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Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Second Grading ICT: The Wonderful Beginning

Second grading ended, but for me, it started what I really wanted to learn in ICT IV. This is the beginning that opened the door of the art of Hypertext Mark-up Language files for me.

How browser display pages were discussed. Who makes and what are the most essential web standards were introduced. HTML editors were listed. And the most exciting part for me, HTML tags were taught to us. We were tested by the exercises on web pages and for my very first time, by making simple web pages. All of this made my second grading.


Well, before I am going to end my post, may I congratulate our teacher, Mrs. Evelyn Vera Cruz for garnering the most outstanding secondary teacher here in our great city of Vigan. Thank you ma’am for an exhilarating second grading period. Hope that third grading will overcome the joy in second grading.

Saturday, October 12, 2013

My Teacher! My Hero!

I know that maybe not all but most consider Justice League and Superhero Squad heroes because all of them saved the world from evil. May I introduce you my hero.

Most define them as chalk and eraser, paper and pencil, because what they only have to save us are those not like Iron Man using his ultimate suit, Spider Man with its fantastic webs, but for me they are life. Leading characters in stories saves lives when darkness arrives, but teachers saves lives before the dark arrives and enlightens lives in the darkness. Most of the characters in the stories uses supernatural powers that no one can imagine but teachers only use their hands, their mouth, their mortal body. Teachers teaches what how to work. But still they are not contented, they give us energy, they give us inspirations to finish our work.

Teachers save our history, nurture our present, and give us future. They our our true hero. I salute to them! 

"Unravel the Causes, Build the Solution, Empower Science Clubbers to Action"

Problems are like plants. If we cut its leaves, branches, or trunks, there is still a chance that it will come back to tits original for or even come to a worse position. The only solution is to uproot it from the ground and instantly, the plant will die.

All of us as an individual can start ridding any problem either big or small but this will affect the time we finish it and the effectiveness of our doings. But I guarantee, the greater the number doing and dreaming one outcome can make all impossible reachable, like a snail into falcon, and most important, effectively kill the problem.

So what are you waiting for? There are lots of problems our world, environment, country are facing. Get out, encourage others, empower science clubbers, altogether unravel the roots of the problem, and build the eternal solution!


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Beyond a Post

Majority say that fathers are the columns of every home. They give what their children need. They are struggling to work to support their families. But for me, they are more than that.

Father, they are the types which are anxious but elated when we are born.  They were nervous probably because something bad might happen but mainly, they are happy because they now have children, children cared for, children to guide for. When we are brought to this world, they are eager and excited to see us and touch our hands. They want that they first arise us and give us warm embrace.

I know that most, if not, all of us have experienced beating from our fathers. Why did they beat us? It might be because we were very importunate when we were kids. They wouldn’t have beat us if we don’t do bad things. They might not get angry on us if we follow what they are saying, if we do not repeat those mistakes we had. They do this because for them, that's the only way for us to reduce our annoyingness, for us to hear what they are saying, for us to learn.

Our father wants to catch us if we fell, but instead, they help us stand, clean our clothes, and they let us try again. That’s how they trust us.

They are more than posts of houses. Because the trust and love they give us is incomparable. They are  the modern hero for me, for us.