Next English Teacher
Posted by
Kosar
on Aug 29, 2010
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It's time to tell you about my second English teacher.
She was a Pakistani cute girl named Faezah and we were calling her Aunt; "Khale Faezeh". She was majoring in medicine and lived with her mother and brother. Her father had passed away long ago.
She was very kind and we really loved her.
We were living upstairs and to learn English we had to go downstairs to their house.
Sometimes she would get help from English-Urdu dictionary to tell us meaning of the words. Because Urdu shares some words with Persian.
Actually she was not just my English teacher, she was also my good friend. I have lots of memories with her. She taught me the musical notes. She had a spinet and she taught me a very short opus in order to help me to memorize the notes. That was it: do re mi, re mi fa, mi fa mi fa, sol sol, sol la si la.
I don't know where she is and what she is doing now. Sometimes I really miss them.
Spiritual Trip

It's an unbelievable incident… I'm going to Mecca.
Saturday my family and I are going to perform Umrah, Inshallah.
Since it's near Ramadan, our trip is 16 days; 6 days in Medina and 10 days in Mecca. So we'll be able to fast almost 4 days of Ramadan in Mecca.
I can't believe it! It's the best present ever from God… It's too big for me!
I hope I'll get the best out of this spiritual trip.
Elma
Posted by
Kosar
on Jul 25, 2010
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I was taught English since I was 9 years old.
My first English teacher was a Canadian woman named Elma. She was a nice woman with two children and a Pakistani husband we called him Mr.Muzaffar.
She had been converted to Muslim. They named their son Basit, and their daughter Noora.
I remember her blond pigtail-style hair and her especial delightful perfume. Also I remember that her house was always clean and full of light.
Although their children were little yet, they'd learnt to speak in 8 various foreign languages. Mr.Muzaffar and Elma each knew some foreign languages which they had taught them to children.
She was also teaching my brother, my father and slightly my mother besides me.
They used to live in our neighborhood and when after a year we moved from there, we had to change our teacher. (I'll tell you about my second English teacher later.)
Unfortunately I don't have any photo of them except the images I have in my mind.
Giving up the job
Posted by
Kosar
on Jul 22, 2010

I'm going to quit one of my jobs.
There occurred a misunderstanding and when I tried to clarify it for my manager, he didn't answer to my calls nor did he reply my messages.
He blamed me and never tried to hear me, nor did he give me an opportunity to tell him what made me that sad and mad, was not distrusting him but for the broken promises!
I was angry by the accountant who was telling me all the time "It'll be done tomorrow", "It'll be done this weekend", "It'll be done next week" and it was like this 'tomorrow' would never come!
He finally did it after two months but the point is his regularly breaking promises and not doing based on what he told me himself.
If he told me it'll be done for example after five months, I would never call him anymore, nor would I get angry. But promising to do something in a period of time and not doing it, is really unbearable to me.
I consider the accountant's behavior and the manager not answering my calls and SMSs a big disrespect which have never happened to me before in my all other jobs. I think it was not an appropriate reaction to my honesty and attentive cooperation after these years.
I prefer to give up the job I really liked, in order to keep my dignity against anything that would violate it.
counting on myself
Posted by
Kosar
on Jul 14, 2010
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I asked my teacher about the problem I'd written.
She told me one of the solutions is "to watch movies a lot, at least for a year. It'll help you to find out the appropriate words". And I know it's hard finding some suitable movies.
I think it's effective to write more in English too. So I'm going to update my blog every week.
One of big Problems in blogging is to find a subject to write about. Therefore I think the best subject is my own life. I mean my experiences and my memories. And maybe I update it with the photos of my albums too!
And I remember one more thing...
When I changed my English class from Qum to Shiraz, I found my classmates very dull. They all were teenagers and school girls. Very soon I found myself the best student in the new class without any competitor; although I was almost top student in my previous class in Qum as well, but I had some serious competitors.
So I was never worry about my speaking in my new class. I was so relaxed and not anxious to find appropriate words. After the second session, I found myself fluent in speaking! Although I'd asked lots of questions and was active enough during the session, I didn't make any mistakes in speaking, nor finding proper word, and the most important thing was the matter of fluency.
Yeah! That's it! Whenever I was more careful in speaking, I do not do it as well as I've expected.
So I try to count on myself and speak as much as possible in the class.
(Of course I changed my class to adult classes to keep myself not getting too lazy!)
what would you recommend?
Posted by
Kosar
on Jun 15, 2010
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There is a big problem with my English. I'm not good to remember English vocab.
Although I'm good to understand English and the Farsi meaning of words, but I'm not that good to find the appropriate English word to replace the Farsi vocab.
I forget the English words very simply.
I think that's why I'm not that fluent and fast enough in speaking.
I really don't know how I can get better :(
Endless
Posted by
Kosar
on Feb 13, 2010
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moving in
Posted by
Kosar
on Jan 19, 2010
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Guess what?!
I'm going to get rid of this dormitory. Can you believe it?
Yes! After three semesters, I'm going to leave Student dormitory. Though it was a very good experience, but I'm thankful for getting rid of this crowded place with small personal space, roommates with different culture and being far from city center.
I'm going to move into my friend's house, who was graduated in summer and got back to Shiraz. There's nobody living in their house now. So I'm going to move in soon.
Are you worried about me living alone? To tell you the truth, I'm not that alone! Two sisters of my friend are living upstairs. And of course I'm not afraid of loneliness, nor darkness, nor anything else similar; so remain calm!
The house is close to my English class, libraries, holly shrine, book stores, and almost anywhere I need to go. Then I think I can go hiking everyday and swimming twice a week.
Oh, I'm really happy and eager to move in.
P.s: And let me paste what my good friend has written to me when she read this post before publishing: "Wow Kosar! You're so smart, mashallah... You're becoming very good in a short time. Congrats :) Keep up learning." Glad to hear that.
shocked
Posted by
Kosar
on Jan 14, 2010
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Imagine someone suddenly shoves you and you fall into a deep point of a river. You start to move your hands and feet and struggle to breathe. Since you're so unfortunate, the river is wavy and you don't know well how to swim.
You feel you're going to drown and wish someone would be there and could rescue you.
After awhile you find a piece of wood that your friend holds it to save you from drowning. You catch it and get out of wild river.
You're shocked and as you swallow lots of water, you can't breathe very well. Your friend is waiting for you to say something, but you can't speak at all.
While you are bending and straightening and trying to breathe, your friend is expectantly looking at you.
After that, you sit on a rock, rest your hands on your knees, gaze on the ground in front of your feet and review what happened. Then breathing deeply, you watch wistful face of your friend, smile and say: "Finished already"!


