Salim berbagi…. tempat belajar dan berinteraksi….

Pencil & Eraser
May 24, 2011, 1:39 AM


Pencil: I’m sorry . . . I made a mistake again . . .

Eraser: Never mind, my dear . . . you didn’t do anything so wrong that
it can not be corrected . . .

Pencil:I’m sorry . . . because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I
made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. In making my mistakes
vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each

Eraser:That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do
this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. I want
you to be correct . . . always.

Pencil:I am happy that you are always there to correct me. I do not
know how I will do without you . . .

Eraser:I know one day I’ll be gone. But you’ll replace me with a new
one or an alternative. I love to be with you and I’m actually happy
doing my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. I wish,
eventually you will learn to do your job without the need for me.

I found this conversation between the Pencil and the Eraser very
inspiring. Parents are like the Eraser whereas their children are the
Pencil. They’re always there for their children, cleaning up their
mistakes and encouraging them to correct themselves. Sometimes along
the way . . . they get hurt, become reduced, older, brittle and in the
end, pass on. The Parents are aware that the children will eventually
find someone new (spouse), yet they are always happy doing their bit
for their children. They hate to see their precious ones worrying or
sad; rather they wish their children do a good job and make a lasting
mark in this world.

This is for all those loving parents out there . . . and to their
lovely children who are striving hard (as never before) to make their
mark in this world.

We never know the love of our parents for us till we have become parents.”


Living Happily in a Humble Palace
March 18, 2011, 12:27 AM

From: English Milist

Home is more than just a place to hide from the heat sun…to shade from wet cold rain… or even merely to sleep. Home functions as irreplaceable place where family can weave dreams with warmth. A place where everyone is overwhelmed with perfect love and affection. A place where no one should never feel alone and neglected.

But what do really happen in today’s homes? Some still function as they are…many others don’t…They just remain vividly the building, only. The warmth inside goes too hot till everyone melts. The coolness turns too cold then no one could avoid freezing. Simply, society starts to deplete due to the degraded home functions. Then, everyone is complaining why this happen.

Let me illustrate the lost of warmth from home in which it should exist. We know that family consists of father, mother (at least), son, daughter and probably the extended family. When one of family members loses his/her temper due to some reasons and he/she expresses it in the home, the tension inside is going increasingly stronger. Small issue could be very serious. Perhaps the best description of it is like when a detonator of bomb is exposed to fire. Only a second, conflict explodes tremendously…spreading the debris of  a broken home. Father pours his office problem into his home inconsiderably. Mother responds it with no mercy. The level of anger simply starts to over range. Meanwhile their offspring get affected inevitably. Rudeness then penetrates their minds…teaching them to act like what their parents do. In such over heated situation, home is going to melt away.

In another hand, family may experience getting frozen inside. Father has less talk to his kids, too much interested in his money-making activity. Mother is away busy with her beauty stuff. Father feeds up his family with money continually, anytime. Mother hardly caresses her son and daughter. The parent has plundered the children’s right. As a result, the kids attempt to get some attention by crying, breaking some toys, even try a bit of drugs. They tend to be out of control but more creative to create some problems. The worst thing is when they do not recognize who their mom and dad are…

In the day, adults come out at an area which is called work place when the kids are optimally growing up and happily playing a game. In the night – even more very late night – they go home when their kids are already in their dream world. Each member just sees at a glance and says hello then sinks in endless business. Home is going so cold. Even the power of smile would not give any progression. So much colder from day to day till everyone is buried in his/her own frozen grave. So tell me where the function of home?

Home…should be brought back to its origin.

A place where a husband can be the shield from any storm for his wife and kids.

A place where a wife would act as the best nanny and educator in the world.

A playground for children to learn and thrive the wisdom in a joyful way.

To create a real home does not mean to build any luxurious palace. Not necessarily to have everything inside it. Physical building might help family evolves happiness, however intangible noble properties play more roles to bring felicity into one’s home.


There is something money could not buy. Love.

And there is another thing a palace might not provide. Affection.

The real palace would be your own home. Your humble one. Regardless of its shape. Regardless of its architectural design. The home with full of love and affection. The home which reflects  happiness of heaven.

Yeah, let’s build your HOME SWEET HOME…^_^

The Heart of a Teacher
December 14, 2010, 1:20 AM

This is a powerful message for our modern society. We seem to have lost our bearing & our sense of direction.

One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company.

 He passed the first interview; the director did the last interview.

 The director discovered from the CV that the youth’s academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.

 The director asked, “Did you obtain any scholarships in school?”

 The youth answered “none”.

 The director asked, “Was it your father who paid for your school fees?”

 The youth answered, “My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees. “

 The director asked, “Where did your mother work?”

 The youth answered, “My mother worked as laundry woman. “

 The director requested the youth to show his hands.

 The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.

 The director asked, “Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?”

 The youth answered, “Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me. “

 The director said, “I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother’s hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.”

 The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands.

 His mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to the young man.

 The youth cleaned his mother’s hands slowly. His tear fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother’s hands were so wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.

 This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother’s hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.

 After finishing the cleaning of his mother’s hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.

 That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.

 Next morning, the youth went to the director’s office.

 The Director noticed the tears in the youth’s eyes, asked: “Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?”

 The youth answered, “I cleaned my mother’s hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes”

 The Director asked, “Please tell me your feelings.”

 The youth said:

 1. I know now what appreciation is. Without my mother, there would not have been the successful me today.

 2. By working together and helping my mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done.

 3. I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationships.

 The director said, “This is what I am looking for to be my manager. I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired”.

 Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company’s performance improved tremendously.

 A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted, would develop “entitlement mentality” and would always put him self first. He would be ignorant of his parent’s efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and would always blame others. For this kind of a person, who may be good academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showing love or are we destroying the children instead?*

 You can let your children live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano, watch a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let them experience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls together with their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, you want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your children learn how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learn how to work with others to get things done.

Intermezzo – Part 4
October 21, 2010, 12:12 AM

14) A plain computer illiterate guy rings tech support to report that his computer is faulty.

Tech: What’s the problem?

User: There is smoke coming out of the power supply.

Tech: (keep quite)

Tech: You’ll need a new power supply.

User: No, I don’t! I just need to change the startup files.

Tech: Sir, the power supply is faulty. You’ll need to replace it.

User: No way! Someone told me that I just needed to change the startup and it will fix the problem! All I need is for you to tell me the


Tech support::

10 minutes later, the User is still adamant that he is right. The, tech is frustrated and fed up.

Tech support::(hush hush)

Tech: Sorry, Sir. We don’t normally tell our customers this, but there is an undocumented DOS command that will fix the problem.

User: I knew it!

Tech : Just add the line LOAD NOSMOKE.COM  at the end of the CONFIG.SYS. Let me know how it goes.

10 minutes later.

User : It didn’t work. The power supply is still smoking.

Tech : Well, what version of DOS are you using?

User : MS-DOS 6.22.

Tech : That’s your problem there. That version of DOS didn’t come with NOSMOKE. Contact Microsoft and ask them for a patch that will give you the file. Let me know how it goes.

1 hour later.

User : I need a new power supply.

Tech support : How did you come to that conclusion?

Tech support : (hush hush)

User : Well, I rang Microsoft and told him about what you said, and he started asking questions about the make of power supply.

Tech: Then what did he say?

User: He told me that my power supply isn’t compatible with NOSMOKE.



Height Of it all (Too Good)

15) Customer : I need a product identification number right now

Customer Care Officer : and may I help u in finding it out?

Cust : sure !!!!

CCO : could u left click on start and do u find ‘My Computer’?

Cust: I did left click but how the hell do I find your, computer?

Intermezzo – Part 3
October 21, 2010, 12:11 AM

11) Customer : “You’ve got to fix my computer. I urgently need to print document, but the computer won’t boot properly.”

Tech Support : “What does it say?”

Customer : “Something about an error and non-system disk.”

Tech Support : “Look at your machine. Is there a floppy inside?”

Customer : “No, but there’s a sticker saying there’s an Intel inside.”

Tech support : @@@@@



12) Tech Support: “Just call us back if there’s a problem. We’re open 24 hours.”

Customer: “Is that Eastern time?”



13) Tech Support : “What does the screen say now?”

Customer : “It says, ‘Hit ENTER when ready’.”

Tech Support : “Well?”

Customer : “How do I know when it’s ready?”

Tech support : *** —- ++++


Intermezzo – Part 2
October 21, 2010, 12:10 AM

5) Tech Support : “Ok, in the bottom left hand side of the screen, canyou see the ‘OK’ button displayed?”

Customer : “Wow. How can you see my screen from there?”

Tech support : ##### ***



6) Tech Support : “What type of computer do you have?”

Customer : “A white one.”

Tech support : ******_____####



7) Tech Support : “What operating system are you running?”

Customer : “Pentium.”

Tech support : ////—–+++



8) Customer : “My computer’s telling me I performed an illegal abortion.”

Tech support : ??????



9) Customer : “I have Microsoft Exploder.”

Tech Support : ?!%#$



10) Customer : “How do I print my voicemail?”

Tech support : ??????


Intermezzo – Part 1
October 21, 2010, 12:08 AM


FOR JUST BEING ON THE PHONE… TAKE A LOOK : ( and you would find why.. !!!! )


1 ) Tech Support : “I need you to right-click on the Open Desktop.”

Customer : “Ok.”

Tech Support : “Did you get a pop-up menu?”

Customer : “No.”

Tech Support : “Ok. Right click again. Do you see a pop-up menu?”

Customer : “No.”

Tech Support : “Ok, sir. Can you tell me what you have done up until this point?”

Customer : “Sure, you told me to write ‘click’ and I wrote ‘click’.”



2) Customer : “I received the software update you sent, but I am still getting the same error message.”

Tech Support : “Did you install the update?”

Customer: “No. Oh, am I supposed to install it to get it to work?”



3) Customer : “I’m having trouble installing Microsoft Word.”

Tech Support : “Tell me what you’ve done.”

Customer : “I typed ‘A: SETUP’.”

Tech Support : “Ma’am, remove the disk and tell me what it says.”

Customer : “It says ‘[PC manufacturer] Restore and Recovery disk’.”

Tech Support : “Insert the MS Word setup disk.”

Customer : “What?”

Tech Support: “Did you buy MS word?”

Customer: “No…”



4) Customer : “Do I need a computer to use your software?”

Tech Support : ?!%#$ (welll pretend to smile)