Rumination 2.0

      Hooray for another quarter done! 2 more to go!
     It took me 2 hands, 2 eyes, 2 ears to be acquainted with HTML tags. Honestly, since Grade 4, I've been really fascinated to it already. I wanted to be more creative by changing the color of my text and I wanted to add hyperlinks in the net. So I explored and explored until I've learned about HTML tagging.

     It's actually awesome how this 2nd quarter taught me more about it although I'm slightly accustomed to it. It's circulated about web design! And it's super cool! I really like the way it raised my awareness regarding it. For 1 month, we've been dealing about it and undeniably just for a short time we had learned a lot than expected. Of course, we wouldn't be without the help of our teacher. ☺

     I've been using Notepad for a long time but recently I had not 'interacted' with it well. So thanks for this quarter that it helped me be close with a friend of mine again! This experience will be stamped on my memory.

     Well, I guess time really flies so fast. 2nd quarter has ended; 3rd quarter is nearing. What do I expect? 

“Tell me and I forget, teach me and I may remember, involve me and I learn.”- Benjamin Franklin

     Being involved with something that makes you learn great things will surely be remarkable. This is not yet the end. Shall be seeing 1589 strokes of luck ahead of me!

(Shatter Me has taught me how to write like this.)

My Teacher, My Hero

 
     Teaching is a nonpareil art that wakes our minds and souls with knowledge and fondness. It is a gem stone, so precious, that entices us with beauty and goodness. Without this we wouldn't learn further realization of our existence, thus, we can dig deeper a newfangled outlook of life. We see auxiliary angles, we straighten every wrinkled piece of an entity, we catch a glimpse of light. Light that will serve as our guide in diminishing uncertainties. But these will never be acquired without them- our heroes, our teachers.

     I always knew that superheroes don't always wear their superhuman outfits. Most of them are in just in uniforms and in normal attire as simple like us. I often find them at school. And there I found noble teachers worthy enough to be called heroes.

     Teachers have always played an imperative role in each and everyone's lives. They teach us nothing but rich range of morals. They serve as boulders of assistance. They let us cry onto their shoulders and for a second they'll just sweep our tears away. Whenever we stumble, they encourage us to stand again and they keep on reminding us that all the trials that we've been facing are just challenges that will mold the better within us. They remain nearby and help us to reach for our dreams and tell us to never utter the words of defeat. Along the long and broad way of life, they have proven to us that they are really the foundation of our community. They make the fruits of our development. Above all, they teach us how to be better individuals as a student, a son, a brother and as a citizen of our country.

    But most of us see them as the evil, wicked and disgusting mentors. If we would just examine profoundly what's within their hearts, we could see how fragile yet beautiful they are. They will always understand us.

     "They are here not only to teach us, but to care and love us. Because without their love and care, no one in this world would bother to teach us and no one among us will know how to develop healthily. No one in this world would know how to read, to read others feelings towards us, how to write, to write the things we could not say and compute, to multiply the good things we did. Without them, we are nothing. Without them, we know nothing. Without them we will never be someone we aim to be. Because without them, our way to victory is dark and empty."

"They inspire you, they entertain you, and you end up learning a ton even when you don't know it." - Nicholas Sparks

Let US be the CHANGE

     The world is a Venus flytrap.
     And we are the plant swilling down the remains of its destruction.

     Rewind life...
     The world was utopian. Unspoiled, isolated. The islands were rooted in Old World charm. The sun lounging against a backdrop propping up its rays, the wind creasing itself for embrace, the birds fluttering and humming in tranquility. Everything was melodic, everything was in harmony.

     Play the reality...
     Dead land, naked trees and scattered compounds stretching to miles: these are what I see. The destruction of environment (and humanity) is stirring. And a new competitor enters the game of life- science. Composed of different aspects (marine, agriculture, medicine, sanitation), science becomes beneficial to ordinary living when properly applied. When misused, it could be a harmful android making land be poisoned by toxic chemicals, air be polluted by greenhouse gases, water be contaminated by trashes and man could mobilize science to his own destruction.

     Anticipate the future...
     Our way of life is dependent on it and its consequences surround us in all angles. All we need is to work as one towards the betterment of all and sundry. From morning to midnight, we  are being served constantly by science. Science is a good servant but man must remain a good master.

     With this year's theme "Unravel the Causes, Build the Solutions; Empower Science Clubbers into Action", I would make my words more of reality than fiction. To wrap this up, I will share a simple citation of what I've became aware of. We are all science clubbers. We, all of us, can impart a great footstep of progress in the field of Science and Technology. If we could just hold on together and work together as one, with one goal, one objective, one commitment and with one voice, then all the environmental problems that the world is facing today would be totally eradicated. So what are we waiting for? 

LET US BE THE CHANGE.

The Protagonists

     “In a room where
      people unanimously maintain
      a conspiracy of silence,
      one word of truth
      sounds like a pistol shot.” 

     I can fly. I can walk through water. I can run with just a flick of a finger. I can teleport wherever. I hereby assert the ''truth'' that all of these I can do because of them. Because of my parents.

     In Greek mythology, a hero is a warrior, a protector and often a demigod who is a supernatural being or a deity who has done great enough to attain a divine prominence. But in my own perspective, a hero is someone who has sacrificed a lot of things just for the good of all. And I believe that within our own abode I can find principled people who has taught me to become the person I am now. Salutations for my parents!

     Through thick and thin, my parents are always there for me more than the job of a 'super'hero. They feed me, nurture me, provide a safe and sound shelter bounded with affection and trust. They love me wholeheartedly. That's why I consider myself fortunate.

     Having superheroes in life doesn't mean you have people that you idolize and look up to them as superiors or power-handed beings. It is about having two persons who brought you in and introduced you to life. And with this essence, I'd like to say that they are the protagonists of my life.

"A hero is a man who does what he can."