16 July 2008, 1557H, Wednesday. Learning has always been a multi-faceted process. Students learn from teachers, and so do teachers from students. In my entire teaching profession, I have marvelled at how my students' simple questions stimulate me to think of their intriguing questions. What does COMING NEXT mean?

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15 July 2008, 8:04 a.m., Tuesday. All is well at home, so I rise early from a well-rested sleep to face a glorious morning. Breakfast at school has always been a welcome treat. I feasted on fried rice, poached egg, luncheon meat, and a native sweet sausage. Coke Zero was the drink of the day. To top it all off, I was early for once in my life. I've been tardy for the past few weeks.

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The day I wanted to be a writer was the day I had a home-made notebook with the words PEOPLE JOURNAL written on dymo tape on its black cover. That was also the start of my poetry writing, an influence of Shakespeare mostly and other classic writers found in my late grandfather's home. I did not know then that my love of reading books would lead me to the most powerful sword of all: writing.

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13 July 2008. It is 10:51 p.m. A Sunday. This is not one of my typical weekends. The computer I would normally use has given up on me: no internet connection means limited communication. Then this writing site came along and I do believe I have more sense than to let it pass me by.

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