A pile of books, half a dozen manila envelopes, a box of recipes, a handbag, and the box for my laptop. These are the stuff that are under my dressing table. While others have their work table and bedside table to put their reading stuff on, I have the dressing table because it's the one nearer my side of the bed. It has become a sort of "No Trespassing" zone in that corner of our bedroom.
Piled neatly one on top of the other are three books, rather modules on IT I am using as reference for the module I'm doing for EDO; Mind of the Soul, a book on spirituality which I have yet to finish reading; my lesson notebook; a thesaurus; the manual for the laptop; 2 pirated DVDs; 2 CDs containing my documents; my journal; and on top of the heap is the Bible with Didache.
Filed in no particular order on the floor are 6 manila envelopes containing the modules for NCCA and EDO; the materials for my columns; scratch papers or rather recycled papers; and my students' test papers which I have yet to check.
The area may look like a mess but I have strict orders that these are not to be touched unless I say so. The area has to be cleaned but they are not to be rearranged, or else. Looking at my little corner, you'd doubt a librarian actually lives there but I'd always recall this quote, which remains to be my favorite: "A clean table is a sign of a sick mind". Go check your table.
For nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor anything hidden that wil not be known and come to light. (Lk 8:17)
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