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HUSSAIN ALI : FEARLESS - STYLISH - AND ORIGINAL. Very, very few students in the world, can match his strengths : Humble, unassuming-
Generous, devoted, honest, reliable, trustworthy, sacrificing, a concentric thinker, so very conscious, of building a great world for the future generations.
Not a week-end passes, when he is not there with millions of questions for me on : How the world works? His logic at times is irrefutable and his soaring mind formidable.
I write all that as a mark of great respect, love and affection and admiration that I have always had for Technologist Hussain Ali. But it is his thinking on economics that should see him through to great accomplishments.
Engineer Hussain Ali, has now mapped out the entire Democratic Voting System for The World Students Society's Great Global Elections in the near unfolding future,
So it has a great honor to constitute a committee of 'great geniuses' to whom he will display and have critiqued, his true artwork of a Net based app.
The world technical committee will be headed by Engineer Rabo, and its voting members will comprise of : Technologist Shahzaib Khan/US, Engineer Haleema, Engineer Saima, Engineer Sarah, Engineer Haider Sultan, Law Student Zaeem Khan, Lawyer Zainab Khan/Kings College, Dr. PhD Seema Ahmed/UK and Little Angel and thinker Hanyia Khan/Europe.
The International Committee for final review I hope to announce just after the Beta Testing and access is in place.................
*I THINK I would have answer your email if you had sent it earlier, by which I mean several years earlier, when these children were smaller and their conversation more repetitive*.
I'm 47 years old. Two days ago, you sent me an email which I did not answer. I didn't answer it, in part, because I'm 47 years old.
I appreciated your email.. You are a person, who has written an email, and I'm a person, who should reply to that email. However, your email arrived on Wednesday afternoon, and just as I opened it, my 16-year old son came in.
He wanted to describe to me an app he is in the process of developing. Then he showed me a funny article someone had sent him, and I showed him a funny article that someone had sent me, and then I explained I had work to do, that I needed in fact, to respond to your email, and also write a 3,000 words in the next 36 hours. ''I've only written 300,'' I said.
''Then you just have to do that again,'' he said, ''10 times.''
This seemed to me very encouraging. I applied myself to my computer, where your email was open on the screen, and he left, and then he returned.'' ''Actually,'' he said happily, ''you only have to do it again nine more times.''
I was so inspired by this that I abandoned your email, and I applied myself to my work. I would have replied to your email after a few hundred more words, I am certain, except that my 11-year-old daughter came in, clutching some pieces of paper that I had earlier asked her to remove from the kitchen counter because I had accidentally started to butter one of them.
''That's O.K,'' she said. ''They're supposed to look old.'' That explained the tea stains. Now, the papers having dried, she prepared to read them to me : ''Dear Becky,'' she began, ''I take the pen in hand to tell you that I am well, but so afraid and worried, for we are going to the battle tomorrow.''
She looked up. ''It's a letter from Jeremiah, a soldier in the Civil War,'' she explained, unnecessarily. Only a few hours earlier, I had typed Civil War letters for her brother, who is in the same class, and just two years ago. I had listened to Civil War letters read by her older sister, and a little earlier still, just a few blinks of the eye, to historic missives drafted by the now-16-year-old. Those letters had the exact same match-burned edges and had been stained with the exact same tea.
My 11 year-old read on, while I wondered where she'd found the matches. I am afraid the story of Jeremiah did not go well, and he ended his third letter, the one written after he was wounded in the stomach, by imploring Becky to hear his voice in the wind in the trees.
Jeremiah's Civil War experience stood in stark contrast to that of Johnny, as penned by my youngest son. Johnny was a captain who had trained his men perfectly and had plenty to eat and drink and was very excited about the battle, which he then enjoyed, thank you very much, dear Grandpa, with much love from Johnny.
The Honor and Serving of some very great writings continues. The World Students Society thanks author and researcher KJ Dell'Antonia
With respectful and loving dedication to the Parents, Students, Professors and Teachers of the world. See Ya all prepare for Great Global Elections on : wssciw.blogspot.com and Twitter E-!WOW! -the Ecosystem 2011:
''' Silence & Storms '''
Good Night and God Bless
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