Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
I absolutely disagree...
I absolutely disagree with Melden that people are afraid to fly by planes. I think, there are few of such people. The majority of people presently spend almost all their forces and time for earning money with the purpose to spend them for their pleasures. I don’t speak certainly about
But person’s fear is before something unknown, unidentified. I for example can be easily persuaded to dive to the seabed or even to do some flying in a spacecraft of aliens. The prospect to lose my job is frightening me more! Americans for example continue to spend huge money for entertainments and for
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
I'm fine...
It’s an auto-suggestion. I do not love changes - when my life goes not under the plan. I do not like, when something unexpected happens. Probably in my previous life I was a frog and lived in a bog....
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Good Santorini Hotels
My daughter saw today a terrible dream. It was something frightful with worms. But the most important was that in the morning she saw a good dream and consequently we have met morning in good mood.
But I had to spend several hours to find a site on Santorini hotels with prices for 2008.
This is a real disease for
In general, it seems to me that Greeks do not know how to get rid of tourists that come and come!
Who knows, may be my daughter will fly for her holiday somewhere to Mars:)
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Today my daughter had a very good music lesson. I am happy, because her last three lessons were just terrible! I talked to her last night and today in the morning. I tried to dispose her. Probably I’ve managed to do that and therefore today is a very good day!
However it is very important to find necessary and kind words!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
It's Over
So my holiday has come to the end. It is a pity.
But I have firmly decided to reconsider my working schedule to make work more effectively. It is necessary to reconstruct my work for more free time which I wish to devote to my son.
He needs more and more time and care. I think, I will manage to do everything on the highest level!
Monday, July 30, 2007
Today I have read through this article about how difficult is invalids’ life.
It is just severe so to act like that. It’s ok when healthy people pay money for the goods or services - they always have a choice. I, for example, never drive on free-of-charge roads and do not buy cheap products. But to rook invalids in such way is improbably impudently. They do not have choice unless absolutely to cancel a trip.
There is not enough kindness and care to feeble in our world.
Probably for these people money is the most important thing in the world!
Friday, July 20, 2007
The Wolf and the Goat
There was once a goat who built herself a little house in the woods and gave birth to a family of kids. The mother goat would often go out to seek for food, and the kids would lock the door behind her and never so much as show their noses outside. The mother goat would come back, knock at the door and sing out:
"My kiddies own, my children dear,
Open the door, for your mother is here!
By a stream I walked, on a grass-grown bank,
Of fresh grass I ate, of cool water drank;
I bring you milk which is rich and sweet,
It runs from my udder down to my feet!"
The kids would open the door and let in their mother, the mother goat would feed them and go off to the woods again, and they would lock the door behind her just as they had before.
Now, the wolf heard the mother goat call to her kids, and one day when she had just gone out, he stole up to the house and cried in his gruff voice:
"My kiddies own, my children dear,
Open the door, for your mother is here.
I bring you milk which is rich and sweet,
It runs from my udder down to my feet!"
And the kids called back: "We hear you, whoever you are, but that isn't our mother's voice. Mother's voice is thin and sweet and the words she says are different." The wolf went away and hid himself, and after a while the mother goat came back home. She knocked at the door and sang out:
"My kiddies own, my children dear,
Open the door, for your mother is here!
By a stream I walked, on a grass-grown bank,
Of fresh grass I ate, of cool water drank;
I bring you milk which is rich and sweet,
It runs from my udder down to my feet!"
The kids let in their mother and told her about the wolf and about how he had wanted to eat them up. The mother goat fed the kids, and, before leaving for the woods, told them very sternly indeed that if anyone came to the house, asked to be let in in a gruff voice and not used the very same words as she they were not to let him in on any account. She had no sooner left than the wolf came running up. He knocked at the door and sang out in a thin little voice:
"My kiddies own, my children dear,
Open the door, for your mother is here.
By a stream I walked, on a grass-grown bank,
Of fresh grass I ate, of cool water drank;
I bring you milk which is rich and sweet,
It runs from my udder down to my feet!"
The kids opened the door, and the wolf rushed in and gobbled them all up save for one little kid who had crawled into the stove and hidden himself there.
By and by the mother goat came home, but call and shout as she would no one answered her. She gave the door a push, and seeing that it was unlocked, ran inside. The house was empty, but she glanced into the stove, and lo!—found one little kid there. Great was the mother goat's grief when she heard what had happened to her children. Down she dropped on the bench and began sobbing loudly, saying over and over again:
"O my children dear, î my kiddies own,
Why did I ever leave you alone?
For the wicked wolf you opened the door,
Never, I fear, will I see you more!"
The wolf heard her, and, coming into the house, said: "Why do you make me out to be such a villain, Mistress Goat? I would never eat your kids! Do not grieve but come for a walk in the woods with me." "No, Mister Wolf, I'm in no mood for a walk." "Please come, please!" the wolf begged.
They went to the woods and soon came to a hole in the ground with a fire burning in it. It had been used by some robbers for cooking gruel in and they had not doused the flames. "Come, Wolf, let us see which of us can jump over the hole!" said the mother goat. To this the wolf agreed. He leapt across, but tripped and fell into the fire. His belly burst open from the heat, and out the kids hopped, safe and sound, and ran straight to their mother. And they lived happily ever after. The wiser from year to year they grew and never a day of misfortune knew.
Translated by Irina Zheleznova
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Australia
I support Australian aboriginals. Besides the fact that they have lost their lands and the government force them to live as it wants they don’t have any possibility to choose. When people have a choice they become more kind.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
Friday, May 11, 2007
Friday, April 13, 2007
How We Spend Our Money
Saturday, March 17, 2007
my future trip to London
Very soon I’ll go on a conference in
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
microbes
Well, in fact they could have explained what the microbes are.
And how to explain that some of them are not harmful for us but instead useful.
Those ones, for instance, inhabiting our bowels, but how did they get there if not from the dirty hands?
Well, I am lucky the school is only in some years.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Appropriate Mobile Phone.
I have chosen one good mobile phone after searching the whole of the Internet and visiting a lot of shops. Everybody tells a story about how good is that or another phone.
Somebody needs a phone with good camera; another needs a phone with big memory size. But I’m interested in a phone that will let me know about discharged battery in low tones and not yelling in the middle of the night!
I haven’t found any mobile phone with that function to be settled. It’s a real problem for me!