A Memorable Day

September the 10th, is a memorable day because all teachers are celebrating in Teacher's Day and we can also show our appreciation and respects to our teachers by sending our sincere wishes.
It reminds me the history teacher who left a deep impression on me when I was in high school. She is professional and careful. At first, wholesale jerseys, she is good at summarizing the knowledge which can help us remember it well. So we can memorize the whole knowledge roughly and meanwhile we can recite it minutely.She is warm, accessible, enthusiastic and caring. She is patient with all students and what most important is that she treats everyone in the class equally. She possesses good listening skills. It is a good way to show that she respects every student. So we all feel safe and trustful to express our feelings. I think she is a good listener. She is familiar with psychology, so it is beneficial to our mental health by receiving her advice. She never punishes us but she has strict requirements to us. Though she is kind to us, she will also give us a talk to call attention when we are lazy or have unserious attitude toward studying. Besides she can usually give us reasonable advice according to different characters. So we always have confidence in learning history.
As far as I'm concerned, cheap oakley sunglasses, great teaching seems have less to with knowledge and skills than with attitude towards students, subject and education. I think my history teacher possesses both of them.

That' Why We Play Basketball

We boys all like playing basketball or watching basketball games. Maybe some girls don't understand why we love the sport so much. Firstly, you must be aware of that basketball is a team-game. We pass the ball to each other and help each other score. The team-cooperation will bring us true friendship. Secondly, playing basketball helps us keep fit. We ought to run and jump a lot while playing the sport. That's why I have lost six kilograms during my freshman year. Last but not least, fake oakley sunglasses, almost every boy has an idol from the NBA. For example, my idol is Kirk Hinrich from the Bulls. I appreciate his passion towards basketball games. These idols will inspire us to be better men just like them. That's why we play basketball.

Quiet carriages

It is a nice idea to set quiet carriages on trains: travellers switch phones to silent, turn stereos off and keep chatter to a minimum. However, cheap jerseys, there is usually at least one disgusting person to break the silence.
There are a couple of problems which prevent the silence trips. First is the carriage sorting problem. Some passengers sit in the quiet carriage by accident and are not aware of the rules. The second problem is the duty problem. Noise is sometimes made by travellers who choose the quiet carriage but find an important call hard to ignore.
Several ways are worked out to solve the problems above. One neat solution in theory is to fin people for making a noise, but it requires constant monitoring and enforcement. Another solution is to use prices to separate quiet and noisy passengers, which means creating a market for silence. A simple idea is to sell an optional extra access to the quiet carriage when the ticket is bought. cheap snapback hats, Making the quiet coach both an active choice and a costly one would dissuade many of those who do not value a peaceful trip.

A Terrible Nightmare

Individuals do nightmares at times. Some of them are easy to get lost our thoughts and forget what we do in our dreams for the most part. Nevertheless quiet a few others can leave a horrible impression to us and maybe people can still tell the fear and the desperation in those convincing scenes after years.
I have done impressive nightmares too. Among all those terrible memories the most preposterous and horrible one was being told to attend a funeral of myself and losing all my connection with my normal life and people. I can still recall the thrilling experience in my mind. I received an anonymous letter telling me that I had just lost somebody in my life and urging me to attend the funeral.First of all, I firmly believed that it was one of my family members or close friends, but all the people were safe and sound. Out of curiosity,cheap jerseys, I attended the ceremony and I was shocked when I saw the name and the date of birth on the gravestone was absolutely mine. I tried everything I can do in order to correct the misunderstanding but nobody knew me or cared about me. I lost all my connection to the world. A sense of despair came flooding to me and I woke up.
Additionally, a little panic from that bad dream, I have learnt to cherish my relationships with all my friends and my family members. Owing to once I lost those connections, I would never be able to live in such a sophisticated society and I would likely be a dead man in real life.

My nightmare

The nightmare which ever scared me most was probably a ghost story.           In my nightmare, it's dark and quiet, everywhere. Suddenly there were two weirdos popping up with pale complexions, one of who was extremely skinny and the other was absolutely flabby. I can't really remember that whether they wore clothes or not, yet what impressed me most was that there were billions of cells on their body's surface,cheap nfl hats, which was entirely distinct from human beings. Countless cells, tiny and supple, were wriggling on their body's surface every minute and everywhere, including their limbs, necks, hair, mouths, eyes and so on. I couldn't determine what they were. They may be ants, earthworms or caterpillars. The two uncos extorted me for a huge sum of money, the number of which equaled the amount of their cells. All of these nearly frightened me to death and dumbed me. I felt like that I was trembling in the dark hopelessly. I knew I was dreaming but I just couldn't flee away. I went out of my way to rescue myself but I just can't. Fear and despair engulfed me. I was expecting that there would be a valorous hero coming to rescue me from the untold miseries,cheap oakley sunglasses, but not.          Suddenly I woke up from the nightmare in a cold sweat, when I heard the most beautiful sound in the world, my mother's voice, 'Sweetheart, your fever is gone.

A Nightmare

    I used to sleep very well, so I seldom have a dream, to say nothing of nightmare. But I got a really bad dream last month, and I still feel very frightened once something remind me of it.
    Last month I watched a horror film called Shutter, which plot is so horrible that I still remember it very clearly now. I felt very nervous on those days after I saw that movie. And one night, cheap replica oakleys, I had a nightmare.
I remember it was a night in that dream. I was watching a movie in the dormitory, my roommates all went out. A few minutes later I felt a little thirsty, so I wanted to go out to buy some hot water because there was no water in my kettle. But when I opened the door, I saw a man standing in front of me with a knife in his left hand. At the same time I saw him, his eyes stared at me. A cold sweat suddenly broke out on my back. I closed the door as quickly as I could, and I felt my heart was beating very fast. I didn't know what and why the man stood there, but I was sure it couldn't be anything good. I wanted to phoned my roommates to tell them not to come back, but I couldn't get through to their numbers. When I wanted to phone my teacher, wholesale nfl jerseys, the man came in, but I had closed the door. I woke up all of a sudden, and couldn't continue my sleep any more.
    The nightmare really frightened me. And I hope I don't need to recall that dream after I finish this article.

The great idea

Tiger is always complain me of my blogs are in English version, nobody can understand what it is talking about, that’s why he doesn’t like me printing the books. He said if someday you can translate into Chinese then he will be fully support me to print the book as many as I can. I have explained to him many times, cheap nfl jerseys, because of my Chinese is not good enough to be a writer, when the time to start writing in Chinese, I found myself word loss, thought blocking or a blank.
At the last week in inspiration I wanted to record my blogs into the file by my own voice and saving by the date, I can review my previous blogs one by one and also can practice my reading, If the record can be sent to the wechat by the voice message that’s wonderful, that’s the great idea, right? I knew Icloud can be the platform transfer and share the files in between, but it is very limitation space to share, you know what I have over 600 articles since the year 2012-2016 to be recorded, if one is in 3 minutes, the space must be big enough for all of these, and it is not easy to share with my friends.
My daughter is smart to find the answer from BaiDu, let me down load the recorder and Wechat APP in the computer, the record in MP3 file can be sent to the wechat as I want, cheap snapbacks, it is much easy way for me to operate. I am ready to start my great project. Putting out my earphone and open my the last blog for the first testing, 3 minutes later I was listening my own voice, that’s not bad, clear voice and the speed is smoothly, I am going to record all of 600 more articles in the following days.