Ok, I'm cleaning out my folders on my computer and for this entry, I'll be posting any of those things that I want to remember but don't want on my computer. I hope you enjoy them :)
Learn Chinese in 5 minutes...
Ok read the English meanings and then OUTLOUD say the Chinese words...
(You MUST read them out loud or it doesn’t make as much sense)...
1) That’s not right........ Sum Ting Wong
2) Are you harboring a fugitive................... Hu Yu Hai Ding
3) See me ASAP.............. Kum Hia Nao
4) Stupid Man................................ Dum
5) Small horse.................. Tai Ni Po Ni
6) Did you go to the beach?.................... Wai Yu So Tan
7) I bumped in to a coffee table................. Ai Bang Mai Ni
8) I think you need a face lift...................... Chin Tu Fat
9) It's very dark in here........................... Wao So Dim
10) I thought you were on a diet............... Wai Yu Mun Ching
11) This is a tow away zone....................... No Pah King
12) staying out of sight.............................. Lei Ying Lo
13) He's cleaning his automobile................ Wa Shing Ka
14) Your body odor is offensive.................. Yu Stin Ki Pu
15)Great..................... Su Pah
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Robby's NightTrue Story -- Worth Reading!!!
At the prodding of my friends, I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Hondorf. I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines, Iowa.
I've always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons-something I've done for over 30 years. Over the years I found that children have many levels of musical ability. I've never had the pleasure of having a prodigy though I have taught some talented students.
However I've also had my share of what I call "musically challenged" pupils.
One such student was Robby. Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single Mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys!) begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby. But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano. So I took him as a student. Well, Robby began with his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it was a hopeless endeavor. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I require all my students to learn. Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he'd always say, "My mom's going to hear me play someday." But it seemed hopeless. He just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in. Then one day Robby stopped coming to our lessons. I thought about calling him but assumed because of his lack of ability, that he had decided to pursue something else. I also was glad that he stopped coming. He was a bad advertisement for my teaching! Several weeks later I mailed to the student's homes a flyer on the upcoming recital. To my surprise Robby (who received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and because he had dropped out he really did not qualify. He said that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing "Miss Hondorf I've just got to play!" he insisted.
I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital. Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside of mesaying that it would be all right. The night for the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. I put Robby up last in the program before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he would do would come at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my "curtain closer."
Well, the recital went off without a hitch. The students had been practicing and it showed. Then Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he'd run an eggbeater through it. "Why didn't he dress up like the other students?" I thought. "Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?"Robby pulled out the piano bench and he began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart's Concerto #21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo. From allegro to virtuoso. His suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent!
Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people his age. After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo and everyone was on their feet in wild applause.
Overcome and in tears I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. "I've never heard you play like that Robby! How'd you do it? " Through the microphone Robby explained: "Well Miss Hondorf . . .Remember I told you my Mom was sick? Well, actually she had cancer and passed away this morning And well . . . She was born deaf so tonight was the first time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special." There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the peoplefrom Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care, noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil. No, I've never had a prodigy but that night I became a prodigy. . . Of Robby's. He was the teacher and I was the pupil for it is he that taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don't know why.
Robby was killed in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P.Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April of 1995.
FUNNY YOUNG WOMEN CAMP SONGS:
Willing Men Sung to "Put Your Shoulder to the Wheel"
The World Has need of Willing Men Who have the dating zeal, the work to do is here for you Put your finger on the dial
Chorus:
Put your finger on the dial, ask us out
We'll be free on friday night without a doubt
We all have work, but time to flirt,
Put your finger on the dial
Now don't stand idly looking on the fight for us is real
The work is long but must go on Put your finger on the dial
Repeat chorus
I Need a Man (to the tune of "Part of your World", from "The Little Mermaid")
Look at my smile; isn't it great?
Wouldn't you think that I'd have a date?
Lookin' at me, yeah, you'd think,
"She's got everything."
Look at my clothes; look at my face.
Just once I'd like to go to a nice place.
Fast-food and dollar matinees-They're not everything.
I've got hairspray and makeup aplenty;
I've used toothpaste and mouthwash galore.
Wanna go Dutch? I've got a twenty.
But who cares? No big deal; I want more.
I wanna be where the elders are.
I want one for my eternal companion-One who's not afraid of...
What's that word again? Oh...commitment.
In institute class you don't get too far;
Dates are required for real romancin'.
Hopin' for an engagement...
What's the word again? Ring!
A guy who is fun, a guy who is cute,
A guy who would look real good in a suit.
I'm really great; why don't I date?
I need a man!
What would I give if I could live in Salt Lake City?
What would I pay to spend a day on temple grounds?
Betcha they'd call if they weren't all just so intimidated.
Sweet young maiden-sick of waitin'-
Ready for more!
And ready to know what the couples know.
Ask'em my questions and get some answers.
What is a gentleman and why is he...
What's the word? Extinct!?
Why can't they think and see me now?
I am a woman worth more than eight cows!!
I'm really great; why don't I date?
I NEED A MAN!!
This has been
S.T. Harriot
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