FARM ANIMAL POEMS

THE RABBITS

A family of rabbits lived under a tree;
(close right hand and hide it under left arm)
A father, a mother, and babies three.
(Hold up thumb, then fingers in succession)
Sometimes the bunnies would sleep all day;
(Make fist)
But when night came, they liked to play.
(Wiggle fingers)
Out of the hole, they'd creep, creep, creep.
(Move fingers in a creeping motion)
While the birds in the trees were all asleep,
(Rest face on hands, place palms together)
Then the bunnies would scamper about and run...
(Wiggle fingers)
Uphill, downhill! Oh, what fun!
(Move fingers vigorously)
But when the mother said, "It's time to rest,"
(Hold up middle finger)
Pop! They would hurry
(Clap hands after "pop")
Right back to their nest!
(Hide hand under arm)

ON THE FARM

Here is the piggy snout;
(Hold up thumb)
He'd better stop eating, or his tail will pop out!

Here is busy Mother Hen;
(Hold up pointer finger)
She likes to scratch for her chickens ten.

Here is patient, friendly cow;
(Hold up middle finger)
She's eating hay from a big haymow.

Here is Baa-Baa, a wooly sheep;
(Hold up ring finger)
Her wool keeps me warm while I am asleep.

Here is funny, fuzzy cat;
(Hold up little finger)
She likes to chase a mouse or rat.
(Move fingers to imitate a running cat)

FIVE LITTLE CHICKENS

Five little chickens by the old barn door,
(Hold up five finger fingers)
One saw a beetle, and then there were four.
(Bend down one finger)
Four little chickens under a tree;
One saw a cricket, and then there were three.
(Bend down another finger)
Three little chickens looked for something new:
One saw a grasshopper; then there were two.
(Bend down another finger)
Two little chickens said, "Oh, what fun!"
One saw a ladybug; then there was one.
(Bend down another finger) One little chicken began to run,
For he saw a katydid, then there were none!
(Bend down last finger)

TEN FLUFFY CHICKENS

Five eggs and five eggs,
(Hold up two hands)
That makes ten;
Sitting on top is the Mother Hen.
(Fold one hand over the other)
Crackle, crackle, crackle;
(Clap three times)
What do I see?
Ten fluffy chickens
(Hold up 10 fingers)
As yellow as can be.

THIS LITTLE CALF
(Extend fingers, push each down in succession)

This little calf eats grass.
This little calf eats hay.
This little calf drinks water.
This little calf runs away.
This little calf does nothing
But just lies down all day.
(Rest last finger in palm of hand)

LOOK, LOOK, LOOK

Look, look, look (shade eyes)
Three ducks in a brook. (Hold up three fingers)
One is white, and one is brown.
One is swimming upside down.
(Point to a finger each time)
Look, look, look
Three ducks in a brook. (Hold up three fingers)

CAT'S EYES

Cats eyes black
Cats eyes green
Cats eyes wide open
for the whole wide world to see

Cats eyes open
Cats eyes bright
Cats eyes closed tight
for a little nap time

Poem sent by Leanne--Thanks!

FARM DOG

The old dog lies on the floor
with his head upon his paws.
He's never in a hurry,
he mosey's through the day.

He's a farm dog, he's got lots
of space to roam,
and when he's tired,
he simply comes home.

The old dog lies on the floor,
his eyes so tender and mild.
When he looks at you,
you feel like a child!

~Dianna Wilder~

Thanks for sending in this wonderful poem, Dianna!

OUR BILLY GOAT

Our naughty little billy goat
Nibbled at our vine
Thought he'd try the taste of grapes
Found he liked them fine
Grandma chanced to see him
But she only gave a smile
Thought she'd chase the billy goat
In a little while

Nilusha, Thanks for sending in this wonderful poem!

FARM

3 little ducks went swimming one day
Over the hills and far away
Mother duck said "QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK"
but only 2 little ducks came back

2 little ducks went swimming one day
Over the hills and far away
Mother duck said "QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK"
but only 1 little ducks came back

1 little ducks went swimming one day
Over the hills and far away
Mother duck said "QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK"
but now no little ducks came back

0 little ducks went swimming one day
Over the hills and far away
Mother duck said "QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK"
and all 3 liitle ducks came back

Kerry, Thanks for sending in this great song!

CHICKENS

Said the first little chicken,
With a strange little squirm,
"I wish I could find
A fat little worm."

Said the next little chicken,
With an odd little shrug:
"I wish I could find
A fat little bug."

Said a third little chicken,
With a small sigh of grief,
"I wish I could find
A green little leaf!"

Said the fourth little chicken,
With a faint little moan,
"I wish I could find
A wee gravel stone."

"Now, see here!" said the mother,
From the green garden patch,
"If you want any breakfast,
Just come here and scratch!"

Submitted by Gorgeousness--thanks!

THE FILLY

Where do I start to tell of this tale,
A lovely young filly I saw at the sale,
Standing alone there was no one she knew
And stamped on her rump, was a big number 2.
As I stood and watched for a while
I thought to myself, this filly's got style,
Her eyes were bright her legs were long,
Her neck and back appeared to be strong.
Then I thought how her temper would be
moody!, some fillies are known to be
Is this a fact, or, is this a tale
I hope that's not why she's here at this sale.
My hand, as it rest up on the gate
the filly she did not hesitate
Over to me she sniffed a hello
and home with you I would love to go.
Take me home and love me dear
I'll give you my best with each passing year
as you can see I am starting to bloom
I'll need lots of love some feed and a groom.

~Nicola~

Wonderful poem, Nicola!! Thanks for sending it in!

LITTLE PIGGIES

Ooh little piggies, as happy as can be,
Ooh little piggies, that's the one for me,

Ooh little piggies, so plump and pink,
Ooh little piggies, do go oink oink,

Ooh little piggies, let's buy that one,
Ooh little piggy, you're going to way a ton.

~Submitted by Amy--thanks!~

CHILDREN SONG LYRICS

FRUIT & VEGETABLE SONGS:

Mr. Pumpkin

(Sung To: Are you sleeping)

Mr. Pumpkin, Mr. Pumpkin
Eyes so round, eyes so round
Fall is coming, Fall is coming,
To my town, to my town

Pumpkins are Growing

Pumpkins are growing, pumpkins are growing
In the patch, in the patch
Look at all the pumpkins, look at all the pumpkins
Orange and round, orange and round

Big Orange Pumpkin

I'm a big orange pumpkin. . .fat and round
Growing by the corn field. . .on the ground
I could be a .jack-o'-lantern with two big eyes
Or maybe I'll make two pumpkin pies

Watermelon

Watermelon, watermelon
Watch it drip, watch it drip
Down my elbows, down my elbows
Spit out the pits, spit out the pits

Pick Up A Pumpkin

Pick up a pumpkin and put it in the basket,
Pick up a pumpkin and put it in the basket,
Pick up a pumpkin and put it in the basket,
Way down yonder in the pumpkin patch!

Five Little Pumpkins

Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate, (hold hands up)
The first one said "oh my its getting late," (hands on cheeks)
The second one said "there's a chill in the air," (hug self)
The third one said "but we don't care," (shrug)
The fourth one said "we're ready for some fun," (jump)
The fifth one said "lets run, run, run," (run in place)
So woo went the wind, and out went the lights,
And the five little pumpkins rolled out of sight (sit down).

Eat Mr. Pumpkin

(Sung To: Are you sleeping)

Mr. Pumpkin, Mr. Pumpkin
Big and fat, big and fat
I am gonna eat you, I am gonna eat you
Just like that, just like that

Did You Ever See a Pumpkin

(Sung to: Did You Ever See A Lassie)

Did you ever see a pumpkin a pumpkin a pumpkin?
Did you ever see pumpkin with no face at all?
With no eyes, no nose, no mouth, and no teeth?
Did you ever see a pumpkin, with no face at all?
So I made a Jack O-Lantern, Jack O-Lantern, Jack O-Lantern.
So I made a Jack-O-Lantern with a big funny face!
With big eyes, a big nose, a big mouth, and big teeth.
So I made a Jack-O-Lantern with a big funny face.

Red is an Apple

Red is an apple
Yellow is the sun
Blue is the sky
And purple is a plum

Orange is an orange
Green is a tree
Black as the sky
I know my colors as you can see!

Happy singing!!

FORMING PLURAL NOUNS

Tips for all teachers in teaching how to form plural nouns to students and also tips for all students to learn the same thing.

The plural form of most nouns is created simply by adding the letter s.

• more than one snake = snakes
• more than one ski = skis
• more than one Barrymore = Barrymores

Words that end in -ch, x, s or s-like sounds, however, will require an -es for the plural:

• more than one witch = witches
• more than one box = boxes
• more than one gas = gases
• more than one bus = buses
• more than one kiss = kisses
• more than one Jones = Joneses

Note that some dictionaries list "busses" as an acceptable plural for "bus." Presumably, this is because the plural "buses" looks like it ought to rhyme with the plural of "fuse," which is "fuses." "Buses" is still listed as the preferable plural form. "Busses" is the plural, of course, for "buss," a seldom used word for "kiss."

There are several nouns that have irregular plural forms. Plurals formed in this way are sometimes called mutated (or mutating) plurals.

• more than one child = children
• more than one woman = women
• more than one man = men
• more than one person = people
• more than one goose = geese
• more than one mouse = mice
• more than one barracks = barracks
• more than one deer = deer

And, finally, there are nouns that maintain their Latin or Greek form in the plural. (See media and data and alumni, below.)

• more than one nucleus = nuclei
• more than one syllabus = syllabi
• more than one focus = foci
• more than one fungus = fungi
• more than one cactus = cacti (cactuses is acceptable)
• more than one thesis = theses
• more than one crisis = crises*
• more than one phenomenon = phenomena
• more than one index = indices (indexes is acceptable)
• more than one appendix = appendices (appendixes is acceptable)
• more than one criterion = criteria

*Note the pronunciation of this word, crises: the second syllable sounds like ease. More than one base in the game of baseball is bases, but more than one basis for an argument, say, is also bases, and then we pronounce the word basease.

A handful of nouns appear to be plural in form but take a singular verb:

• The news is bad.
• Gymnastics is fun to watch.
• Economics/mathematics/statistics is said to be difficult. ("Economics" can sometimes be a plural concept, as in "The economics of the situation demand that . . . .")

Numerical expressions are usually singular, but can be plural if the individuals within a numerical group are acting individually:

• Fifty thousand dollars is a lot of money.
• One-half of the faculty is retiring this summer.
• One-half of the faculty have doctorates.
• Fifty percent of the students have voted already.

And another handful of nouns might seem to be singular in nature but take a plural form and always use a plural verb:

• My pants are torn. (Nowadays you will sometimes see this word as a singular "pant" [meaning one pair of pants] especially in clothing ads, but most writers would regard that as an affectation.)
• Her scissors were stolen.
• The glasses have slipped down his nose again.

When a noun names the title of something or is a word being used as a word, it is singular whether the word takes a singular form or not.

• Faces is the name of the new restaurant downtown.
• Okies, which most people regard as a disparaging word, was first used to describe the residents of Oklahoma during the 1930s.
• Chelmsley Brothers is the best moving company in town.
• Postcards is my favorite novel.
• The term Okies was used to describe the residents of Oklahoma during the 1930s. (In this sentence, the word Okies is actually an appositive for the singular subject, "term.")

Special Cases

With words that end in a consonant and a y, you'll need to change the y to an i and add es.

• more than one baby = babies
  
• more than one gallery = galleries
  (Notice the difference between this and galleys, where the final y is not preceded by a consonant.)
• more than one reality = realities
  This rule does not apply to proper nouns:
• more than one Kennedy = Kennedys

Words that end in o create special problems.

• more than one potato = potatoes
• more than one hero = heroes
  . . . however . . .
• more than one memo = memos
• more than one cello = cellos
  . . . and for words where another vowel comes before the o . . .
• more than one stereo = stereos

Plurals of words that end in -f or -fe usually change the f sound to a v sound and add s or -es.

• more than one knife = knives
• more than one leaf = leaves
• more than one hoof = hooves
• more than one life = lives
• more than one self = selves
• more than one elf = elves

There are, however, exceptions:

• more than one dwarf = dwarfs
• more than one roof = roofs

Happy teaching and learning!

A Farmer's Wise Words

My dad didn't say much, but it was enough to change my life.

by John Buentello




It had been a week of one endless chore after another on the farm for my father and me—making repairs on the house, trying to get the meager little patch of ground ready for planting, and digging a new well to replace the one that had become contaminated. By the end of the week, we were exhausted, ready for a day of doing nothing.

My father packed us a lunch of jelly sandwiches and fresh apples, and told my mother that we were going to spend the day inspecting the hill. The hill was a sloping run of ground behind the farmhouse, the beginning of a range of hills in Texas that ran several miles to the north.

It was a favorite place for us to escape to; a spot where we could relax and talk.

This particular day, there wasn't too much talking going on. We trekked up the hill in relative silence, commenting on how hot it was and how much farther we had to go before we could break for lunch.

When we finally arrived at our favorite clearing, I was ready to just lay back and go to sleep. Instead, I couldn't take my eyes off our house—so small from this vantage point.

There have been so many changes for our family, I thought. Things have always been tight, but this has been an especially hard year.

I felt good about finally being old enough to pitch in and do my fair share of the work. At the same time I also wanted to be reassured everything was going to be all right. I wanted to know that what I counted on in my world wasn't threatened.

Dad must be thinking the same thing, I thought, glancing at him. Yet he seemed perfectly at peace sitting beside me. All I could see was a year of worry, a year of back-breaking work trying to hang on to what we had.

Dad's secret to happiness
"Dad," I asked as he handed me a sandwich and a slice of apple. "Why aren't you unhappy?" His answer was important to me.

"What should I be unhappy about?" he replied.

I looked back down at the farmhouse again and shrugged. "Everything, I guess. There doesn't seem to be anything we can count on anymore. We can't count on the weather. We can't count on being able to sell everything we grow. We can't even count on the water coming out of the well. Everything is changing."

My father nodded and stared out at the sky beyond the hill. He didn't say anything, just sat there mulling over the things I'd said. Finally he looked at me.

"I know what you mean. Sometimes I feel like things are changing so fast that I can't keep up."

"I feel like that, too. How do you stand it?"

With a knowing smile, he pointed to the sky. "I remember. I remember that even though everything in the world seems like it's never going to stop changing, there's one thing that always stays the same."

"What's that?"

"God's love for us," he said. "That's something that's always there. That will never change."

That was Dad's secret, I realized. No matter how crazy the world was around him, he knew the one truth that would never change: God loved him.

Since that day I have tried to live by that truth. There have been many changes—both good and bad—in my life since that afternoon on the hill. But I often think of that day with my father. For a day set aside to do nothing, a lot happened.

PLEASE COPY AND FORWARD THIS MESSAGE...

What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

'When not interfered with by outside influences,everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued.
'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'

Then he told the following story:

Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?'

I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said,
'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart.
The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.

Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss then ball softly towards Shay.

As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head,out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling,
'Shay, run to first! run to first!'

Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled,
'Run to second, run to second!'

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.
By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.

Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming,
'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay!'

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted,
'Run to third! Shay, run to third!'

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming,
'Shay, run home! Run home!'

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team

'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer.
He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!



AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:

We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.

The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.

We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.

So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:

Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?


A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.

May your day, be a Shay Day.

SIMPLE PAST

Careful! Some Consonants Voiced, but are Voiceless

When consonants are put in groups they can change the voiced or voiceless quality of the consonant that follows.

A great example of this is the past simple form of regular verbs.

As you know, regular verbs add -ed to the end of the verb in the past simple.

play - played
wash - washed
live - lived etc.

These past simple verbs all end in '-ed'. However, some of the verbs are pronounced with a voiceless 't' sound and some are pronounced with the voiced 'd' sound. Why? Here are the rules:

· If -ed is preceded by a voiceless consonant sound (p, k, sh, etc.) -ed sounds as a voiceless 't'. Remember that the 'e' is silent.

· If -ed is preceded by a voiced consonant sound (d, b, v, etc.) -ed sounds as a voiced 'd'. Remember that the 'e' is silent.

· If -ed is preceded by a vowel sound (often 'ay') -ed sounds as a voiced 'd' because vowels are always voiced. Remember that the 'e' is silent.

Exception: If -ed is preceded by 't' pronounce a voiced -id. In this case, the 'e' is pronounced.

Pemancing Cilik

(from friend)

Pada tepian sebuah sungai, tampak seorang anak kecil sedang
bersenang-senang. Ia bermain air yang bening di sana. Sesekali
tangannya dicelupkan ke dalam sungai yang sejuk. Si anak terlihat
sangat menikmati permainannya.

Selain asyik bermain, si anak juga sering memerhatikan seorang paman
tua yang hampir setiap hari datang ke sungai untuk memancing. Setiap
kali bermain di sungai, setiap kali pula ia selalu melihat sang paman
asyik mengulurkan pancingnya. Kadang, tangkapannya hanya sedikit.
Tetapi, tidak jarang juga ikan yang didapat banyak jumlahnya.

Suatu sore, saat sang paman bersiap-siap hendak pulang dengan ikan
hasil tangkapan yang hampir memenuhi keranjangnya, si anak mencoba
mendekat. Ia menyapa sang paman sambil tersenyum senang. Melihat si
anak mendekatinya, sang paman menyapa duluan. "Hai Nak, kamu mau ikan?
Pilih saja sesukamu dan ambillah beberapa ekor. Bawa pulang dan minta
ibumu untuk memasaknya sebagai lauk makan malam nanti," kata si paman
ramah.

"Tidak, terima kasih Paman," jawab si anak.

"Lo, paman perhatikan, kamu hampir setiap hari bermain di sini sambil
melihat paman memancing. Sekarang ada ikan yang paman tawarkan
kepadamu, kenapa engkau tolak?"

"Saya senang memerhatikan Paman memancing, karena saya ingin bisa
memancing seperti Paman. Apakah Paman mau mengajari saya bagaimana
caranya memancing?" tanya si anak penuh harap.

"Wah wah wah. Ternyata kamu anak yang pintar. Dengan belajar memancing
engkau bisa mendapatkan ikan sebanyak yang kamu mau di sungai ini.
Baiklah. Karena kamu tidak mau ikannya, paman beri kamu alat pancing
ini. Besok kita mulai pelajaran memancingnya, ya?"

Keesokan harinya, si bocah dengan bersemangat kembali ke tepi sungai
untuk belajar memancing bersama sang paman. Mereka memasang umpan,
melempar tali kail ke sungai, menunggu dengan sabar, dan hup... kail
pun tenggelam ke sungai dengan umpan yang menarik ikan-ikan untuk
memakannya. Sesaat, umpan terlihat bergoyang-goyang didekati kerumunan
ikan. Saat itulah, ketika ada ikan yang memakan umpan, sang paman dan
anak tadi segera bergegas menarik tongkat kail dengan ikan hasil
tangkapan berada diujungnya.

Begitu seterusnya. Setiap kali berhasil menarik ikan, mereka kemudian
melemparkan kembali kail yang telah diberi umpan. Memasangnya kembali,
melemparkan ke sungai, menunggu dimakan ikan, melepaskan mata kail
dari mulut ikan, hingga sore hari tiba.

Ketika menjelang pulang, si anak yang menikmati hari memancingnya
bersama sang paman bertanya, "Paman, belajar memancing ikan hanya
begini saja atau masih ada jurus yang lain?"

Mendengar pertanyaan tersebut, sang paman tersenyum bijak. "Benar
anakku, kegiatan memancing ya hanya begini saja. Yang perlu kamu latih
adalah kesabaran dan ketekunan menjalaninya. Kemudian fokus pada
tujuan dan konsentrasilah pada apa yang sedang kamu kerjakan. Belajar
memancing sama dengan belajar di kehidupan ini, setiap hari mengulang
hal yang sama. Tetapi tentunya yang diulang harus hal-hal yang baik.
Sabar, tekun, fokus pada tujuan dan konsentrasi pada apa yang sedang
kamu kerjakan, maka apa yang menjadi tujuanmu bisa tercapai."

Pembaca yang budiman,

Sama seperti dalam kehidupan ini, sebenarnya untuk meraih kesuksesan
kita tidak membutuhkan teori-teori yang rumit, semua sederhana saja,
Sepanjang kita tahu apa yang kita mau, dan kemudian mampu
memaksimalkan potensi yang kita miliki sebagai modal, terutama dengan
menggali kelebihan dan mengasah bakat kita, maka kita akan bisa
mencapai apa yang kita impikan dan cita-citakan. Apalagi, jika semua
hal tersebut kita kerjakan dengan senang hati dan penuh kesungguhan.

Dengan mampu mematangkan kelebihan-kelebihan kita secara konsisten,
maka sebenarnya kita sedang memupuk diri kita untuk menjadi ahli di
bidang yang kita kuasai. Sehingga, dengan profesionalisme yang kita
miliki, apa yang kita perjuangkan pasti akan membuahkan hasil yang
paling memuaskan.

Salam sukses, luar biasa!!!