In Apathy, unfeelingly , I like what a fellow blogger, K.K. commented. “Short and crisp!” Not that it’s like crunchy potato chips, but it reminds one that it takes skill to K.I.S.S. (keep it short and sweet)!
Crunchy potato chips (Photo by icon0.com on Pexels.com)
I used to summarize CVs ( 1-4 pages long) and lengthy abstracts to fit them into conferences’ program brochures. They were good exercises for me.
And if one can carry forth a point in 50 words instead of 500 words, I would prefer the shorter one.
Practise K.i.s.s.-ing!
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Quote:-
A writer should have the precision of a poet and the imagination of a scientist. – Vladimir Nabokov
“…This is why I sometimes say religion is something we can perhaps do without. What we cannot do without are these basic spiritual qualities (such as love and compassion, patience, tolerance, forgiveness, contentment, a sense of responsibility, a sense of harmony, which bring happiness to both self and others. )- Dalai Lama
Try not to use the lift;
confined space, poor ventilation!
Let walk up, it's healthier!😐
Try to avoid crowded area;
social distancing,
let not go at peak hours!
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Sigh, these people on the next table are talking so loud and non- stop!
(They took off their masks because they are supposed to be EATING!)
Let move to another table further away!
Avoid close contacts!
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That year, I took a group of nursing students to a blood bank as part of haematology clinical experience. Most of them decided to donate blood that morning. I did, too, upon their persuasion.
I was ashamed to admit that it was my first time. But it was a satisfying experience to have contributed to a gift of life!
Have you donated blood before? Do you even know what blood group you belong to, in case of an emergency?
Last night I had a dream. I went bowling. I had many strikes and spares! Then the first thing I read this morning was ‘no dream‘! Here is my poem that echoes the song by Westlife : “I have a dream “!
I had a dream, a series of ‘things’, to carry on in blishful blinks. If you see the wonders, of a fairy tale, if you see the devils, in the darkness spell. I believe in angels, that protect us in the realm of a dream, ‘cos in a dream, a dream’s a dream…
Young students and their emotional baggage (Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com)
I have taught diploma nursing students as well as degree and working nurses. The former group seems to have more unresolved issues than the latter. I got them to write an essay about their family and discovered the amount of emotional baggage some of them carried!
“I hate my lecturer parents! They are so strict! I have to go back home before 10.00 pm, and I can’t stay overnight at my friends’ house!” Some of the classmates agreed. But some explained that her parents were strict because they loved her! Now she is a successful entrepreneur and has teenaged children herself!
“My father used to beat us at home. He died of cancer when we were young. If God can give me my father back, I don’t mind being beaten a thousand times every day!” This girl got the whole class crying, including me! Now she is a nurse manager. She has two young boys.
Quote:
“Emotional baggage is like the dead skin of a snake. If you don’t shed it, how can you grow emotionally?” ― Khang Kijarro Nguyen
“…anger helps us repel forces that are detrimental to our survival and well-being.”- Dalai Lama