Sunday, February 27, 2005 Just want to wish Steffi and Xinyu a very Happy Birthday!!!! Oh, and to Shin Yi: a very Happy Belated Birthday!!!!:1  <--the 3 of them?:PHappy Birthday!! 
Saturday, February 26, 2005 Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. -Robert Frost
The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost
The way through the woods They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, and now you would never know There was once a road trough the woods Before they planted the trees. It is underneath the coppice and heath And the thin anemones. Only the keeper sees That, where the ring-dove broods, and the badgers roll at ease, There was once a road through the woods. Yet if you enter the woods Of a summer evening late, When the night air cools on the trout-ring pools Where the otter whistles his mate, (They fear not men in the woods, Because they see so few.) You will hear the beat of a horse's feet, And the swish of a skirt in the dew, Steadily cantering through The misty solitudes, As though they perfectly knew The old lost road through the woods... But there is no road through the woods. -Rudyard Kipling
Tuesday, February 15, 2005 Happy Valentine's Day!!
Saturday, February 12, 2005  Cookie! (07/01/01)After a hard fought battle over your childhood memories, "C is for Cookie" beat out "Rubber Duckie" for your favorite classic Sesame Street song in last month's poll. After hearing the news Ernie said, "That's fine by me, the Cookie Monster is a nice guy". Bert, longtime friend and roommate to Ernie, was overheard saying grumbly, "I'll knock that monster's block off!" The Cookie Monster had only one thing to say. "Cookie!" Taken from http://www.walkerspace.com/blog/2001_07.html |
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