My Pink Booklet

I had no internet connection yesterday :c because I thought my broadband bill should be paid on the 8th monthly, but not! It was on the 27th monthly. So, since my line was barred, that had given me more time to do my extra effort to prepare for my English class. The perk of being connection-less, but it was bearable for like half a day only :) haha..

So, I decided to create a booklet for my English subject. This booklet is a mini book where I put all the vocabulary that are essential and must know for my pupils in order for them to pass in UPSR, or at least I think so. It's like a mini dictionary for them, and hummm have you ever heard a story of a student that copied her friend's dictionary cause she was so determined to learn English yet she was so poor to afford a dictionary? We have the same storyline, the same determination but my version is I am a not-so-poor teacher that determine to teach my pupils English and yet my pupils don't care to afford any dictionary despite of receiving Wang Bantuan Persekolahan and B1RM (the parents'). So I have to copy for them. All I can say is this is the jerk of my job, since the school fee was vanished earlier this year, asking money for whatsoever reason from the pupils is a big NO NO.

Oh, do not let me continue listing out the jerks and the perks of being Teacher Noa, haha. You better proceed to the pictures below,

Presenting my humble booklet~~~

Pink rules!

The vocabulary list :)

A humble pink booklet, with Android icon as cover, on my thick pink book and my pink-wrapped table :) I hope my pupils will find this booklet useful especially for the morning prayer program, Sarapan Ilmu as we called it where pupils will read and memorize important notes and vocabulary/key words from various subject before the class starts every morning. They even use the booklet in classroom for their sentence construction exercise etc etc. See? Oh dear, please make my little effort worth! (...so that I am motivated to do MORE!)

Pink and a lil bit of comotness, whatevs :|

And, this is a thick pink book that I'm talking about earlier, the one that our teacher carried everytime she stepped in our class before learning session. Remember?

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An Ode to The English Plural

** Please nod if you agree of what you read

We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You  may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and there would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!

 Let's face it - English is a crazy language.  There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.  English muffins weren't invented in England .  We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend?
If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.

In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship...
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
in which your house can burn up as it burns down,
in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and
in which an alarm goes off by going on.

And in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?