Tsubasa is grilling |
I am the one of the poor people in the world.
I am the one of the poor people who try to live in the big world. There are many people in the world who do not know me. I am just trying to my life in a small part of the world. I do something everyday but most people do not care that. On the other hand, all things I do are special and important for me. This is the reality of life.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Beer Belly Tsubasa
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
The Marshmallow Challenge
The Turkish Winners |
51.5 cm |
The task was so exciting and interesting. End of the task I was so happy because my group won the competition. My all group members are from Turkey so this speciality got the competition more exciting than the normal one. Without Serdar all of us were so exicited and dediced to win the game. Because we came to class lately at the beginning we did not understand the game. Than, we got that and started to build a marshmallow maquette. The most competitive group was Tiego, Amy and Hansol.s group. Unfortunatelly, they could not build a mquette as strong as we did.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
When I am in Canada
There is no bad smell averywhere because coldness and snow cover every bad things. Although snow can be considered as a negative thing by most people I think cold and snow get cleanmany thing in the world. Because its white color it signs generally pure, clean and smooth. I hear engine sound everywhere. Because weather is cold sound spreads easily in huge area. I press ice masses and I try to walk on ice. I see snow it remind me purity and clean. It is so nice for me because in these days I was bored from people who talk whatever they want and wanted to stop me to say some rights. Why people do not respect other people although they do not as much as other people know. It is a real stupid. I always respect other people opinions even if I know something more than them. In contrast, some people just want to mention their opinion and enforce to impose their rights although they are not right. When you look white snow, it get me thought that why people cannot be pure and clean as much as snow be.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
April 13th in Front of The Language Institute
I see a Korean girl who is crying for her dog. I do not know why it died. She did not know her dog would die. At the same time, a student is sitting next to me and smoking cigarette. It smells horrible. He is finishing a cigarette and then lighting another one. Probably, it is pleasurable for him although it is meaningless for me. Why is he smoking? I believe nobody knows why including him. From behind me, I hear a lot of noise from many different car engines. I have been here for 15 minutes and she is still crying. I cannot think about her feelings now. In addition, this session is her first session. Thus, I can guess that she is crying not just for her dog. A dead dog is only the one of reasons why she is crying. The dead dog is only a trigger to reveal her other emotions. Because there is no surface to write easily my hand is sore.
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