I played a language game called 'poisonous container' with my students today. My account students were not very responsive. My Hayat and Physics class were tremendously ok. I know they liked this game because I used songs to inititate them to participate.
After class i had a few students swarming around me. They have problems in making a choice in life. And Ning ( a chinese girl who looks and speak like Malay)was the most talkative. She looked naive but she seemed to know what she was doing. And she told me that she's just like the poetry, Road Not taken but she hoped she had taken the right path.
Well, I'm so sleepy now...Got to go to bed.
But here's something for everyone...the poem,
The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
* It's easy to give advices, to help make choices for people. But when it comes to your own decision making, you go BLANK!