saturday na naman at kakatapos lang ng upcat review... mabigat ang load for the past week... lagi naman eh. anyway. last week na rin yun ni mam tarun... nakakalungkot... naging masaya, exciting, enjoyable at conducive to learning ang physics class namin dahil sa kanya... marami pa kaming natutunan tulad ng Kirchhoff's rule at maraming pang iba...
naging teacher ko na siya noong 2nd year. likas na mabait itong si mam tarun... concerned siya sa students niya ever since... masaya din ang mga jokes niya at kapupulutan ng aral. ang problema lang, corny. anyway, ibang klaseng teacher siya. mahilig siyang magbigay ng chances sa students para maimprove pa nila yung performance nila... sayang nga lang at mawawala na siya... magaabroad kasi siya...
sa bagay, advantage naman niya yun kasi, magiging malaya na siya mula sa gulo ng mga students niya... medyo lang naman. makakapagrelax na rin siya sa wakas...hehe oo nga pala... nag-longtest pa kami sa physics noong last meeting namin... tapos, napagusapan na gumawa ng dedication sa scratch portion... hehe
yun. bumawi na lang ung iba dun. sayang nga lang at nagpakabait lang kami sa kanya noong paalis na siya. sana, matagal na naming ginanagawa yun kahit hindi namin alam na aalis na siya... sayang lang talaga... yun. dedicated talaga ang post na to para kay mam tarun... hehe
thanks mam!!!

Nabasa ko lang... maganda yung message... basahin nyo rin... :D

The Heart

"Tomorrow morning," the surgeon began,"I'll open up your heart..." "You'll find Jesus there," the boy interrupted. The surgeon looked up, annoyed. "I'll cut your heart open," he continued, "to see how much damage has been done..." "But when you open up my heart, you'll find Jesus in there," said the boy.
The surgeon looked to the parents, who sat quietly. "When I see how much damage has been done, I'll sew your heart and chest back up, and I'll plan what to do next." "But you'll find Jesus in my heart. The Bible says He lives there. The hymns all say He lives there. You'll find Him in my heart."

The surgeon had had enough. "I'll tell you what I'll find in your heart. I'll find damaged muscle, low blood supply, and weakened vessels. And I'll find out if I can make you well." "You'll find Jesus there too. He lives there."
The surgeon left. The surgeon sat in his office, recording his notes from the surgery, "...damaged aorta, damaged pulmonary vein, widespread muscle degeneration. No hope for transplant, no hope for cure. Therapy: painkillers and bed rest. Prognosis:, "here he paused, "death within one year."

He stopped the recorder, but there was more to be said. "Why?" he asked aloud. "Why did You do this? You've put him here; You've put him in this pain; and You've cursed him to an early death. Why?"The Lord answered and said, "The boy, My lamb, was not meant for your flock for long, for he is a part of My flock, and will forever be. Here, in My flock, he will feel no pain, and will be comforted as you cannot imagine. His parents will one day join him here, and they will know peace, and My flock will continue to grow."

The surgeon's tears were hot, but his anger was hotter. "You created that boy, and You created that heart. He'll be dead in months. Why?" The Lord answered, "The boy, My lamb, shall return to My flock, for He has Done his duty: I did not put My lamb with your flock to lose him, but to retrieve another lost lamb."

The surgeon wept.. The surgeon sat beside the boy's bed; the boy's parents sat across from him. The boy awoke and whispered, "Did you cut open my heart?" "Yes," said the surgeon."What did you find?" asked the boy."I found Jesus there," said the surgeon.

Author Unknown - Celebrate Jesus in 2006