br />
or at the least, to love learning.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-29616933096389504492012-03-06T08:19:00.004-08:002012-03-06T08:35:49.654-08:00Dedicated to my children“Forgive me”<br /> <br />Forgive me dear child<br />Each time I step out for work<br />You are still asleep <br />Most of the time<br />I can’t even give you a peck of kiss<br />on your chubby cheek<br />and smell your sweet sweat<br /><br />I know you are waiting for me<br />For you are always right there<br />In front of the door<br />When I reach home<br />Your small mouth babbling<br />Mum, you are always having a meeting <br />An excuse I don't have to feed you anymore<br /><br />Hundreds of time I’ve let you<br />Sleep on my feet<br />While I was pressing the keyboards<br />Cursing the abundance of the mundane<br />That has stolen my precious time <br />with you, my little one<br />whom I hope won’t abandon me ......................when I am old, crippled, hopeless and weak.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-12946093828262061862011-10-15T07:57:00.000-07:002011-10-15T07:57:51.804-07:00Scopus preview - Scopus - 9 documents that cite: Identifying academically gifted english-language learners using nonverbal tests: A comparison of the raven, NNAT, and CogAT<a href="http://www.scopus.com/results/citedbyresults.url?sort=plf-f&cite=2-s2.0-51649083533&src=s&imp=t&sid=pzuMs0WpsANUbGZCgy75PNo%3a30&sot=cite&sdt=a&sl=0&origin=inward&txGid=pzuMs0WpsANUbGZCgy75PNo%3a2">Scopus preview - Scopus - 9 documents that cite: Identifying academically gifted english-language learners using nonverbal tests: A comparison of the raven, NNAT, and CogAT</a>: <br><br><a style="font-size:13px" href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/pengoopmcjnbflcjbmoeodbmoflcgjlk">'via Blog this'</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-41363814923681275822011-09-09T07:38:00.000-07:002011-09-09T07:52:16.532-07:00Using video in teaching listening to ESL/EFL students<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwnaiHGttoYSSd87NfibyoZ6NEVoQFH-7sUc2IfixfXpZ05cTMaj9pM78YLZE6UaLfUDgruuNXWi8HrYCuXlQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Uploaded by joelstutz on Nov 1, 2009 in "www.youtube.com"<br /><br /><br />Students who learn a second or a foreign language may not understand the words said by speakers of the second or foreign language but they managed to comprehend the message. What are their strategies?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-77091539656754870512011-09-03T06:16:00.000-07:002011-09-03T06:22:14.475-07:00Commonly-used acronym in TESL / TEFLCommonly-used Acronyms
<br />
<br />CALL = Computer Assisted Language Learning
<br />EFL = English as a Foreign Language (Studying English in non-English-speaking countries)
<br />ELT = English Language Teaching (or sometimes Training)
<br />ESL = English as a Second Language (Studying English as a non-native speaker in a country where English is spoken. Depending on where you are from, the term ESL may be more inclusive and includes EFL. For some people the reverse seems to be true.)
<br />ESOL = English to Speakers of Other Languages (Note: ESL and EFL are often used interchangeably. This acronym is an attempt to make a generic term and then assign more limited meanings to ESL and EFL.)
<br />L1 = "Language 1" = the student's native (primary or first acquired) language.
<br />L2 = "Language 2" = the language being learned or studied
<br />TEFL = Teaching English as a Foreign Language
<br />TESL = Teaching English as a Second Language
<br />TESOL = Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages (It is also the name of an association, Teachers of English to Speakers of Other Languages, Inc.)
<br />TOEFL = Test of English as a Foreign Language
<br />TOEIC = Test of English for International Communication
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Care to visit the website.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-90713633967850789542011-05-11T23:07:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:39:01.018-07:00Is going to university a must?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHt2AOSS_tHLNKKU-oDyTuzfWzRiMCjDjZUKnReShZTVL-i15OFKG_apWAu1a3k02sMRTL6sKQVtvZkChlIGKFyEWo-j0cfI1YRWDaXtjq6TOu6UIkwffMB-o96INus5ZCFyryrrltD6WZ/s1600/essex.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHt2AOSS_tHLNKKU-oDyTuzfWzRiMCjDjZUKnReShZTVL-i15OFKG_apWAu1a3k02sMRTL6sKQVtvZkChlIGKFyEWo-j0cfI1YRWDaXtjq6TOu6UIkwffMB-o96INus5ZCFyryrrltD6WZ/s320/essex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605707378556286386" /></a><br />My Essex U: I was at the William Morris Tower<br /><br /><br />Hi everyone!<br />Going to university has always been one’s dream because almost everyone around us says, “When you grow up, you must study hard and go to university. Once you graduated, you will get a high salary.”<br />This belief may have been true forty or twenty years ago. Bill Gates has proved to us that even though he did not graduate, he can still earn a high figure income. However, should we compare ourselves to Bill Gates?<br />Bill Gates may have left university but he did so not because he disliked learning. The university did not seem able to satisfy his curiosity and challenge his intelligence. On his own, he ventured into the world of computer and introduced Microsoft. Bill Gates is the one who is responsible to initiate the high-tech lifestyle that most of us are indulging in at present.<br />Well, back to the main issue “Should we go to university? Personally, as a mother, I would like my children to follow my footsteps though I have seen a few instances of school dropouts turn out to become wealthy businessmen. I would like my sons to learn as much as they can before they join the working force. I would like to equip them with the necessary skills needed to survive in the adults’ world. I would like them to be able to make wise judgement. Yes they should be rich enough that they can help others! I hope they would not turn up to love money more than their own selves. <br />A friend I know says that university is not the only place to gain knowledge and skills. I agree with him because there are many technical colleges around the country which provide trainings for future technicians and engineers. Even a car workshop in my neighbourhood offers informal lessons to youngsters who are not academically inclined. What important for a school leaver is to decide what is best for him. Wherever he goes, learning process should continue. <br />I am really sad to see youngsters, who refuse to further study or to get trainings, but keeps engaging themselves in unbeneficial activities which I would rather call it as “Indulging in extreme entertainment”. The 24 hours that God gives is spent by them singing karaoke, watching television, loafing, racing and sleeping one whole day. Please kids, wake up! Do not waste your time!<br />To all school leavers, I hope all of you will decide what is best for your future. Choose the right path! Ask a guide from an inspiring adult. (Not the one who frequents the coffee shop from morning until midnight and keeps checking his lottery tickets. God forbids!)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-85545545914055446122011-04-29T07:06:00.000-07:002011-06-18T18:00:13.383-07:00SENDAI JAPANDear my good friend, Tomoko Ihara of Sendai,Japan,<br /><br />How are you? I hope you are in a safe condition. It has been such a long time since we last kept in touch. I guess we have been too busy with our own things. The recent tsunami which hit your area is one of those which has made me aware of the importance of KEEPING IN TOUCH. The world and everything around it can wait! Our friends and family are more important! <br /><br />Sometimes, it's so difficult for me to put aside a few minutes for a friend (and family members) due to the demand of my teaching job in a secondary school. My job is taking away 18-20 hours of my day. There has been moments when I have thought of quitting this demanding job so that I can focus more on matters that are more crucial.<br /><br />I pray for your safety dear friend.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-74739085465537292202011-04-26T14:10:00.000-07:002011-04-26T15:13:06.252-07:00ENGLISH VILLAGE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3aWSXDLebyu9bZr7AwDtgsvLmhF276rxxacJbFLRXHvu9b2OvFIqcJUQiOqI1QF20yXxC_FqvIPAXl6bmKeZ-g7uQur8GxwNlFQnWuF6OGtpMpRLoTZ-kB8CAMA6RpYT1FUoCFdOPGfia/s1600/IMGP3875.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3aWSXDLebyu9bZr7AwDtgsvLmhF276rxxacJbFLRXHvu9b2OvFIqcJUQiOqI1QF20yXxC_FqvIPAXl6bmKeZ-g7uQur8GxwNlFQnWuF6OGtpMpRLoTZ-kB8CAMA6RpYT1FUoCFdOPGfia/s320/IMGP3875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016152985687410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkSBrf5AW-bZp9rnOrarxUm3JbTf5NQYQ_mWXYnaWzUFdX5Jo3ExfmGBcRTGRjm1N9yflKAG_8536TMFMQ5V9DqXrTXJFO3UycQfnyILf98pYsifbyK5ldZJUOvNlhmj5OKsbgGulNRIkH/s1600/IMGP3891.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkSBrf5AW-bZp9rnOrarxUm3JbTf5NQYQ_mWXYnaWzUFdX5Jo3ExfmGBcRTGRjm1N9yflKAG_8536TMFMQ5V9DqXrTXJFO3UycQfnyILf98pYsifbyK5ldZJUOvNlhmj5OKsbgGulNRIkH/s320/IMGP3891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016149619750386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVIdMQmfdWHVjxhvS4aPJ-jpwu-09cYkzPJvV6iB9eHngmC9OA1-2uMkIHCY0_aS1YURejCMLH3tLLu6-DjDFutzx22jVhyphenhyphenZPhp9ykadZNtEZ4a7wpmyxeSgNGx5vB4Wj5MGUxf41oAfE/s1600/IMGP3883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVIdMQmfdWHVjxhvS4aPJ-jpwu-09cYkzPJvV6iB9eHngmC9OA1-2uMkIHCY0_aS1YURejCMLH3tLLu6-DjDFutzx22jVhyphenhyphenZPhp9ykadZNtEZ4a7wpmyxeSgNGx5vB4Wj5MGUxf41oAfE/s320/IMGP3883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016146066530882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BhSblRfQXIUW_pnKdQ_iH2EAIDNTtA6IQJvDs4aemt4ZYAP4oTJOGCVyrUtTicNJlrjlyrLy0dbKiG4AEDfXsuTjE95DXVboHT_8buhwSzoi-F_JJEszF7Eh1Xmo0BiLpH5dW29g0LUB/s1600/IMGP3877.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BhSblRfQXIUW_pnKdQ_iH2EAIDNTtA6IQJvDs4aemt4ZYAP4oTJOGCVyrUtTicNJlrjlyrLy0dbKiG4AEDfXsuTjE95DXVboHT_8buhwSzoi-F_JJEszF7Eh1Xmo0BiLpH5dW29g0LUB/s320/IMGP3877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016142632338962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZWgwjQK5TB6qdvKnb-ZaxnhszQh1Jnq99Ix4_TVyXxPZn0q65wq7w91pQqDVzbTRaLPFytCFkwhExFMenm3NxO8ZEaBdCButntKOn7zMN3WhUPYILPFOehg7Cae8NrrMo16wHcWvYnC50/s1600/IMGP3872.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZWgwjQK5TB6qdvKnb-ZaxnhszQh1Jnq99Ix4_TVyXxPZn0q65wq7w91pQqDVzbTRaLPFytCFkwhExFMenm3NxO8ZEaBdCButntKOn7zMN3WhUPYILPFOehg7Cae8NrrMo16wHcWvYnC50/s320/IMGP3872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016134389550754" /></a><br />Saturday 23 April 2011<br /><br />SMKSR held English Village for 150 students which have been targeted to score A in PMR this year. The English Village was aimed to make students aware of the various techniques that can be employed to assist them in their quest for A.It was hoped that by the end of the day, the students would be able to use all the tips given to do revision on their own at home.<br /><br />Thanks to Mr Anthony Joseph, Madam Liza Edna and Mr Zahri Efendi for their willingness to share their knowledge with the students. Thanks also to all English teachers of SMKSR and the counselling teachers for their assistants. Last but not least, I would like to thank Mr Norali Subandi for supporting us and willing to officiate the English Village. Your present had been appreciated by all,especially the students. I won't forget my sweet young assistant cum secretary, Miss Norazira Basiran for without her ,the English Village would have not been realised.<br /><br />To the students, remember that English is the key to knowledge. English is the lingua franca of the world.We,teachers can only guide you but its up to you to put what you have learnt into practice. There is a saying which says, <span style="font-style:italic;">we can bring the horse to the river,but we cannot make it drink.<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-19394023216673534522011-04-02T15:42:00.000-07:002011-04-02T16:09:41.197-07:00SLOW and STEADY vs FAST and SPEEDINGRecently I have been driving a lot on highway.In fact, I am driving along the road every week. The first thing I notice as I am driving is the beautiful landscape along the highway. I can't help but feeling grateful to be born in Malaysia.<br /> However, most drivers on the highway do not seem to appreciate this. Most of them are speeding over the speed limit. For the BMW owners , the highway is their racing track. Even a Myvi which runs on 1.3 cc is also speeding over 120km per hour.Motorbikes are no exception. I can only look at them and pray for their safety (and my safety of course.) Even when there is a repairing work done on the road and a sign asking drivers to reduce their speed to 80km and 60km, these fast drivers do not seem to care. <br /> The worst driver is a bus driver of an express bus who goes zigzag on the highway.I just pray that the bus won't fly.See, my lips are always chanting the prayer when I am driving on the highway. My advice to the courteous Malaysian drivers, pray a lot for your safety when you are driving on the highway.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-53948659546022856922011-03-28T07:55:00.001-07:002011-03-28T07:55:38.722-07:00Check this out!http://www.1-language.comUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-71978301115194624362011-02-12T00:35:00.000-08:002011-02-12T01:05:37.489-08:00A lesson from an elephant<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBZBZh2Fm9XGspUA0lb7_rQKdS6wWqglVXCY1MQOLukiPFxBZWHHLMLIgIYuWZEPibcJB97fRknH1z7oFTIOsnOOykmTUYnhONWTXGRFDr_iLNOna_exzYwQ1OtCd33ohGgTu7_E59Esm/s1600/IMGP1852.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBZBZh2Fm9XGspUA0lb7_rQKdS6wWqglVXCY1MQOLukiPFxBZWHHLMLIgIYuWZEPibcJB97fRknH1z7oFTIOsnOOykmTUYnhONWTXGRFDr_iLNOna_exzYwQ1OtCd33ohGgTu7_E59Esm/s320/IMGP1852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572719549489679314" /></a><br /><br />I took my children to the zoo and we were lucky that day to witness performances by a few animals. This elephant had caught our attention.She could dance very well to the music.(something that I fail to do in aerobic classes where I usually end up creating my own steps)She would do anything her trainer asked her to do.I am sure she had gone through a lot of trainings. I believe for her to achieve and attain what she had accomplished surely required her to focus and listen to her trainer attentively.She must have imitated her trainer and have practised a lot!<br /><br />This is something we,humans can learn from the elephant.Students who wish to acquire English should follow the strategy she had adopted: Focus,Listen,Imitate and Practice!(FLIP).FLIP as you watch English movie,FLIP as you listen to Taylor Swift (or any songs), FLIP as your English teacher teaches you to do active reading and FLIP as much as you can from books etc.However do so selectively.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-74041069268610997902011-01-26T00:14:00.000-08:002011-01-26T01:31:37.243-08:00My 3EThis year, I am the class teacher of form 3E.(the second last class from 12 classes.)The class is made up of 37 students. There are very weak in English but this is not a problem.<br /><br /> My only problem is time-management.I am the head panel, chief advisor of the Safety Club and the class teacher of 3E. I am also in-charge of police cadet.On top of that I am teaching four classes of English. <br /><br /> I enjoy teaching English but lately I have many sleepless nights.I have to complete all the clerical works related to 3E - the class registration, collecting the "bayaran tambahan"(extra pay), collecting their co-curricular reports and so on.There is a list of ongoing work related to 3E that will not end until the end of the year.Last week when everybody was having a day off on Thaipusam, I had to go to school to decorate 3E. Amirul,Firdaus and Amar who had just completed their SPM last December helped me to paint the classroom.I bought the paint and the brushes. The striking orange wall was finally replaced by lime green paint.The classroom looks more conducive now for teaching and learning to take place.<br /><br /> Luckily,Faizwan,the monitor of 3E is a responsible boy. He got the table cloth and prepared the class timetable, duty roaster and information corner. The kids in 3E are sweet though they talk a lot. I noticed a boy named Rizwan loves cleaning the classroom. I saw him sweeping the classroom a few times this week. Some of these kids are obedient. They empty the rubbish bin each time I ask. <br /><br /> Natasyah,the class assistant is helpful too though she has her own problem. Shafiqah Kalil, who has lost her mother at a young age is willing to lend her hand. She had painstakingly made a timetable by cutting out some holes on the manila cards and slit in the subjects for each day.(The boys did make a harsh remark over her work but she ignored them)<br /><br /> My students may not be good in studies but they are warm and friendly.They respect me as their class teacher and their English teacher.I hope that I can carry out effective lessons with them. I would like my lessons to be fun and memorable. I hope these kids will be able to have a simple conversation in English, understand simple flyers ,able to fill forms and write a simple letter in English. All I want is enough time to prepare for my lessons and a good health.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-57462810730962730462010-12-16T07:02:00.000-08:002010-12-16T07:40:16.140-08:00My Favourite PastimeMy favourite pastime is actually drawing.However I have not been using the right side of my brain for many good years due to my work. Teaching job has become so demanding.When you have 20 periods of teaching, some people will think you have all the time in the world and start giving you all the mundane jobs.I wish these people realise that teachers need more time to mark students' work and to prepare materials for their next lesson. <br /><br />Teaching is not about going into the classroom, controlling the students,making sure they sit still while completing their work.There are more to teaching.Only good teachers know!<br /><br />As a teacher, I need to relate to them, make them comfortable so that they feel that I am accessible at any time of the day.I would not like to be like my Add Math teacher.He entered the class,wrote one sample of how a math problem is solved and then asked us to complete 20 or more questions on our own. The next 65 minutes, he sat down at his desk and dozed off. He made me sick.The worst thing was I could not complain about him.(It was taboo during my time) <br /><br />I also do not want to be like those teachers who purposely give their students extra mark( not 1 but 20 marks)to push their students' grade. The principal may be smiling from ear to ear to see the many A but how is he or she going to answer when the actual exam result comes out. (Also what kind of answer is he or she going to give to God when he asks)<br /><br />Teaching English is not like teaching Mathematics or Accounting. Even though the teachers speak English like the native speakers of English, there is no way a student can imitate him or her exactly because the process involved in mastering a language takes a long period of time. It cannot be acquired within a few months. Students need to be in an English speaking environment. They need also to read a lot,write a lot and think a lot in English.By giving students to do exam format questions alone won't help them to acquire the language. They may get A but they will not able to communicate in the language effectively. I have come across an average student who is able to speak English fluently while his friend who is an A scorer, can't even string a few comprehensible sentences.<br /><br />I just hope that English teachers are allowed to be creative in their classroom.I am confident that most English teachers know how to do their jobs.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-91183956179703652862010-12-01T20:43:00.000-08:002010-12-01T20:51:16.132-08:00READING COMPREHENSION<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8j_w-9pGcrWwKZV1k2y2G6WTO39Pnp7HIuf_NYRIV7hBtxKQP-duRogWNW9-W30S-Ep9nVgFfbQWl-QMCTJ5BbhdR9sYx-pScctW0hl6CuACssozFABOgOaYk89utIvn_we-7S74X8KD/s1600/akita+dog"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8j_w-9pGcrWwKZV1k2y2G6WTO39Pnp7HIuf_NYRIV7hBtxKQP-duRogWNW9-W30S-Ep9nVgFfbQWl-QMCTJ5BbhdR9sYx-pScctW0hl6CuACssozFABOgOaYk89utIvn_we-7S74X8KD/s200/akita+dog" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545942723860732562" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Instruction: Read the text and answer the questions that follow.<br /><br />The Tale of Hachiko<br /></span><br /><br /><br />Based on a true story from Japan, “The Tale of Hachiko” is a moving film about loyalty and the rare, invincible bonds that occasionally form almost instantaneously in the most unlikely places.<br /><br />Some years ago an Akita puppy is flown from Japan to the United States,but his cage falls off the baggage cart atan American train station, where he is found by college professor Parker Wilson. Parker is instantly captivated by the dog.<br /><br />When Carl, the station controller, refuses to take him, Parker takes the puppy home overnight. His wife, Cate is insistent about not keeping the puppy. <br /><br />The next day Parker expects that someone will have contacted the train station, but no one has. He sneaks the pup onto the train and takes him to work, where a Japanese college professor, Ken, translates the symbol on the pup's collar as 'Hachi', Japanese for 'good fortune', and the number 8. Parker decides to call the dog 'Hachi'. Ken points out that perhaps the two are meant to be together.<br /><br />Parker attempts to play fetch with Hachi, but he refuses to join in. Meanwhile Cate receives a call from someone who wants to adopt Hachi. However, after seeing how close her husband has become to Hachi, Cate agrees to keep him.<br /><br />Hachi and Parker become closer. Parker, however, is still mystified by Hachi's refusal to do normal, dog-like things like chase and retrieve a ball. Ken advises him that Hachi will only bring him the ball for a special reason. <br /><br />One morning, Parker leaves for work and Hachi sneaks out and follows him to the train station, where he refuses to leave until Parker walks him home. That afternoon, Hachi sneaks out again and walks to the train station, waiting patiently for Parker's train to come in. Eventually Parker relents and walks Hachi to the station every morning, where he leaves on the train. Hachi leaves after Parker's safe departure, but comes back in the afternoon to see his master's train arrive and walk with him home again.<br /> <br />This continues for some time, until one afternoon Parker attempts to leave, but Hachi refuses to go with him. Parker eventually leaves without him, but Hachi chases after him, holding his ball. Parker is surprised but pleased that Hachi is finally willing to play fetch with him but, worried he will be late, leaves on the train despite Hachi barking at him. At work that day Parker, still holding Hachi's ball, is teaching his music class when he passes out from cardiac arrest.<br /><br />At the train station, Hachi waits patiently as the train arrives, but there is no sign of Parker. He remains, lying in the snow, for several hours, until Parker's son-in-law Michael comes to collect him. The next day, Hachi returns to the station and waits for his deceased master, remaining all day and all night. Hachi religiously waits for years until he finally becomes old and dies peacefully.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Adapted from en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachiko</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Answer the questions below.<br /></span><br />1.How does the puppy get to America?(1 mark)<br /><br />2.What has Parker learnt from his Japanese colleague about the puppy and his relationship with it?(2 marks)<br /><br />3.Why does Parker’s wife finally let Parker to keep the puppy?( 1 mark)<br /><br />4.State one example which shows that Hachi is different from other dogs?<br />(1 mark)<br /><br />5.What does the word “sneaks out” in line 29 mean?(1 mark)<br /><br />6.What does Hachi do every day after the death of Parker?( 2 marks)<br /><br />7.In your own words, would you like to own a dog like Hachi? Give a reason to your answer.(2 marks)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-75100770717359777542010-12-01T20:15:00.000-08:002010-12-01T20:27:59.595-08:00READING COMPREHENSION<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpzB-mhMnz1s_a5XLNxb1dKvjSltPQTzPUtNv4irrVJHE3iB_8U_Lvl4oLk0AIz-OCLTL2cjm9ixqOpZ9Z1CnX9tWctPueBryoQOxyoY3B-uPCk1LjKcYEqxy4s1yyUyfvAlokQArS28A/s1600/baby2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpzB-mhMnz1s_a5XLNxb1dKvjSltPQTzPUtNv4irrVJHE3iB_8U_Lvl4oLk0AIz-OCLTL2cjm9ixqOpZ9Z1CnX9tWctPueBryoQOxyoY3B-uPCk1LjKcYEqxy4s1yyUyfvAlokQArS28A/s200/baby2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545936720305306082" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Instruction: Read the text and answer the questions that follow.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Where Has My Baby Gone?</span><br /><br /><br />Rudi and Katja Keet had been looking forward to visiting their friends who live in Assen, a town in north-eastern Netherlands. It was the first time since the birth of their son six months ago that the whole family was going on an outing.<br /><br />On Saturday, 26 September 2009 at 7.30 in the morning, the family’s luggage was stacked in the hall of their townhouse in Utrecht, waiting to be loaded into the car: travel cot, clothes, diapers and toys. Katja, a beautiful 32-year-old woman rummaged around the kitchen while Rudi, a slim, athletically built 37-year-old man, started to load everything into the car.<br /><br />Their car, a black Volvo S40, was parked in front of their house on Ondiep Street, just a stone’s throw away from the city centre. You could already smell the autumn leaves in the chilly morning air. Rudi started the car to warm up the engine. When everything was set, he put Daniel in the back seat, where the cheerful little blonde baby looked out inquisitively from his car seat.<br /><br />When Daniel was nice and snug in the back seat of the car with the engine running, Rudi quickly went into the hall, just a few feet away.<br />“C’mon Katja, let’s go!” The young blonde turned off the light in the kitchen and followed her husband. At that moment, they heard the car door slam. Rudi turned around and saw a strange man who looked in his thirties sitting behind the wheel of the family car. The man had light brown skin and his hair was thick and curly. While the young father ran towards the car, he looked the thief straight in the eye. Then the man put his foot firmly down on the accelerator.<br /><br />“My baby! My baby!” Rudi and Katja cried out, chasing after their car. The stranger sped off and made a left turn at the end of the street.<br />There was a cab waiting at the nearby intersection, right in front of a bus stop. Rudi ran up to the cab, and pointed to the car in the distance and tried to explain what happened. He got into the cab and started the chase. At the following intersection, however, the car with baby Daniel in it took a sudden left, as the cab driver and Rudi turned right.<br /><br />Katja, who was watching all of this from a distance, hailed a bus to stop. She got on and told the driver: “Call the police! Call the police! Someone has just stolen our car with our baby in it!” The bus driver looked at her uncomprehendingly. Katja realised she had been speaking in Russian. In her best Dutch she tried to explain what happened. The bus driver called the police immediately, but told her he had to continue on his schedule.<br /><br />Katja was left standing all alone on the kerb of a busy street. Traffic was rushing around her. She felt the ground tilt beneath her. Her baby Daniel might be gone forever.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Adapted from www.rdasia.com.my<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Answer the questions below.</span><br />1.Where was the family going to?(1 mark)<br /><br />2.Why did Rudi leave his son in the car?(1 mark)<br /><br />3.What was actually happening when they heard the sound of the door car slam?(1 mark)<br /><br />4.State two actions taken by Rudi and Katja to save their baby.(2 marks)<br /><br />5.The bus driver did not understand what Katja was trying to say. Why?(1 mark)<br /><br />6.What does the phrase “She felt the ground tilt beneath her” mean?(2 marks)<br /><br />7.In your own words, give a suggestion on what we should do to ensure children’s safety.(2 marks)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-30813318390952832032010-12-01T19:54:00.001-08:002010-12-01T19:54:52.461-08:00A GOOD TEACHERA good teacher teaches<br />Even when students refuse to learn<br />Even when parents give problem<br /><br />A good teacher takes the burden<br />even when there’s lack of encouragement<br />from the headmaster and colleagues<br /><br />A good teacher spends all his time<br />preparing, teaching and coaching<br />as if he is going to sit on the exam<br /><br />A good teacher does not shed tears even<br />when all his hard continuous efforts go <br />unnoticed, unappreciated and undermined <br /><br />A good teacher does not give up<br />to bring up a generation of youths<br />even when there’s no single “Thank You” on Teachers’ DayUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-77970522492522671322010-11-01T05:29:00.000-07:002011-02-02T03:11:44.789-08:00Big Book<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJOEMTrJ5uWwweisn5mjPkrbfXFSY1hWff6vkCNa8qWJfIzljxbdMHTNL87A-HLsPhEqrb0Y4T0RLq76T4L49_Mi75dgSMABRH18jOFJ8pmICy3U_Fg3pb-fOShAj9dd3W9EQym0U1GEe/s1600/IMGP3169.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ-CgpQ13K_KQ48mcOWysRlWJaN5G4WSpSZ1RuvSUgzvleweICqAVW-Yf8mJ8xgUHnzhpkTMnpd4vinMLj_qDx0NH9CoU_zI1fQ1lY9vQc7RrF6zMpWQwaWbW1dzsBWl4hV2IZxjxDK4JG/s200/IMGP3157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534561907768757186" /></a><br />How to make a big book<br /><br />1)Write a simple story.Decide on the plot,character,theme and setting of the story.<br />2)Get your teacher to read your story and to check your errors.<br />3)Design cover page of your big book.<br />4)You can draw pictures, use paint or cut pictures from magazines. <br />5)Put the pages in the proper order. This is important if you're telling a story.<br />5)Bind the book.You may use "rings","staple the pages together" or use "professional binding".Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-80734491109918510862010-11-01T05:05:00.000-07:002010-11-01T05:28:11.997-07:00ENGLISH CAMP<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdr9_KeWBFswDo65Zy64ONTJSMo4o3veBHqF4dQTm3ZVXyfFejN9qEsYwpP0Yag8Hu5u4ODwu6vyxqfYS8G2DRbZQO0Au71TOZjBOhtFbX6dGd7Fxdg5ccNSQBAdEOaaFSj2yusONicI-/s1600/IMGP3151.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdr9_KeWBFswDo65Zy64ONTJSMo4o3veBHqF4dQTm3ZVXyfFejN9qEsYwpP0Yag8Hu5u4ODwu6vyxqfYS8G2DRbZQO0Au71TOZjBOhtFbX6dGd7Fxdg5ccNSQBAdEOaaFSj2yusONicI-/s320/IMGP3151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534556803811662850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMfL-uByvt0crn-j1wsCcBXQFHiSK3C0bdDLYSgp7bNVKMD5qWLeyJ8Gvjxe-y618K9j5MtcuIK-R9qf4cf71y-SoUYBFJxT2CDp1YzUyahr8_9H1erNSYglbBb1ap5xWV-6q2RiD3D6Ag/s1600/IMGP3150.JPG"><img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLnDOSzTUklu5epaUK7zP6BxSG_61jJOC0QkuJ3PiyC2u3HSwUbyjQRTw10YaIGbTWolUw6oeZvo9Bjt4o8aQEKQPoHUmAg5obMfqQCe25uU2MWHTohUM2vchQE9_PugoZmNLFZ6nT-qsi/s320/IMGP3126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534554876782636594" /></a><br />English Camp was successfully held today in SMK Simpang Rengam. Thanks to Cik Norazira Basiran , Puan Ambika Devi, Puan Kurotulaini and Puan Nik Hasni Nik Mahmud. Thanks also to the form 3 students who took part in the activities organised for them. Hope all the activities which we had planned had helped them to improve their English.Thanks also to Puan Rogayah and Mahera for preparing the materials we needed and the prizes for the students.<br /><br />Fuzie<br />Programme CoordinatorUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-48005378110283502782010-10-19T06:12:00.000-07:002010-10-19T06:20:38.305-07:00When I grow up, I would like toWhen you ask children about what they would like to be when they grow up, most of them will naturally say they want to be a doctor, a lawyer, an architect, an engineer or a soldier. Those who love teaching would like to be a lecturer not a teacher. I met very few students who say, I would like to be like you. I want to be a teacher!<br />What these children really need is some guidance. Let them explore what the world can offer them. If they are good in science, they can be a scientist, a geologist or a marine biologist. Parents should not decide for them. Let them choose their own choice of career. Parents however must not leave them on their own. Provide them the support they need and always listen to their complaints. Give them advice when they require it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Geology as a Career: </span><br /><br />Geology can be a very interesting and rewarding career. The minimum training required is a four-year college degree in geology. Pre-college students who are interested in becoming geologists should take a full curriculum of college preparatory courses, especially those in math, science, and writing. Courses related to computers, geography and communication are also valuable. <br /><br />Geologists work in a variety of settings. These include: natural resource companies, environmental consulting companies, government agencies, non-profit organizations, and universities. Many geologists do field work at least part of the time. Others spend their time in laboratories, classrooms or offices. All geologists prepare reports, do calculations and use computers. <br />Although a bachelor's degree is required for entry level employment,<br />many geologists earn master's and/or doctorate degrees. The advanced degrees provide a higher level of training, often in a geology specialty area such as paleontology, mineralogy, hydrology or volcanology. Advanced degrees will often qualify the geologist for supervisory positions, research assignments or teaching positions at the university level. These are some of the most sought after jobs in the field of geology. <br /><br />Employment opportunities for geologists are very good. Most geology graduates with a strong academic background and good grades have no trouble finding employment if they are willing to move to a location where work is available. <br />How Can You Become a Geologist? <br /><br />If you are a pre-college student can prepare to become a geologist by doing well in all of your courses. Science courses are especially important but math, writing, and other disciplines are used by every geologist during every working day. <br /><br />If you are considering college or graduate school there are many universities that offer courses or programs in geology. Visit the website of a school that offers a geology degree, get in touch with the geology department, let them know you are interested and make arrangements to visit the campus. Don't be hesitant. Good schools and professors want to be contacted by interested students.<br /><br />(Taken from Geology.com)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176790579705641690.post-91373043379916914382010-09-29T05:14:00.000-07:002010-09-29T05:51:48.254-07:00Wake up!I have so much work<br />a pile of them<br />to be done <br /><br />Not much time<br />for loved ones<br />even for own self<br /><br />24-hour-a-day <br />isn't enough because<br />I've been forced to work<br /><br />And work and work<br />around the clock as if<br />the world will not end<br /><br />And that heaven<br />and hell are only myth <br />When the "Day" is actually near<br /><br />I must wake up<br />from sleep from unfounded dream<br />and grab the remaining time left for me<br /><br />To do things I should be doingUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0