A Fresh Beginning
I had just arrived in KL at half past ten in the night, and took the lrt to Ampang.
I love when the new semester comes. It's like a new page in life's book. I look forward to new faces, I search frantically for new materials, I read and read and read in an attempt to keep up with things.. all in preparation to teach my new classes. I look forward to the unveiling of new programmes, seminars and talks within the semester. So much to learn, absorb, in order that I can part some knowledge to my students, and I gather much in return! What wonder there lies, in such a simple word of revelation - Iqra'. I thank God for the life that I live, and the company of the laughter of my son. To life! To the morrow!
I love when the new semester comes. It's like a new page in life's book. I look forward to new faces, I search frantically for new materials, I read and read and read in an attempt to keep up with things.. all in preparation to teach my new classes. I look forward to the unveiling of new programmes, seminars and talks within the semester. So much to learn, absorb, in order that I can part some knowledge to my students, and I gather much in return! What wonder there lies, in such a simple word of revelation - Iqra'. I thank God for the life that I live, and the company of the laughter of my son. To life! To the morrow!