Susan T. Aparejo
Susan T. Aparejo Quotes
'''Anger is a self defense of your unsuccessful aim'''Susan Tan Aparejo, Ph.D. A Master Teacher in Gingoog City Comprehensive National High School, Gingoog City teaching English subject.
''True love will glitter in the dark, glimmers at dusk, sparkles your eyes, colors the world, a music to your ears that brings joy to your heart.''Susan Tan Aparejo, Ph.D. A Master Teacher in Gingoog City Comprehensive National High School, Gingoog City teaching English subject.
''Failures are the essence of Success''Susan Tan Aparejo's personal quotation
''Being successful is ignoring the flies around you and being deaf of criticism.''Susan T. Aparejo's personal quotation
''Leadership is bowing to the lowest rank and file employees in an organization.''Susan T. Aparejo's personal reflection.
''Promotion is the prize of hardwork, patience and creativity. If you are promoted without these, then that is bribery, dishonesty and treachery.''Susan T. Aparejo's personal quotation
''Share your talents and skills to younger generation in order to leave a legacy of endless glory.''Susan T. Aparejo's personal quote.
''Best friends are your enemies in the day but your soft pillows in the dark.''Susan T. Aparejo's personal quote
''An enemy ruins your day, wrecks your dream and shatters your plans and reputation. But after the flow of events, you will treasure his presence in your life.''Susan T. Aparejo's personal quote
''An aversion to a person is a taste of unified principle until the clashes finally end, you will realize he/she is your true friend and protector.''Personal quote from the life experience of Susan T. Aparejo- the author
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Though artificial but geniune,
Though not a human but has brain,
Though no emotions but teach how to emote,
Though not eating but teach how to cook,
Though not writing but teach how to write,
Though not studying yet it gives tips in studying,
Though no diploma but a master in all degrees,
The master of all, but sometimes meet trouble,
Like humans, it feels tiresome,
Just unplugged and open once more,
your artificial gadget,
Never complain even being called as
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,