Susan T. Aparejo

Rookie - 157 Points (Dec.09, / Gingoog City, Philippines)

Comments about Susan T. Aparejo

  • Jhon Gabreza Jhon Gabreza (4/14/2012 12:42:00 AM)

    Every single day is valuable to human, so we will not waste it.
    For it is God' s creation, it is sacred.


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    Jhon Rey Mark G. Gabreza

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  • Jhon Gabreza Jhon Gabreza (4/14/2012 12:28:00 AM)

    Every single day is valuable to human, so we will not waste it.
    For it is God' s creation, it is sacred.


    Submitted by:
    Jhon Rey Mark G. Gabreza

  • Luzel Galupo (3/30/2012 11:39:00 PM)

    yes its true that even its only a gadget its useful

  • Roy Albinda (3/28/2012 4:08:00 AM)

    OHh yeah... Even it is just a gadget but it is very useful...
    But sometimes it has a disadvantages that can cause bad to our health... We need to limit our time in front of computer to avoid it's disadvantages..

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  • Angel Macalaba (1/22/2010 4:32:00 AM)

    love can really change everything..
    it chooses anyone..
    it gives us light, , life, , and hope..
    every thing can happen..

Best Poem of Susan T. Aparejo

Hero In The Classroom

A simple being, hero in the classrooms,
Pen and lesson plans are his tools
In imparting knowledge to his learners
a father/ mother of almost sixty.

Teaching children of not his blood,
Nurturing then of knowledge flood,
Burning midnight candles,
Doesn't matter all,
their achievements are his goal.

Addressing different learning styles,
With various teaching aids on files,
Preparing a friendly atmosphere,
Even none from his relatives care.

The forgotten hero in the classroom,
Toiling overtime forgetting time,
You wonder he is ...

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Journey To What Is Due

Many years covered the thought that book my dream,
the sweat of struggles left no easy kindled token,
from Monday to Friday to some, for me never,
never I stop toiling the soil for the service of the will,
shout round me, from land and see, but yet I know
there's gold even in the barren of snow.

Yes, I stumble, but move, stand, walk, heads up!
my dream has almost shattered, frozen and glued,

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