tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44461556992961421022011-04-21T11:04:56.689-07:00The MirrorThe mirror is where we look at ourselves and figure out some perfection. This blog is presented to be a mirror of ourselves. The information might be about you, but as I am assuming you as the mirror, I would actually see myself. When you read, actually you are looking at me and hopefully seeing yourself.The Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446155699296142102.post-13105359018373032072008-03-25T02:10:00.000-07:002008-03-25T03:33:50.677-07:00Broken Spring Break.As other people, my friends and I made a plan for spring break. It was only a plan. We had another side of us. The week was actually our first internship week at a school who had different schedule for spring break. Being nerveous or excited, making plan, and writing jurnal has been part of the first week. We washed the spring break plan out. The week was like another week of ours.However, lucky The Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446155699296142102.post-86900841876455210132008-03-18T18:04:00.001-07:002008-03-18T18:34:53.491-07:00We were on the way back from Cleveland. Our host parent who were a retired teachers took us to see his parents. We stoped by at a high building. To me it is like a hotel, his parents lived there. They left their house and moved in there because they has not been strong enough to take care of each other. We stoped by at a room where the people of more than 80 years old were gathering. We meet his The Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446155699296142102.post-1868405672187075332008-03-10T13:27:00.000-07:002008-03-11T16:03:01.371-07:00The snow was thick on that sunny saturday afternoon. On our way home from Kent State University we saw some people sledding down the hill beside the campus road. As we approached, I said loudly to them, "It looks fun what you are doing there." We decided to stop and watch. I remembered, in my country we usually did it using layers of banana tree when the ground is wet and slippery.They offered usThe Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446155699296142102.post-88443820677884688192008-02-04T13:23:00.000-08:002008-02-04T19:55:06.103-08:00The Pre-academic TrainingArriving 26 dec 08, I met 11 people from Egypt, Jordan, Marroco, Bangladesh, India, and Indonesia with various strange ways of speaking English, I found that it was easier to listen from American. It took several days negotiating the speed and pitch both on our ear and articulator before we could understand well each other. One instructor slowly increased her speed when talking to us. She was The Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446155699296142102.post-77111133335440909402008-01-31T06:17:00.000-08:002008-02-04T13:27:13.934-08:00Being unknownThe day I landed my feet on the ground at Phili airport was so wonderful. The 37 F wind stroke my face in front of exit gate. Very nice, "I am in America", a country that every country knows, including Indonesia. A nice lady took us to the Inn we would stay at. Looking through the van windows while it was moving, I was not surprised of what I saw. I had seen such view in the American movies.Days The Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4446155699296142102.post-87269215980032947442008-01-29T18:53:00.000-08:002008-01-31T05:30:13.471-08:00IntroductionI would have to thank Elizabeth Thomas, a staf member at Kent State University for her idea and support to get me into creating this blog for sharing experiences as well as those people and organization mentioned in this column for their great contribution to my present in U.S.My visit to USA has been for an educator exchange program called International Leadership in Education Program (a programThe Mirrorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936669470704537465noreply@blogger.com1