tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67272294976103998082024-03-07T22:51:42.377-08:00*~DEYANEYRA~*DEYANEYRA. .....I'M ME IN EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE...NOT ANYONE....poezii....amintiri...horoscop....excursii de vis...prezentari...referate...kiss one...:*:*:*:*:*TO BE OR NOT TO BE(SHAKESPEARE)justlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11877906353317840042noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727229497610399808.post-70185339571861685222009-05-17T09:06:00.000-07:002009-05-17T09:24:15.478-07:00<span style="color:#cc33cc;">FATA DIN OGLINDA</span>...<br /><span style="color:#663366;">Incepand de la banala intrebare :''ce?'',mi-au aparut in minte numeroase ganduri.</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Primul gand,porneste de la o a doua intrebare:''de ce sunt asa?'',raspunsul nu l-am gasit inca dar o mie de voci imi sopteau ca sunt asa pentru ca asa trebuie sa fiu,simple....fara nici un fel de schimbare.m-am pus in fata oglinzii parasite dintr-o odaie paraginita,vrand sa vad daca fata din oglinda sunt chiar eu sau doar o inchipuire de e a mea..poate o fata nevazuta..</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Am constatat cu stupoare ca omul poate avea multe fete interioare iar cea exterioara nu difera cu nimic de celelalte ale altor oameni...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Totul este asemanator dar gandurile si trairile sunt mereu altele de cele pe care le exprimam prin gesturi si mimica.cat de schimbator poate fi omul si cate poate sa faca ne dam seama foarte greu.nimeni nu poate sti si cunoaste o persoana doar dupa expresivitatea fetei sau vorbe...putem sa avem multe chipuri dar cum aratam cu adevarat stim numai noi...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Mi s-a intamplat de foarte multe ori sa nu-mi cunsoc prietenii pe care ii consideram de suflet si ma destainuiam intr-u totul.am descoperit ca tot ce le spuneam si povesteam despre viata mea privata stiau toti din jurul meu..oare aceste secrete nu ar fi trebuit sa ramana doar intre noi?si oare nu trebuiau sa fi stiut cum sa pastreze un secret?...nu s-a intamplat asa....Din acel moment nu am mai avut incredere in nimeni si nimik...''si peretii au urechi''....mi-am spus trista...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Am incredere doar in minte acum...iar cel mai bun prieten este doar OGLINDA mea ...pentru ca ea nu m-ar putea trada niciodata..</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Si asa...stau zile la rand si vorbesc doar cu oglinda...doar ea ma cunoaste cu adevarat si stie ce simt...cand sunt suparata sau vesela..ea se bucura pentru mine si tot ea este aceea care ma sfatuieste...cu tacerea...pentru ca tacerea este cel mai bun lucru..</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">La ce sunt oare buni prietenii?la nimik....Cand ai nevoie de ei nu sunt niciodata langa tine...cand le ceri ajutorul nu-ti intind o mana sau cand esti suparat..iti dau sfaturi doar din obligatie!!!nu ca ar vrea sa te ajute cu adevarat...ba mai mult chiar iti vor raul...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">In concluzie...ce faci...si cu cine faci...trebuie sa stii doar tu si nimeni altcineva...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">INVATA SA PATREZI UN SECRET PT A PUTEA FI UN PRIETEN ADEVARAT...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">INVATA SA ASCULTI,SA AJUTI SI SA SIMTI...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">(cu dedicatie...special pentru cei care ''stiu sa fie adevarti prieteni'')</span>justlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11877906353317840042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727229497610399808.post-56484863105111372712009-05-13T04:06:00.001-07:002009-05-13T04:28:12.064-07:00UNDERSTANDING THE TIME AND PLACE<div><strong><font face="lucida grande" color="#3333ff"> INTRODUCTION</font></strong></div>
<br /><div><strong><font color="#3333ff"> <font size="3">history ....is the memory of a nation.just as memory enables the individual to learn,to choose goals and to stick to them,to avoid making the same mistake twice-in short,to grow-so history is the means by which a nation establishes it's sense of identity and purpose.the future arises out of the past,and a country's history is a statement of the values and hopes which,having forged what has gone before,will now forecast what is to come.(JOHN FITZGERALD KENNEDY)</font></font></strong></div>
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<br /><div><strong><font color="#3333ff" size="3">Time is important in your life.the passing of days and years affects you in many ways.think back a year.do you have the same teachers you had a year ago?do you have new friends?are you taller?what important things have happened to you over the past year?</font></strong></div>
<br /><div><strong><font color="#3333ff" size="3">Time is also important to your understanding of hystory.hystory is a record of change over a period of time.the things that happened in your life during the past year are a part of your history.</font></strong></div>
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<br /><div><strong><font color="#3333ff" size="3">LEARNING ABOUT TIME AND HISTORY</font></strong></div>
<br /><div><strong><font color="#3333ff" size="3">Manu scientists believe that human life on earth probably began about two millio years ago.from the beginning,time has been a mystery to all who try to understand it.people see time passing,by the rising and setting of the sun.they see paterns of movement in the stars and planets that show time passing.people see the time passing as they watch the seasons change from winter to spring.everyone sees and experiences the passing of time,but few people can define it.</font></strong></div>justlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11877906353317840042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727229497610399808.post-91249380503604046602009-05-12T10:36:00.000-07:002009-05-12T12:41:56.132-07:00<span style="color:#996633;">CE AR TREBUI SA FAC!!!....</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Un singur gand</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Si acesta-l am:</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Sa nu fiu singur pe acest pamant</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Sa fiu dulce,corect si drept ca si un palm.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Oare de ce mi se intampla mie lucruri rele?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Ganduri ma apasa...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Rautati,necazuri,chiar nu scap de ele?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">De ce mi-e blestemata aceasta soarta?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Aprind o lumanare,ganditor si parca rece</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Un creion cu mina neagra il iau de pe o tabla</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">O foaie veche,ma uit pe ea,o umbra parca trece,</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">O umbra neagra parca de la o persoana moarta</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Deodata flacara se stinge</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">O umbra neagra se apropie</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Are o directie...parca spre mine merge</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Parca sufletul meu negru vrea sa mi-l ia</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Dar nu ma las cuprins de spaima</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Ci incerc sa vad mai departe de orizonturi...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Oare cine sa fie?cine e ea?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">E chiar toata viata mea.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Ma uit acum la tot ce a fost</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Ce a fost si s-a dus</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Caci nimic nu mai pot aduce acum inapoi</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Totul este pierdut si totusi...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Totusi vad lumina de la capat</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Straluceste dar nu pot ajunge nicicum la ea</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">Trist,inima imi e zdrobita</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;">De lacrimi si suspine...caci asa a fost viata mea intreaga.</span></div>justlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11877906353317840042noreply@blogger.com2