The Murder on the Links (Hercule Poirot, #2) by Agatha Christie

The Murder on the Links by Agatha Christie
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

The book s very good. It is full of twists and new discoveries. Poirot is amazing as always. He is just perfect. And as for Hastings, well, he is just himself again - not so clever and not so amazing, but funny as a clown.
I once read that Agatha Christie did not like Poirot. I still cannot understand why. I like the way he just finds the answers to all unspoken questions in the most gentleman manner.
This story is just one of the best detective stories I have ever read. Much better than "Ten Little Indians".

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Children Books: Lucky the Lizard

Children Books: Lucky the Lizard (Bedtime Stories For Kids Ages 3-10): Kids Books - Bedtime Stories For Kids - Children's Books - Early Readers - Free Stories by Uncle Amon
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I am a kindergarten teacher and I work with a lot of students. I teach them English an I thought that this book may com in handy.
The stories are not bad. They a little too simple for kids over 6 years old though. In the same time, it the stores there are these complicated words like: mathematical problem balancing themselves which is an impossible think to explain to a 3 year-old.
The one good thing about these stories is that they are about goodness and friendship and if I tell the stories in my own words instead of reading them, they are useful.

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To Forgive or to Forget?!

To forgive your friends or to forget them? That is the question.
In a world where everybody is ready to trip you if you look or feel better than you are suppose to do, which strategy is better: to forgive your friends for their wrongdoing or to forget them altogether?
So far in my not so very long life I have done both. And I still cannot decide which one is better. I have even tried to forget and forgive the bad things.
Now I am at a place in my life that I am starting to understand that while one cannot live alone, one does not really have friends.
People do not have morals anymore, they do not respect themselves enough to respect others. They mock each - other's way of talking, walking, dressing, thinking.
I think we live in a world of  connected loneliness and self-disrespect and that anyone that does not qualify on those conditions, has almost no chances of survival, at least not in this type of oneself. We just take so many blows to our self-esteem and morals that we start to change unwillingly. Terry Pratchett wrote: "History has a habit of changing the people who think they are changing it." I will paraphrase that : Society has a habit of changing the people who think they are changing it for the good.

So let me ask you one more time. Do you Forgive or do you Forget?

Quote of the day

OK, so I am a little divided between two quotes today, and I definitely don't want to leave one of them for tomorrow, so I will just give you both.

God help me, I really do have so few friends!

Staind - Outside

I just love this song, but somehow I have forgotten about it.

Here is the lyrics:

And you

Can bring me to my knees

Again

All the times

That I could beg you please

In vain

All the times

That I felt insecure

For you

And I leave

My burdens at the door

But I'm on the outside                                      All the times

I'm looking in                                                 That I felt like this won't end

I can see through you                                      It's for you

See your true colors                                        And I taste

'Cause inside you're ugly                                  What I could never have

You're ugly like me                                         It was from you

I can see through you                                      All the times

See to the real you                                         That I've cried

                                                                   My intentions

                                                                   Full of pride

                                                                   But I waste

                                                                   More time than anyone

But I'm on the outside                                     All the times

And I'm looking in                                          That I've cried

I can see through you                                      All this wasted

See your true colors                                        It's all inside

'Cause inside you're ugly                                  And I feel

You're ugly like me                                          All this pain

I can see through you                                      Stuffed it down

See to the real you                                          It's back again

                                                                    And I lie

                                                                    Here in bed

                                                                    All alone

                                                                    I can't mend

                                                                    But I feel

                                                                    Tomorrow will be OK

But I'm on the outside

And I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

'Cause inside you're ugly

You're ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you

Yoga and me :)

So, from time to time, I do some yoga at home. I am really lazy and I do not do it often. There are so many reasons - excuses that I find not to do my workout. And all of this just because I am lazy.
A couple of days ago I decided that I will declare war on the pharmaceutical industry. I am not going to take a pill other than one made out of herbs. That being said I have migraines, so you can imagine what this decision costs me in terms of pain.
Yes but no, every time when my head starts hurting, I do a little yoga and depending on the pain, 20 minutes to 40 minutes later the pain is all gone and I am a new person.
I don't know what is your opinion on pills and pain-relievers, but for now I am sticking with the herbs and yoga, thank you!
I have never felt better that after a yoga practice.

The Billionaire's Wife: The Complete Series (The Billionaire's Wife #1-9)

The Billionaire's Wife: The Complete Series by Ava Lore
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

These are not 9 books. This is one book that someone had decided to sell chapter by chapter.
I do not know which one came first: this "series" or the 50 shades, but at least the 50 shades are real books.
I don't know what I expected. What I got was a small voice in my head which was asking me why was I reading such books. And at that moment I understood.
The perfect man does not exist, the perfect sex cannot happen every night and that rich people are just bored or overworked or both.
I understood that I am happy with the man I have by my side, with my job and with my friends and family.
I also understood that I would probably never read anything like this in the future.