Monday, January 28, 2013

MUST READ



A HILL OF FAITH
A hill of faith
Just like grapes
Juicy with taste
All the way

Strengthening and empowering
Giving satisfaction
Which adds commission

Like belief
Not making us bereave
We should try to live

And accumulate a hill of faith


What we do not have
Faith, belief, moral, courage
Which do we need to gain
To make us ace
To make us precipitate
Enabling us to recuperate
Is it courage
No way, you say
Belief, Moral, or Faith
Of course Faith
It is what brings about Belief, Moral and MORE FAITH.











Sunday, January 27, 2013

LIMERICKS

LIMERICKS
LOADED         
LIMERICKS
The postman was cruising with his spouse
They spotted a flying grouse
Then he reached for his gun
But the spouse was not a fan of the man
Next thing he knew he was on his bed in his house


I was sitting on a balcony
Imagining the harmony
That exists in Spain
Which lacks pain
And hoping to find it in Germany



The birds were flying high in the sky
And I wished I could fly
But I looked around
And I saw I was Heaven bound
Then I turned and waved them Goodbye

 Created by: Kwabena Adjei Junior
 Student: Faith Hill Community School
 Aspiring to be a doctor.
 Posted: 27th January 2013

POEMS OF THE WEEK

FAITH HILL"S BEST
POEMS OF THE WEEK

                       Crazy World
This crazy world is unfair
It is full of despair
And the residents find it hard to bear
It is made up of a pair
Of the beggar and the billionaire
But what is rare
Is no matter your status you still have to prepare
For the imminent repair
Or conclusion of this world of despair
And ridiculously fair
My message to those making up the pair
Is to beware
Of the inevitable repair
In this crazy world’s lair

Epic

I am epic
All my deeds are heroic
My acts are fantastic
And often classic
It has been found out
Beyond reasonable doubt
That I am a hero
And my heroics are rated above zero


All the kids love me
They want to be like me
They’re always go through my C.V
And they agree
I’m as hard working as a bee

I am epic
The leader of a stoic
Manager of the bistroic
Found on the boat sailing on the pacific
I can clearly see I’m epic


     Risk
Life is a risk
It is an unpredictable disk
It keeps a tycoon brisk
On lucky days can earn you a fisk
One takes a risk to earn a brisque

A risk is a gamble
As natural as a bramble
That makes one ramble
And patiently scramble
To win after a scamble

Successful risks bring about fame
And help to elude blame
And to also win the game
So I now proclaim
Risks are a part of you just like your name



VICTORY
I have finally found victory
And also made history
But what is mystery
Is last time, on the contrary
I wasn’t as sharp as a bistoury


Amazingly, I eluded defeat
I have got the world at my feet
Therefore my misfortunes will now deplete
My mission is now complete
My title in the hall of fame is elite

I can now conclude I’m epic
My achievement Is historic
Which no one can mimic
And was not completed with a gimmick
I now see the reason behind my patronymic


This time victory is occupying my psycter
And I am defeat’s constrictor
Because I’m stuck with defeat’s sister
And I have overcome defeat with a ballista
I am a victor



Created by: Kwabena Adjei Junior
 Student: Faith Hill Community School
 Aspiring to be a doctor.
 Posted: 27th January 2013

  

 

Saturday, January 26, 2013

PW BOTHA"S

P W Botha: The Black People are Inferior

The following is a speech made by former South African President P.W. Botha to his Cabinet. This reprint was written by David G. Mailu for the Sunday Times, a South African newspaper, dated August 18, 1985.

"Pretoria has been made by the White mind for the White man. We are not obliged even the least to try to prove to anybody and to the Blacks that we are superior people. We have demonstrated that to the Blacks in a thousand and one ways. The Republic of South Africa that we know of today has not been created by wishful thinking. We have created it at the expense of intelligence, sweat and blood. Were they Afrikaners who tried to eliminate the Australian Aborigines? Are they Afrikaners who discriminate against Blacks and call them Nigge*rs in the States? Were they Afrikaners who started the slave trade? Where is the Black man appreciated? England discriminates against its Black and their "Sus" law is out to discipline the Blacks. Canada, France, Russia, and Japan all play their discrimination too. Why in the hell then is so much noise made about us? Why are they biased against us? I am simply trying to prove to you all that there is nothing unusual we are doing that the so called civilized worlds are not doing. We are simply an honest people who have come out aloud with a clear philosophy of how we want to live our own White life.

We do not pretend like other Whites that we like Blacks. The fact that, Blacks look like human beings and act like human beings do not necessarily make them sensible human beings. Hedgehogs are not porcupines and lizards are not crocodiles simply because they look alike. If God wanted us to be equal to the Blacks, he would have created us all of a uniform colour and intellect. But he created us differently: Whites, Blacks, Yellow, Rulers and the ruled. Intellectually, we are superior to the Blacks; that has been proven beyond any reasonable doubt over the years.

I believe that the Afrikaner is an honest, God fearing person, who has demonstrated practically the right way of being. Nevertheless, it is comforting to know that behind the scenes, Europe, America, Canada, Australia -and all others are behind us in spite of what they say. For diplomatic relations, we all know what language should be used and where. To prove my point, Comrades, does anyone of you know a White country without an investment or interest in South Africa? Who buys our gold? Who buys our diamonds? Who trades with us? Who is helping us develop other nuclear weapon? The very truth is that we are their people and they are our people. It's a big secret. The strength of our economy is backed by America, Britain, and Germany. It is our strong conviction, therefore, that the Black is the raw material for the White man. So Brothers and Sisters, let us join hands together to fight against this Black devil. I appeal to all Afrikaners to come out with any creative means of fighting this war. Surely God cannot forsake his own people whom we are. By now every one of us has seen it practically that the Blacks cannot rule themselves. Give them guns and they will kill each other. They are good in nothing else but making noise, dancing, marrying many wives and indulging in sex. Let us all accept that the Black man is the symbol of poverty, mental inferiority, laziness and emotional incompetence. Isn't it plausible, therefore that the White man is created to rule the Black man? Come to think of what would happen one day if you woke up and on the throne sat a Kaff*ir! Can you imagine what would happen to our women? Does anyone of you believe that the Blacks can rule this country?

Hence, we have good reasons to let them all-the Mandelas-rot in prison, and I think we should be commended for having kept them alive in spite of what we have at hand with which to finish them off. I wish to announce a number of new strategies that should be put to use to destroy this Black bug. We should now make use of the chemical weapon. Priority number one, we should not by all means allow any more increases of the Black population lest we be choked very soon. I have exciting news that our scientists have come with an efficient stuff. I am sending out more researchers to the field to identify as many venues as possible where the chemical weapons could be employed to combat any further population increases. The hospital is a very strategic opening, for example and should be fully utilized. The food supply channel should be used. We have developed excellent slow killing poisons and fertility destroyers. Our only fear is in case such stuff came in to their hands as they are bound to start using it against us if you care to think of the many Blacks working for us in our houses.

However, we are doing the best we can to make sure that the stuff remains strictly in our hands. Secondly, most Blacks are vulnerable to money inducements. I have set aside a special fund to exploit this venue. The old trick of divide and rule is still very valid today. Our experts should work day and night to set the Black man against his fellowman. His inferior sense of morals can be exploited beautifully. And here is a creature that lacks foresight. There is a need for us to combat him in long term projections that he cannot suspect. The average Black does not plan his life beyond a year: that stance, for example, should be exploited. My special department is already working round the clock to come out with a long-term operation blueprint. I am also sending a special request to all Afrikaner mothers to double their birth rate. It may be necessary too to set up a population boom industry by putting up centres where we employ and support fully White young men and women to produce children for the nation. We are also investigating the merit of uterus rentals as a possible means of speeding up the growth of our population through surrogate mothers.

For the time being, we should also engage a higher gear to make sure that Black men are separated from their women and fines imposed upon married wives who bear illegitimate children. I have a committee working on finding better methods of inciting Blacks against each other and encouraging murders among themselves. Murder cases among Blacks should bear very little punishment in order to encourage them.

My scientists have come up with a drug that could be smuggled into their brews to effect slow poisoning results and fertility destruction. Working through drinks and manufacturing of soft drinks geared to the Blacks, could promote the channels of reducing their population. Ours is not a war that we can use the atomic bomb to destroy the Blacks, so we must use our intelligence to affect this. The person-to-person encounter can be very effective.

As the records show that the Black man is dying to go to bed with the White woman, here is our unique opportunity. Our Sex Mercenary Squad should go out and camouflage with Apartheid Fighters while doing their operations quietly administering slow killing poison and fertility destroyers to those Blacks they thus befriend. We are modifying the Sex Mercenary Squad by introducing White men who should go for the militant Black woman and any other vulnerable Black woman. We have received a new supply of Love Peddlers from Europe and America who are desperate and too keen to take up the appointments.

My latest appeal is that the maternity hospital operations should be intensified. We are not paying those people to help bring Black babies to this world but to eliminate them on the very delivery moment. If this department worked very efficiently, a great deal could be achieved.

My Government has set aside a special fund for erecting more covert hospitals and clinics to promote this programme. Money can do anything for you. So while we have it, we should make the best use of it. In the meantime my beloved White citizens, do not take to heart what the world says, and don't be ashamed of being called racists. I do not mind being called the architect and King of Apartheid. I shall not become a monkey simply because someone has called me a monkey. I will still remain your bright star,

His Excellency Botha

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

List



Pics of Naruto






POEMS



My First Two Poems

War, the sadist of time.
w
ar, the sadist of time
An unending but stoppable macabre
Benefiting our fear and the commotion
Taking out our time
New to some but decrepit to others

An orgy of killing
The cries of the fallen which acts as war’s hors d’oeuvres
The cries ranging over 70 decibels

Esoteric but understandable
So ominous it is
Making things all wrong
Like a glitch in a machine

Why war, the destruction of all
Why vent your wrath on us
We are but mere tools
Regulated by a string of emotions

Stop and calm your wrath
Stop increasing wreaths put around graves
Conciliatory we will be
To put an end to you
War the sadist of time


Life
L
ife is a cycle
It goes round and round
Bad memories go away to sooth you
And can come back to haunt
So for good memories
Where all goes well

Life is not black and white
It has a dogma to be followed
Esoteric it is, if you are not fit
It has a lot like a parrot
Multicoloured and nice life is
Bad and uncomforting it can be as well

Tune your life
Like a radio with no glitch
To be clear and satisfactory
Like passing wind, it should flow free and gently

That is life
Live it well, for no regrets


Creator: Akuliga Elisha
             Student, faith hill community school.
             Junior High School 3.
              11/30/2012