Apples and Chalkdust

This is the start of a new life, of new dreams, of bigger missions, and more noteworthy actions. I hope that whoever views this site from now on will learn the world of a teacher beyond the chalkdust. Apples and Chakdust will highlight my journey as an educator. Here you will come to understand what makes a teacher a teacher. Of course, I will not brag to be the best teacher that you will ever meet. I am working to be the best that I can be--that is what I can assure you. So, welcome aboard. Let me bring you to my journey. God bless us all.

After this I will have my first period, 10 Newton. Our discussion will be on the topic Love's inconsistency by Francesco Petrarch. This topic comes to home. Like Francesco, I am in love with a girl, who is also my delight and my strife. This morning I said goodbye to her. A goodbye which I my hearts says I should have not said. My mind says that I cannot live with her because she belongs to a world different from mine. But eveytime I follow my mind, I am hurt. And eveytime I follow my heart, I fall. I don't see love is inconsistent. I see all the feelings and the emotions I experienced as part of this great state--Love. For love is infinite, and we humans, cannot understand, all the colors of love. Some of us can see only harmony because we ignore to see the other colors of it. But love is a mixture of all of these. I love because it is the greatest experience. I rise with love. I fall with love. Life is love. Love is like. There is no real diference. and when we stop...