Gambar di majlis penyampaian hadiah pusingan terakhir National Science Challenge 2012 anjuran Akademi Sains Malaysia. Tun Dr Mahathir merupakan tetamu kehormat atas kapasiti beliau sebagai Felo Kehormat ASM. Tahniah kepada SMJK Sin Min, Kedah yang telah berjaya memenangi tempat pertama, dan sebagai hadiah akan dibawa menyaksikan Nobel Ceremony di Sweden. Penaja program ini ialah ExxonMobil Subsidiaries, Malaysia yang juga penaja utama pasukan IMO Malaysia.
Berdiri (L-R): Justin, Si Wei, Si Yu, Afiq, Ying Hong (tidak hadir: Anzo)
Duduk (L-R): En. Ikhwan (PERSAMA), Prof. Daud (PERSAMA), En. Farid (ExxonMobil), Datuk Abdul Ghafar (Ketua Pengarah Pelajaran), Tun Siti Hasmah, Tun Mahathir, En. Farris (ExxonMobil), Pn. Ida (ExxonMobil), Prof. Arsmah (PERSAMA), En. Suhaimi.
What is Adicolor? Basically a white Adidas sneaker with a paint set to paint over the shoes. Adicolor shoes were issued in 1983 and re-issued in 2005.
In 2006, Adidas got seven directors to direct seven short films corresponding to seven colors. I still remember these ads when they came out.
The films reflect the eclectic tastes of the directors: pornstar whacking moles, robot dystopia ala-Blade Runner, absurdist animation. None of them has anything to do with shoes or Adidas. A few of them (e.g. pink & black) belong squarely in the WTF category.
Saving the best for last,
Siapakah Hasnah Tahar?
Beliau ialah Penyanyi asal lagu2 berikut:
penyanyi asal lagu ini bukanlah Elly Kassim dan sudah semestinya bukan Kak Pah (sharifah aini)
lagi satu lagu:
penyanyi asal lagu ini bukanlah kumpulan D’Lloyd, yang menyanyikan semula lagu ini dengan tajuk “Cinta Hampa”
By Leonard E. Read
I am a lead pencil—the ordinary wooden pencil familiar to all boys and girls and adults who can read and write.
Writing is both my vocation and my avocation; that’s all I do.
You may wonder why I should write a genealogy. Well, to begin with, my story is interesting. And, next, I am a mystery —more so than a tree or a sunset or even a flash of lightning. But, sadly, I am taken for granted by those who use me, as if I were a mere incident and without background. This supercilious attitude relegates me to the level of the commonplace. This is a species of the grievous error in which mankind cannot too long persist without peril. For, the wise G. K. Chesterton observed, “We are perishing for want of wonder, not for want of wonders.”
I, Pencil, simple though I appear to be, merit your wonder and awe, a claim I shall attempt to prove. In fact, if you can understand me—no, that’s too much to ask of anyone—if you can become aware of the miraculousness which I symbolize, you can help save the freedom mankind is so unhappily losing. I have a profound lesson to teach. And I can teach this lesson better than can an automobile or an airplane or a mechanical dishwasher because—well, because I am seemingly so simple.
Simple? Yet, not a single person on the face of this earth knows how to make me. This sounds fantastic, doesn’t it? Especially when it is realized that there are about one and one-half billion of my kind produced in the U.S.A. each year.
Pick me up and look me over. What do you see? Not much meets the eye—there’s some wood, lacquer, the printed labeling, graphite lead, a bit of metal, and an eraser.
Read the rest at: http://www.fee.org/library/books/i-pencil-2/
It will be open until 3 November 2012.