Showing posts with label It's the clothes that makes a man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label It's the clothes that makes a man. Show all posts

Thursday, July 23, 2009

THE MAN WHO KNOWS


The man who knows not
But knows not
That he knows not
Is a fool, Shun him.

The man who knows not
And knows
That he knows not
Is a student; Teach him

The man who knows
But knows not
That he knows
Is asleep; Awaken him

The man who knows
And knows
That he knows
Is a teacher
Learn from Him


I got this lines from the book of my Korean student while awaiting for the class time.This really caught my attention and decided to copy them and posted down in here. I like how the messages goes knowing where to place yourself and where to learn from every person you've met everyday in this lonely planet.
Sometimes,we already have the knowing but we refused to share it nor expanding it..Sometimes we ended up a fool or sleeping...

Saturday, April 25, 2009

IT'S THE CLOTHES THAT MAKES A MAN

"It's the clothes that makes the man"..that was the dialogue of a woman in the movie Casino Royale James Bond movie 1969 original.
I was trying to understand this saying,with so much ground to dig out.Does it sounds,Don't Judge the Book by its Cover? I think it does.
A man can be what he is and be known by what he dresses...How important really is what we wear? Do we need to hide behind our clothes so that we can't be recognized who we are?
Speaking of James Bond movies...I am a true fanatic. Not mentioning of the gadgets he uses and action which made him so different from the other agent character, of course the Bond girls.
Aside of the new James Bond his movies, I watched the first James Bond film way back in the late 50's.Wow, how old that movie was.
I just want to post some of his old posters which I'd seen before and watched it again that somehow you might get some idea about the old old 007.





























Tuesday, October 09, 2007

MAKE DREAMS HAPPEN

Going out of the country or visiting America in particular is one of my tenacious desires or childhood dreams.
Before the day of my graduation was a great controversy, worrying,thinking deeply where to go where to apply,etc.
I think that's the usual feelings of a coming newly grad,mixed emotions of happiness and worries for making the 4 long years of studying successful.Of course,worrying if there's a job awaiting at the gate welcoming you.
Before the formal day of my graduation,an offer came to me to work as Canvasser or let say Sales Representative in layman's term in Texas.
Of course,who wouldn't like to work in USA? who never dream of seeing America? I think 99% of Filipinos were dreaming of that.
Nonetheless,I grabbed the opportunity with the hope it would be a dream come true...it was a guy from Ecuador who recruited me with some of the students in my school.
We excitedly attended the meeting which some of my batch unceasingly contacted thru text and email to the guy from Ecuador,hoping that they could be at the first list.
Seriously,the other went on selling their personal assets and properties just to avail the costly visa and other dues.
To no avail,and because I was also busy sending my resumes' locally and internationally with great hopes that I could land to a stable and good paying job.However,without my knowledged the recruiter called for a second major meeting without informing me,yet,friends who were part of it refused to give me a call nor text.
That announcement went like this,those who failed to attend the second major meeting won't be accepted...in other words,I never receive the invitation and my name was blotted out.Honestly,I was really angry and frustrated to those whom I considered to be friends yet,pretentious but selfish individuals.
However,I was already accepted as teacher in a language Institute,at that moment when the announcement of those who were not included to fly for Texas..well, it was also a blessing in disguise, but I can't help myself to think of my batch who are enjoying their lives in USA right now and thinking puzzly how could those simple students made it to the US Embassy without any problems?
Truly,I still feel the pain of being betrayed.Herewith,are some of the pictures with my batchmate as they are enjoying the imported lives in US.I stole these pictures at their friendster accounts without asking permission.
But the persons behind of these pictures were good pals of mine..so no need to worry at all.The following pictures below owned by some good pals but they aren't the one I am mentioning above..they are innocent though.























Photoblog: Baan Suan Hassadi - Thailand