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My young female students tell me that pink is their favorite color. Who will dispute that?
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Skywatch Friday: pink skies
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My young female students tell me that pink is their favorite color. Who will dispute that?
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
watery wednesday: reeds
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I went to the Winter garden at the Auckland Domain. There is a formal courtyard with a pond with statues and fountains. When I see these reeds, they bring me back to when I was a child in tropical Borneo. These reeds grow wild in our creeks. Here in temperate Auckland, they are ornamental plants.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
ABC Wednesday/Thursday Theme Song: Lemon
Lemon Tree very pretty
And the flower very sweet.
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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ABC Wednesday is hosted by Mrs. Denise Nesbitt
hootin--anni has a new meme.
IT'S ALL ABOUT MY NEW MEME THAT I HOPE SOME WILL FEEL LIKE JOINING IN ON THE CHALLENGE AND THE FUN [at least I hope the weekly challenge will be fun!]. It's loosely based on song lyrics [recorded songs since the beginning of time to today] and associating them with photos of yours...as I've done in the past...If you click on the link above, it'll take you to the Meme's Homepage for rules and buttons. There will be a Mr. Linky Widget for each individual week also. Do consider joining me sometime. Hope to see it flourish in time.
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This Lemon Tree is a song of my youth. We didn't have a radio at that time. Television hasn't arrived in Sibu, Borneo yet. My neighbour had a radio, and they blared their songs so loudly, even though we lived in quarter acre houses, we could hear the transmission, though not very clearly. So I could only hear the chorus. In fact, all the kids on the street were sing," Lemon tree, very pretty." I sang it enough to remember it today.
We didn't understand why the crazy singer was singing the lemon tree was very pretty and the fruit was impossible to eat. We didn't have lemon trees but we had lime trees, and they had thorns. Why would someone sing that a thorny tree be pretty. I now have a lemon tree in my garden, and I have become a greenie, and the tree is indeed very pretty.
The other part about the fruit is impossible to eat baffled us. Mum didn't buy a lot of tidbits, so we made our own. We ate our thinly sliced lime in a dip made of soya sauce, salt, sugar and chilli sauce. It was delicious. We ate them rind, peel and all.
Now my siblings and I are grown, our teeth can't handle eating the lime. When my sisters visit me, I asked them if they wanted to eat the lemon like the way we did when we were young, they all shake their heads.
Addition from my youngest sister Grcae:
Ann, can you add thinly sliced.. cos I think people reading it thinks that we buy the lemon like we bite plum or peach. One day at the Thai restaurant, I asked for some sugar and the waitress gave me a packet sugar meant for tea and coffee. So I told Chris and Jessie how my sisters ate lemons. After that, Christopher didn't eat any food, he kept on dipping the lemon quarter into the sugar and fish sauce.
the next time we went there, Chris asked for sugar again but I forbid him to eat the lemon because after sucking on the sugar, he wouldn't eat anything else.
love Grace
Peter, Paul & Mary Lemon Tree Lyrics
When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree."
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy", my father said to me,
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree."
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.
We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.
A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you:
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
LEMON TREE by The Brothers Four
And the flower very sweet.
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
http://abcwednesdayround3.blogspot.com/
ABC Wednesday is hosted by Mrs. Denise Nesbitt
hootin--anni has a new meme.
IT'S ALL ABOUT MY NEW MEME THAT I HOPE SOME WILL FEEL LIKE JOINING IN ON THE CHALLENGE AND THE FUN [at least I hope the weekly challenge will be fun!]. It's loosely based on song lyrics [recorded songs since the beginning of time to today] and associating them with photos of yours...as I've done in the past...If you click on the link above, it'll take you to the Meme's Homepage for rules and buttons. There will be a Mr. Linky Widget for each individual week also. Do consider joining me sometime. Hope to see it flourish in time.
http://hootin--anni.blogspot.com/
This Lemon Tree is a song of my youth. We didn't have a radio at that time. Television hasn't arrived in Sibu, Borneo yet. My neighbour had a radio, and they blared their songs so loudly, even though we lived in quarter acre houses, we could hear the transmission, though not very clearly. So I could only hear the chorus. In fact, all the kids on the street were sing," Lemon tree, very pretty." I sang it enough to remember it today.
We didn't understand why the crazy singer was singing the lemon tree was very pretty and the fruit was impossible to eat. We didn't have lemon trees but we had lime trees, and they had thorns. Why would someone sing that a thorny tree be pretty. I now have a lemon tree in my garden, and I have become a greenie, and the tree is indeed very pretty.
The other part about the fruit is impossible to eat baffled us. Mum didn't buy a lot of tidbits, so we made our own. We ate our thinly sliced lime in a dip made of soya sauce, salt, sugar and chilli sauce. It was delicious. We ate them rind, peel and all.
Now my siblings and I are grown, our teeth can't handle eating the lime. When my sisters visit me, I asked them if they wanted to eat the lemon like the way we did when we were young, they all shake their heads.
Addition from my youngest sister Grcae:
Ann, can you add thinly sliced.. cos I think people reading it thinks that we buy the lemon like we bite plum or peach. One day at the Thai restaurant, I asked for some sugar and the waitress gave me a packet sugar meant for tea and coffee. So I told Chris and Jessie how my sisters ate lemons. After that, Christopher didn't eat any food, he kept on dipping the lemon quarter into the sugar and fish sauce.
the next time we went there, Chris asked for sugar again but I forbid him to eat the lemon because after sucking on the sugar, he wouldn't eat anything else.
love Grace
Peter, Paul & Mary Lemon Tree Lyrics
When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree."
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy", my father said to me,
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree."
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.
We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.
A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you:
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
LEMON TREE by The Brothers Four
Monday, October 4, 2010
Mellow yellow Monday: Digger at the beach
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Spring has sprung yesterday, some families head to the beach and the park at Pt Chevalier. It is still too cold to swim, but this little boy is having a great time with his digger. He has all the sand he wants to excavate.
I was at Coyle's park and Pt Chevalier beach when I took this photo.
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My school is five minutes away and I sometimes spend my lunch time there. We have our school's cross country run annually in this park.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
scenic sunday: Oil Storage tanks
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Last Saturday we made a detour to a part of Sowntown Auckland we hardly venture to. When I was in primary school, I went with my dad to the Sibu Storage tanks of ESSO. The Sibu tanks were nothing compared to the Auckland ones. These are gigantic.
The Western Reclamation (also known as Wynyard Quarter, Wynyard Point, Wynyard Wharf or Tank Farm, though the latter three strictly speaking designate only parts of the whole), is a reclaimed piece of land on the Waitemata Harbour at the western edge of the Auckland waterfront in Auckland City, New Zealand.
It is located to the north of Freemans Bay and to the west of the Viaduct Basin. Much of the area is as of 2009 still covered by petrol and liquid chemical storage facilities of Ports of Auckland and various other companies, giving the area its 'Tank Farm' moniker
Currently, the area is still used by the bulk liquid industry, with 500,000 tonnes of liquids and cement being transported via Wynyard Wharf per year. This provides NZ$ 1.2 billion of yearly turnover, and 4000 jobs in the Auckland economy.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
weekend reflection: Reverse bungy
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I live and work in the suburbs and don't usually go to the city. Last Saturday, we met a visitor, and I took a lot of photos of tall glass buildings.
The Reverse Bungee (or catapult bungee, or Ejecton Seat) is a modern type of fairground ride that was invented by Troy Griffin in 1995.[1] His dream was to create a safer, yet more extreme bungee jumping experience.
The ride consists of two telescopic gantry towers mounted on a platform, feeding two elastic ropes down to a two person passenger car constructed from an open sphere of tubular steel. The passenger car is secured to the platform with an electro-magnetic latch as the elastic ropes are stretched. When the electromagnet is turned off, the passenger car is catapulted vertically with a g-force of 3–5, reaching an altitude of between 50 and 80 metres (180–260 ft).
The passenger sphere is free to rotate between the two ropes, giving the riders a chaotic and disorienting ride. After several bounces, the ropes are relaxed and the passengers are lowered back to the launch position.
This photo was taken in Down town Auckland at Victoria Street near to the Sky Tower.
In Singapore, they have it at Clarke Quay.
Photohunt: Letters
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I have fallen victim to the email, and the only letters I get are bills. I am having a different take for this theme.
As a teacher, I encourage students to sound out the words. Letters in different combinations form words, and words in different combination form instructions.
addition: Shopping carts in New Zealand are called trolleys. http://annkschin.blogspot.com/2010/03/save-world-green-thursday-be.html
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