<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:07:03.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMMAR</title><subtitle type='html'>A whismical depiction of artists who shape my whole life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-5987215157001586296</id><published>2010-08-07T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:07:23.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/TF2EqhSewtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kJbJKEtaXSA/s1600/Barbod11(web)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502700185741869778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/TF2EqhSewtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kJbJKEtaXSA/s320/Barbod11(web)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/TF2Dc75xF1I/AAAAAAAAAeo/NANeOzBXHYQ/s1600/Barbod11(web)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-5987215157001586296?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/5987215157001586296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=5987215157001586296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5987215157001586296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5987215157001586296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2010/08/barbod.html' title='Barbod'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/TF2EqhSewtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kJbJKEtaXSA/s72-c/Barbod11(web)+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-1811340304281777220</id><published>2010-03-02T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:01:24.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amir-ali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S41ujRMrrnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/APHBrjO_Ets/s1600-h/Amirali1234(web).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129076751871602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S41ujRMrrnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/APHBrjO_Ets/s320/Amirali1234(web).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-1811340304281777220?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/1811340304281777220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=1811340304281777220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1811340304281777220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1811340304281777220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2010/03/amir-ali.html' title='Amir-ali'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S41ujRMrrnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/APHBrjO_Ets/s72-c/Amirali1234(web).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6801591389319160149</id><published>2010-02-06T09:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:57:07.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o93Dgj9zI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TkxdFrpTaL8/s1600-h/Parsa1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443231115674646322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o93Dgj9zI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TkxdFrpTaL8/s320/Parsa1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4GRojP6ToI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iOsG75y0S58/s1600-h/Parsa1111(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S223IIJ_HCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/eRbL5XMfC94/s1600-h/Parsa1111(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to be present in my class, Parsa's dad returns back home sooner than other days. He and his spouse have always helped me and their son to be more advantageous in the class and during weekdays they can solve most of the problems that Parsa would face at his practice time. I think they've got the point correctly and have found out that parents are the second teacher for their children whenever teacher himself is away. Parsa is doing very well. Not missing even a single day, his daily practice time often exceeds half an hour. Here I'd like to thank him for his impressive job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S22tGuX2CkI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9tFwD-sfbo4/s1600-h/Parsa1111(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6801591389319160149?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6801591389319160149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6801591389319160149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6801591389319160149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6801591389319160149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2010/02/parsa.html' title='Parsa'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o93Dgj9zI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TkxdFrpTaL8/s72-c/Parsa1112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-5293217839448687398</id><published>2010-01-11T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:13:20.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S0u-lb3ZbuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/80MDdU-K3Wo/s1600-h/Shirin(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425639726442442466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S0u-lb3ZbuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/80MDdU-K3Wo/s320/Shirin(web+edition).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S0u8j-pGLBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/z3YP12GY9Pw/s1600-h/Shirin(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shirin means "sweet" in Persian. The name belongs to the person that you'd see her in the picture above. She is the exact incarnation of the word "Shirin". Don't you think so? Zohreh -her teacher- believes that she's been doing very well with her piano lessons and her progress in a very short time -almost two monthes- is admirable. Now Shirin can play "London Bridge" completely using her two hands on the instrument that would be a great desire for most beginners. Her happiness, health and day by day advantage are our hearty wish for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-5293217839448687398?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/5293217839448687398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=5293217839448687398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5293217839448687398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5293217839448687398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2010/01/shirin-means-sweet-in-persian.html' title='Shirin'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S0u-lb3ZbuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/80MDdU-K3Wo/s72-c/Shirin(web+edition).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6257317853227381389</id><published>2010-01-05T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:34:31.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kodai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S222LZ_3EnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ESvDRMSBib8/s1600-h/Kodai(Y)(web+edition)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435200632379609714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S222LZ_3EnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ESvDRMSBib8/s320/Kodai(Y)(web+edition)1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S0PSezxGfGI/AAAAAAAAAao/C6BjFQT8roA/s1600-h/Kodai(Y)(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kodai is an enthusiastic music lover and a very energetic young man. Sometimes I ask him to perform a part of music once more in order to improve some technical element and finally make a better music. Then he grabs his fiddle and plays it over and over to reach the most beautiful tone. He tries to imitate me and focuses on his job such seriously that sometimes he even does not here me asking him to stop! I think Kodai is doing a quality job and his progress is surprisingly fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6257317853227381389?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6257317853227381389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6257317853227381389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6257317853227381389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6257317853227381389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2010/01/kodai.html' title='Kodai'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S222LZ_3EnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ESvDRMSBib8/s72-c/Kodai(Y)(web+edition)1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6338709472626405487</id><published>2009-11-10T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:00:05.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SvnwYu5mNpI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cv0kp6D_eNw/s1600-h/Dorsa(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402613535704757906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SvnwYu5mNpI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cv0kp6D_eNw/s320/Dorsa(web+edition).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dorsa is almost eight. Her teacher Zohreh believes that she has been doing well enough to gain the position of top student during the recent month. On the image above, her cute smile indicates that both the teacher and the student share a delightful time in their class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6338709472626405487?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6338709472626405487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6338709472626405487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6338709472626405487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6338709472626405487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/11/dorsa.html' title='Dorsa'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SvnwYu5mNpI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cv0kp6D_eNw/s72-c/Dorsa(web+edition).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-9035224763467328486</id><published>2009-11-01T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:55:45.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaewook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Su1LkK_0zSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_SQAvH5J768/s1600-h/Jaewook35(web+edition2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399054613086522658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Su1LkK_0zSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_SQAvH5J768/s320/Jaewook35(web+edition2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Su1IJYrCdBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/pFnXEGqDTh4/s1600-h/Jaewook35(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaewook commenced with a too slow pace. Sessions passed and there was almost no advantage. During our class he used to play with me and with his toys rather than playing his fiddle. He showed some kind of over active behavior. Not listening to me, sometimes he lied down and tried to sleep and sometimes jumped up and down on his bed. I knew that the first one in charge is me and I have to find the right solution to this problem. But nothing worked actually! Neither coping with his naughty attitude, and taking it easy with a synthetic smile on my face, nor turning to be too serious and frown. I even offered him rewards when he did his job well a little -like when he held his violin correctly on his shoulder- or I quit the class too soon once to show my dissatisfaction and to leave him to his parents. Many so called "teachers" believe that music is inherited genetically and suggest that a teacher has to quit instructing a pupil when he/she does not show any sign of inborn talent. But I don't believe in such a prejudiced, disappointing idea and I know that if a person can't learn something everyone and everything would be responsible except the learner him/herself. Once Jaewook's mother suggested that we change his class time for that time has been his daily nap time for a long time. The problem was solved at once! Since that day-on which we decided to change our class time to a better one- Jaewook has been a totally different person. And this month his progress has been sparkling. Here I’d like to express my gratitude to Jaewook’s thoughtful mother for all she’s done to help me and her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-9035224763467328486?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/9035224763467328486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=9035224763467328486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/9035224763467328486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/9035224763467328486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/11/jaewook.html' title='Jaewook'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Su1LkK_0zSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_SQAvH5J768/s72-c/Jaewook35(web+edition2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6313442262267091094</id><published>2009-10-19T06:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:50:50.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o8cam6U3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/SJN9r79vrSs/s1600-h/Romina-Web1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443229558507197298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o8cam6U3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/SJN9r79vrSs/s320/Romina-Web1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o6nqGlW0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/hst_Pnii8oI/s1600-h/Romina-Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Stxts2PxYcI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bu8VMIuP3s0/s1600-h/Romina(web+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe in "Every child can!" but to be frank I also believe that some children do their job better than others. Undoubtedly a better progress roots in a diversity of reasons and factors. Certainly the first and the most important element which includes many different subdirectories by itself is "Environment". Environment can grow a noble character who has got all merits of the world or one that cannot be called a human kind. It is the same story in violin learning. Different atmospheres make different advantages. I'd better elaborate this through a clear example to make my point easily. The picture above is Romina. In a very short time she's learned so much. I've been teaching her less than three months but she holds her violin comfortably like an experienced violinist and plays her songs beautifully. She even believes that it's easy to play the violin. Yet I have pupils who think that playing the fiddle is the most laborious job in the universe. Where do these beliefs and statement-which are true productions and also constructors of our beliefs- come from? Romina's parents -specially her kind-hearted mum- observe daily rehearsal of their daughter responsibly. Sometimes her mother asks me questions about the new lesson or it's related technique on violin that surprises me because I had never heard such a question before from other students or their parents. I enjoy to answer patiently and I understand that these parents have found the right way through success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6313442262267091094?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6313442262267091094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6313442262267091094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6313442262267091094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6313442262267091094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='Romina'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o8cam6U3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/SJN9r79vrSs/s72-c/Romina-Web1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-194105195757487804</id><published>2009-10-16T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:38:40.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o5kBHvM_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/nWPiB_uVYOs/s1600-h/Sina+(blog+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443226390569628658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o5kBHvM_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/nWPiB_uVYOs/s320/Sina+(blog+edition).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sti3a20JooI/AAAAAAAAATo/GLAdt4HlCEE/s1600-h/Sina+(blog+edition).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The young man standing beside his piano is Sina. His teacher -Zohreh- believes that one of crucial facts shaping his good progress is that his mum learns with him at the same time. This way, she can help her son more knowledgeably and easier. Sina is seven years old and he can imitate the song that his teacher plays, beautifully and exactly. Since he has started almost a year ago Sina's progress is admirable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-194105195757487804?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/194105195757487804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=194105195757487804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/194105195757487804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/194105195757487804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/10/sina.html' title='Sina'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o5kBHvM_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/nWPiB_uVYOs/s72-c/Sina+(blog+edition).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4247960696199656815</id><published>2009-10-13T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:09:05.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRneOYIQtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/L36KbG1bmn0/s1600-h/Anita-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392048422822363858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRneOYIQtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/L36KbG1bmn0/s320/Anita-web+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week at the end of our class I asked Anita if she had any questions about her new lesson or no. Then she smiled cutely and responded: "No questions, but I want a kiss!". I was unbelievably excited to gain the invaluable opportunity of kissing an angel on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4247960696199656815?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4247960696199656815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4247960696199656815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4247960696199656815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4247960696199656815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/10/anita.html' title='Anita'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRneOYIQtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/L36KbG1bmn0/s72-c/Anita-web+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-1303153557408000186</id><published>2009-07-18T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:55:13.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Setayesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRqbN3B4RI/AAAAAAAAAPY/goU7jIi_5eo/s1600-h/Setayesh-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392051669678809362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRqbN3B4RI/AAAAAAAAAPY/goU7jIi_5eo/s320/Setayesh-web+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SmIKP2azWBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CPwcXjW5tyY/s1600-h/Setayesh-Black+Background-Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setayesh is almost eight years old. She's commenced to learn Piano with Zohre recently. Since her practice has been very well and she has shown a fabulous aptitude Setayesh was chosen to play one of her songs in a talent show held a week ago. She's so lovely and her parents back and support her to take strong steps forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-1303153557408000186?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/1303153557408000186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=1303153557408000186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1303153557408000186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1303153557408000186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/07/setayesh.html' title='Setayesh'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRqbN3B4RI/AAAAAAAAAPY/goU7jIi_5eo/s72-c/Setayesh-web+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4960285937931653424</id><published>2009-07-06T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:36:13.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mah-manzar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o5BsIRlfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/KELWuBEhrR4/s1600-h/Mah-manzar(web+edition)11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443225800819185138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o5BsIRlfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/KELWuBEhrR4/s320/Mah-manzar(web+edition)11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StRs-rh-kdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K7jCWIRX5Js/s1600-h/Mah-manzzar-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SlJpxW_FzTI/AAAAAAAAALw/bHkogx7qTGw/s1600-h/Mah-manzar(1)-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mah-manzar is unbearably cute! She's so polite too. Since a month ago by finishing her school final examinations she has facilitated her progress by regular daily practice. Her kind-hearted mum is always present in our class and records all her observations by mind to help her daughter the rest of weekdays when I'm not at their house. I feel very cozy and happy at Mah-manzar's home and I know this is due to the people who have created such a peaceful, warm environment, a good family. I'm sure Mah-manzar is grateful to her kind parents, just like me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4960285937931653424?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4960285937931653424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4960285937931653424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4960285937931653424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4960285937931653424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/07/mah-manzar.html' title='Mah-manzar'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/S4o5BsIRlfI/AAAAAAAAAcw/KELWuBEhrR4/s72-c/Mah-manzar(web+edition)11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-3095203521636285089</id><published>2009-07-04T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:55:41.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSi8jzHVCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/K3BboeqjAaY/s1600-h/I+and+Chinat-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392113815154807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSi8jzHVCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/K3BboeqjAaY/s320/I+and+Chinat-web+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-3095203521636285089?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/3095203521636285089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=3095203521636285089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/3095203521636285089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/3095203521636285089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/07/chinat.html' title='Chinat'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSi8jzHVCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/K3BboeqjAaY/s72-c/I+and+Chinat-web+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-7226423626899448523</id><published>2009-06-28T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:03:00.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kodai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSkqIJEuAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1oL8HmSZics/s1600-h/Kodai-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392115697516328962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSkqIJEuAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1oL8HmSZics/s320/Kodai-web+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kodai learns extremely fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-7226423626899448523?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/7226423626899448523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=7226423626899448523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7226423626899448523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7226423626899448523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/06/kodai.html' title='Kodai'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSkqIJEuAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1oL8HmSZics/s72-c/Kodai-web+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-500161589264253260</id><published>2009-06-19T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:08:09.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sohyun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSl2zZGaaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/koue8Lsynpo/s1600-h/Sohyun-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117014796331426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSl2zZGaaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/koue8Lsynpo/s320/Sohyun-web+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sjvl5j-5I7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/ADm21nVI-jg/s1600-h/Sohyun21_edited-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I attended my last violin class with dear Sohyun in Tehran. She offered me a gift with a heartily written letter of gratitude. Also her kind and thoughtful mother came to me and surprised me with a good bye present, what a nice surprise it was! They made me very happy! Somehow that I was too excited and forgot something at their house so that they called me quickly to return and take it. I was really happy with them. Now, I'm not upset to miss a treasure like Sohyun, however I'm very happy to find unique young friend like her and her family. We will never forget each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-500161589264253260?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/500161589264253260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=500161589264253260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/500161589264253260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/500161589264253260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/06/sohyun.html' title='Sohyun'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSl2zZGaaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/koue8Lsynpo/s72-c/Sohyun-web+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4344023692378467049</id><published>2009-05-13T12:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:16:06.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoyeon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSnr0oZDbI/AAAAAAAAARI/JPRb4Rmz4Fc/s1600-h/Seoyeon-web+edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392119025173597618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSnr0oZDbI/AAAAAAAAARI/JPRb4Rmz4Fc/s320/Seoyeon-web+edition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seoyeon lives in Turkey with his family now. I wish they could read these lines. I enjoyed teaching her a lot. She got an extremely passionate extrovert character. The day we went to purchase a violin for her the salesman was so surprised. Seoyeon was very excited and happy about her brand new violin and kissed me many many times. She even hugged the salesman several times. Having a unique, kind and clever personality, Seoyeon had a rapid progress during almost one year that she had violin class with me and played seven complete songs beautifully. She often used to offer me her own paintings or drawings as a present that are all added to my collection of artwork made by my artist friends. Undoubtedly this kindness was inherited from her parents. The last day in which unfortunately I couldn’t meet them, Seoyeon's mother had prepared a present for me and handed it to their waitress to give it to me. When I got that message of gratitude I was so happy by the present and simultaneously sad for I had no more chance to see Seoyeon. I wish all the best for her and her hospitable family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4344023692378467049?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4344023692378467049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4344023692378467049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4344023692378467049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4344023692378467049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/05/seoyeon.html' title='Seoyeon'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/StSnr0oZDbI/AAAAAAAAARI/JPRb4Rmz4Fc/s72-c/Seoyeon-web+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-5561499582237656355</id><published>2009-05-09T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:05:21.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgX99aKaTxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/JIn4eAGuAog/s1600-h/Parsa43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333948565127057170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgX99aKaTxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/JIn4eAGuAog/s320/Parsa43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daily rehearsal and listening to recorded music will confidently turn Parsa to be one of my top students. His mother is always present in my class with her son and helps me and Parsa to undrestand each other the beter and communicates well. Although he hasn't commenced school yet he's learned how to be and behave in the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-5561499582237656355?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/5561499582237656355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=5561499582237656355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5561499582237656355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5561499582237656355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/05/parsa.html' title='Parsa'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgX99aKaTxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/JIn4eAGuAog/s72-c/Parsa43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-7082521023416375474</id><published>2009-05-03T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:57:23.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amir-saum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sf4TJDWsO5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MwhmqNIU7AY/s1600-h/Amirsaum21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331720055093476242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sf4TJDWsO5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MwhmqNIU7AY/s320/Amirsaum21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to things I heard from his parents, Amir-saum didn't experience a very good time with his previous teachers. But he didn't give up. Apparently his former violin teachers had been totally ignorant about teaching knowledge as I heard from Amir-saum and his parents about them. But nowadays he responds excellently to his violin class with me and does his job very well. In coming future he is going to be one of my best students. His father can play guitar a little bit. He accompanies his son and helps him with his daily rehearsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-7082521023416375474?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/7082521023416375474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=7082521023416375474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7082521023416375474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7082521023416375474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/05/amir-saum.html' title='Amir-saum'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sf4TJDWsO5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MwhmqNIU7AY/s72-c/Amirsaum21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6888218002388634696</id><published>2009-05-01T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:38:01.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pejman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgXo7IaonEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5LDaZV6lDWc/s1600-h/Pejman32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333925436259343426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgXo7IaonEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5LDaZV6lDWc/s320/Pejman32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SftToOW7pYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mGB8uG0JNHM/s1600-h/Pejman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guy that you see his image above these lines is my intimate friend, my colleague, guitarist and also an experienced guitar teacher .Our friendship dates back to a long time ago when Pejman and I taught together in a music school under the authority of University Of Tehran, about 5 years ago. We didn’t know each other very well because I was new to that school at that time. Our class was held almost at the same time and we met sometimes during the rest time between two students. A day in which my students were mostly absent and I had nothing to do but taking a nap, I heard a memorable old song coming from the guitar teacher's room and I guessed that would be the teacher himself, because the music was being performed beautifully and professionally. Then I took my fiddle to go and accompany that attractive nice music if I had the permission. I didn't have any students so I could freely enjoy playing songs together with Pejamn who had been my friend then. He is an extremely happy guy and one of the characters who I call them "happiness generator". I'd like to introduce him to everyone in my site as noble man and a perfect music teacher. Pejman has also gathered his long teaching experience in a book under the title "Classic Guitar" which is published recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6888218002388634696?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6888218002388634696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6888218002388634696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6888218002388634696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6888218002388634696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/05/pejman.html' title='Pejman'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgXo7IaonEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5LDaZV6lDWc/s72-c/Pejman32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4157680918998891482</id><published>2009-04-28T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:55:15.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SfdtGOpjwqI/AAAAAAAAAII/Xe0TzJG7Tsc/s1600-h/Lilia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329848637795320482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SfdtGOpjwqI/AAAAAAAAAII/Xe0TzJG7Tsc/s320/Lilia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilia plays her songs very well. I've taught her an old folk song for birthday which has always been played at birthday parties in her motherland since long long ago. She likes that song the best and enjoys playing it at parties or for her friends. Lilia has got a very very kind heart which undoubtedly inherited from her kind and hospitable parents.&lt;br /&gt;It's crucial to teach students the songs that they are familiar with. There are some traditional songs everywhere in the world to which everyone in the society is used to listen or perhaps hear it very often. Learners perform these songs very easily, and it's beneficial to teach them how to play the beautiful folk music which has always been in their mind. Listening to recorded music -I mean classical music- is a clever idea to gather a fine knowledge of music to count on it in future and use it as a source of instruction. Legendry music teacher whose guidance is extremely vital not only for musicians but also for every single human in the world, Shinichi Suzuki states: "Man is son of his environment!" Being a fine pupil of Mr. Suzuki, and a noble human, we have to provide a marvelous atmosphere for ourselves and also for children. A replete with happiness environment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4157680918998891482?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4157680918998891482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4157680918998891482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4157680918998891482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4157680918998891482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/04/lilia.html' title='Lilia'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SfdtGOpjwqI/AAAAAAAAAII/Xe0TzJG7Tsc/s72-c/Lilia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6470911274284769344</id><published>2009-04-22T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:35:30.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kodai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgCxEsA_THI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EEeXiX7VLvM/s1600-h/kodai11_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332456652899568754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgCxEsA_THI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EEeXiX7VLvM/s320/kodai11_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SfNz0ETf6ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9ecEoR_s_4o/s1600-h/Kodaiweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the third time in which I attended my class with dear Kodai. Although he is so new to violin world and he didn't even have a shoulder rest for his violin till today, he practiced somehow during past two weeks that I think he will fulfill his first song in coming month. Therefore I decided to introduce this polite and hardworking character to every one. The violin that Kodai plays with is an old one. I can hardly tune it however when it is tuned sounds brilliantly. Just like a professional instrument. I don't know how?! It's not handmade or of a very famous brand, but it makes a very beautiful and rich tone. Like Kodai if other students have a good instrument to start with, they will be able to imitate the music they listen, easily and actually when I ask them to perform as same as the recorded music or me, they can easily do that. I must extend my warm gratitude to Kodai's respectful parents who proved that they can prepare the appropriate environment for the well growth of their son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6470911274284769344?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6470911274284769344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6470911274284769344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6470911274284769344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6470911274284769344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/04/kodai.html' title='Kodai'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SgCxEsA_THI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EEeXiX7VLvM/s72-c/kodai11_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6734359115046663133</id><published>2009-04-22T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:53:02.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>colorpaper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Se9ln1GX-AI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3I7vCW9GaR0/s1600-h/Shadmehrblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327588619145705474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Se9ln1GX-AI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3I7vCW9GaR0/s320/Shadmehrblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to teach my pupils how to hold their violin in a comfortable, relax and confident posture, I always make a primary instrument that is made up of a tissue box as the belly of violin, which is wrapped up in a colorful cover with two "f" like shapes on it similar to f-holes of a real instrument. Then I simulate the neck, with a 30cm ruler again colored and decorated with color papers. Students use this limb to grab and hold the violin. The last part has to look like a bow. I usually color a wooden stick and cut it in the appropriate size to make it. Experience has proved that if one starts with a real instrument he may drop and consequently break it. Also this is a good way to encourage children to fulfill their elementary lessons excellently to gain the big prize, a real violin.&lt;br /&gt;I was to teach a new student long time ago. So I made her primary violin. The first day of our class I asked her to perform "Rest Position" and "Play Position" for next time. She was shy little bit and didn’t want to speak much and communicate well and unfortunately her parents were not present to translate me to her or even to understand the exact assignment that had to be done. I gesticulated things and my student could do everything very well. Next time when I entered her room I saw a pile of torn color papers in the corner, and my student with a ruler in one hand and a tissue box in the other, gazing cheerfully at me and saying: Thanks a lot Mr Ammar.I Found the gift hidden under the color paper. My mom helped me to do this and asked me to say thank you to you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6734359115046663133?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6734359115046663133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6734359115046663133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6734359115046663133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6734359115046663133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/04/colorpapers.html' title='colorpaper!'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Se9ln1GX-AI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3I7vCW9GaR0/s72-c/Shadmehrblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-5697677834958138580</id><published>2009-04-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:31:20.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Han-kyul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sej1FXx1lCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mN70EGyWcOY/s1600-h/HANK12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325776031996810274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sej1FXx1lCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mN70EGyWcOY/s320/HANK12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hankyol proved that if one works hard, then he gains the result. His mother cares so much about his music education as if he is learning an extremely vital thing for his life, as important as his mother tongue. I cal l this a prosperous environment in which every seed you plant grows in the best possible condition. My students get a monthly practice time-table sheet that they have to fill it in the prescribed direction by me. This paper shows that how much a student practice and listened to recorded music during the past month. Owing this to his kind parents (specially his mother) and Hankyul himself, one can hardly find a disadvantageous, not practiced day in Hankyol's practice time-table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-5697677834958138580?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/5697677834958138580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=5697677834958138580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5697677834958138580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5697677834958138580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/04/han-kyul.html' title='Han-kyul'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/Sej1FXx1lCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mN70EGyWcOY/s72-c/HANK12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-5702575768319668050</id><published>2009-04-15T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:54:06.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mah-manzar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SeY7MdT2YdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/902u9JSzL-A/s1600-h/Mah-manzar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325008694624543186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SeY7MdT2YdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/902u9JSzL-A/s320/Mah-manzar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long gap between weekly sessions, like New Year holidays, students usually weaken to play their songs by the long time quitting their daily rehearsal. It's often difficult to strengthen them and revive their music performance knowledge even by weeks. However some vigilant parents and students prevent this by reminding themselves their daily job during the off days. Actually it is important to understand the fact that daily practice is just like daily teeth-brushing or the meal we must have every single day. Mah-manzar who is shown in the picture above is one of my students who played her songs even better than before holidays! I admire her and confidently her kind and thoughtful parents who support their daughter with their help and assistance. Thank you Mah-manzar, thank you parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-5702575768319668050?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/5702575768319668050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=5702575768319668050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5702575768319668050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/5702575768319668050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/04/mah-manzar.html' title='Mah-manzar'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SeY7MdT2YdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/902u9JSzL-A/s72-c/Mah-manzar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-7161493919129669959</id><published>2009-04-13T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:05:00.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Borna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SeOorkSLZCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N6y7otwkDDI/s1600-h/borna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324284650909819938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SeOorkSLZCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N6y7otwkDDI/s320/borna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I was too busy to compose anything for my blog since two or three month ago.I'm gonna revive my blog from tonight on. And the new stuff is a recent image of Borna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-7161493919129669959?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/7161493919129669959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=7161493919129669959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7161493919129669959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7161493919129669959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2009/04/borna.html' title='Borna'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SeOorkSLZCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N6y7otwkDDI/s72-c/borna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-2603982474701948091</id><published>2008-12-27T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T14:01:17.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Reach for tomorrow!"</title><content type='html'>Reach for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;today belongs to the past&lt;br /&gt;the golden hopes of your yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;can all be yours at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and keep your head in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;you may get hurt&lt;br /&gt;in a thousand ways&lt;br /&gt;but give it one more try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no regret about!&lt;br /&gt;forget about&lt;br /&gt;the chances you missed&lt;br /&gt;in days to come&lt;br /&gt;I know there's something&lt;br /&gt;better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and keep your dreams ever new!&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times it seems&lt;br /&gt;that dreams are not for you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Reach for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and make them all come...true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-2603982474701948091?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/2603982474701948091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=2603982474701948091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2603982474701948091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2603982474701948091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/12/reach-for-tomorrow.html' title='&quot;Reach for tomorrow!&quot;'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-8220535296914006720</id><published>2008-12-07T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:38:53.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/ST2TyedEeWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sVNIqs2AO_0/s1600-h/Roham1_edited-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277536833725823330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/ST2TyedEeWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sVNIqs2AO_0/s320/Roham1_edited-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ladies and gentlemen let me introduce you the best student of the month, Roham. Being the accurate meaning for the word "witty" sometimes he says some things that I burst out laughing and enjoy the energy my little student can offer me. I'm really happy with Roham. He's seven years old and lives with his parents who have played the most crucial role in his success. They consider music as serious factor for their son's education and besides his school they understand the necessity of having private violin lessons for him. Roham has got a special enthusiasm for violin class; I wish he never loses this. Although his mother works out of the house as an employee however she helps his son with his lessons during the weekdays when I'm not present at their house. I believe that listening to recorded music everyday has accelerated his violin learning. Imagining himself in the concert hall with a pianist he really likes to play with the CD simultaneously and imitates it exactly. Congratulations to Roham and his parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-8220535296914006720?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/8220535296914006720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=8220535296914006720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/8220535296914006720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/8220535296914006720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/12/roham.html' title='Roham'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/ST2TyedEeWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sVNIqs2AO_0/s72-c/Roham1_edited-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4092436912613093742</id><published>2008-12-05T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:02:16.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sohyun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/STmHPwqMBUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ViYAqy1tDYk/s1600-h/Sohyun4_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276397143270884674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/STmHPwqMBUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ViYAqy1tDYk/s320/Sohyun4_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She recorded some of her songs with the piano accompaniment yesterday. Doing her job excellently,I think she should not miss even a day practicing her violin and listening to recorded music in order to be the best forever.Sohyun will play a song for violin and piano in a tallent show held at her school in coming weeks.I'm crossing my fingers not only for her coming concert but also for her bright future.She's great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4092436912613093742?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4092436912613093742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4092436912613093742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4092436912613093742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4092436912613093742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/12/sohyun.html' title='Sohyun'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/STmHPwqMBUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ViYAqy1tDYk/s72-c/Sohyun4_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-2090168673927668155</id><published>2008-12-05T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:47:01.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Han-kyul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/STmE1H94YfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tpmcfguhuKU/s1600-h/han-kyul_edited-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276394486647775730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/STmE1H94YfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tpmcfguhuKU/s320/han-kyul_edited-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people have asked why I didn’t write anything for Han-kyul! Here I want to answer this question. I put his image here because he's done his job excellently! Confidently he's been one of my best students. Look at his eyes! For wise, everything is appearant in his eyes. I can see energy, enthusiasm, happiness and love there!He's allways full of life. Actually, that’s why I didn’t find it necessary to write any sentence over there! I have to say thank you to him and his very kind parents specially his mother who is really responsible for his son and his education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-2090168673927668155?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/2090168673927668155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=2090168673927668155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2090168673927668155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2090168673927668155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/12/han-kyul.html' title='Han-kyul'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/STmE1H94YfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tpmcfguhuKU/s72-c/han-kyul_edited-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-1775326688174612261</id><published>2008-11-08T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:05:17.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sohyun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SRXvAB3fh_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YDSjvR6KE1g/s1600-h/Sohyun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266378123059890162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SRXvAB3fh_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YDSjvR6KE1g/s320/Sohyun2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Undoubtedly Sohyun has been my best student during last two weeks. She's really cute and lives with her parents and two very lovely twin sisters. Knowing to play piano before to start having violin class with me, I believe she's got a fine musical sense through daily practice and listening to recorded music. Her parents and specially her kind and thoughtful mother's crucial role in Sohyun's success is never forgettable. I think they are never unaware about the education procedure of their daughter however, they are not anxious and don't have some excessive worry with regards to her learning. I insist that this is a really important point for all parents to understand: Not to neglect and not to hurry and push! We have to supervise how our child learns, and practices what he/she has learned during the weekdays when teacher is not present. The best behavior to do this is to act somehow that the student never feels us and the supervision system as a heavy shadow that makes the enjoyable practice time into a boarding and frustrating while. It's easy to predict a very shiny future for Sohyun not only in music but also the whole life as she follows her current living manner and has the very nice environment, like now, forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-1775326688174612261?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/1775326688174612261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=1775326688174612261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1775326688174612261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1775326688174612261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/11/undoubtedly-sohyun-has-been-my-best.html' title='Sohyun'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SRXvAB3fh_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YDSjvR6KE1g/s72-c/Sohyun2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-3568212605188634324</id><published>2008-11-01T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:22:34.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQzG0EcRfHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pVUTU1FqyHo/s1600-h/Father-.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As a part of his military service, my father has taught children in villages. There had been some choices how to pass the military service period at that time. My father had chosen teaching. Although he didn't continue teaching as his permanent job, however, he always remembers that time with a feeling of joy and pleasure! You would see him there in the picture with his pupils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-3568212605188634324?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/3568212605188634324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=3568212605188634324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/3568212605188634324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/3568212605188634324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-father.html' title='My Father'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4470685231060553853</id><published>2008-10-30T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:46:39.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Han-kyul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQorHS7FnLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UKEWxd91xTE/s1600-h/Hankyul1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263066518874594482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQorHS7FnLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UKEWxd91xTE/s320/Hankyul1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4470685231060553853?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4470685231060553853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4470685231060553853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4470685231060553853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4470685231060553853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/han-kyul.html' title='Han-kyul'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQorHS7FnLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UKEWxd91xTE/s72-c/Hankyul1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6691814746310961533</id><published>2008-10-26T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:12:27.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amir-ali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQwdYQLtjJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pfxWuq_k60M/s1600-h/Amir-ali4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263614366987422866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQwdYQLtjJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pfxWuq_k60M/s200/Amir-ali4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQonBPJeRbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Qe2i0i9FQDA/s1600-h/Amir-ali4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amir-ali is the gent leman you see him in the picture above. His parents have provided a great environment for him at home, so he would practice well everyday and he comfortably listens to the songs he plays. He says he enjoys listening to recorded music in the bed before he goes to sleep, and his parents make all the necessary facilities available for him. I've always notified all parents of the importance of listening to the recorded music particularly the songs which their children are already practicing. This is just like having multivitamin tablets daily, although they may not be very delicious but we must have them in order to have healthy bodies. About Amir-ali ,I think his father is doing a great deal helping me and his son. He is always present in our class with a notebook in his hand, sits beside us conscious of every second of the class and also supervises and helps his son with his practice career everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6691814746310961533?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6691814746310961533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6691814746310961533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6691814746310961533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6691814746310961533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/amir-ali.html' title='Amir-ali'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQwdYQLtjJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pfxWuq_k60M/s72-c/Amir-ali4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-7757441360450983717</id><published>2008-10-26T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:05:42.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQTbhwwX9bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b2oe_lt523s/s1600-h/Yaas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261571637745546674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQTbhwwX9bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b2oe_lt523s/s200/Yaas11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Violin class with dear Yas went on every Thursday on ten o'clock in the mornings. She was six years old at that time and like most of my clever pupils to whom their intelligence let them practice less than others, I always asked Yas to practice daily and also listen to her songs on CD she got. But somehow not mentionable Yas was an exception. She was so cute and I was used to her laughter and lovely behavior in the class. Although I often act seriously in the class to get the most advantage but I try to make a kind of friendship between me and my students so that they try to be excellent every session for sake of a good friend and at least not to miss him. Therefore my friendship turns to be a valuable reward for my students. About Yas this was a little bit different. Although she was very respectful to me but she had some happy, naughty, respectful, brave character. A day when the class was finished and I wanted to go, She held her arms round my neck-on my back-and said : "Mr. Ammar, wear your overcoat on both of us and let's go you home together today, I bet my parents won't find me here under your overcoat!&lt;br /&gt;I knew they'd been planning to leave the country forever but I actually had no idea about it's exact time. After a Thursday on which I canceled our class because I had cold, on the other Thursday-two weeks later –when I entered their house I saw the shocking scenery that could tell me the whole story by itself. They'd gathered and packed their baggage in the middle of their house. Trying not to believe what my mind mentioned logically or perhaps to refuse to consider it I said to my student's mother-who had a really respectful and kind character:"Will we have our class next week?"- We'll leave on coming Sunday, She said. Then I couldn't stop my tears, but fortunately I could hide them and after a minute I opened my violin like always and started my last violin class with Yas.&lt;br /&gt;Long time after this happened to me, in order to relieve the pain in my heart I decided to discuss it with a professor who was an instructor of mine at the university. After listening to me inattentively, facing dawn to her documents, she turned and said "You've broken the rules of the fine teachers; you should not be too intimate to your pupils to encounter such stupid situations". She actually thought me a great lesson. The stupidity is to discuss the words in your heart with the one who understands nothing of that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-7757441360450983717?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/7757441360450983717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=7757441360450983717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7757441360450983717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/7757441360450983717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/yas.html' title='Yas'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SQTbhwwX9bI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b2oe_lt523s/s72-c/Yaas11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-4349666500426099694</id><published>2008-10-22T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:24:16.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children know only how to love!</title><content type='html'>Here comes a short highlight from the book "Nurtured By Love" by Shinichi Suzuki:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I played with children a lot those days. The neighborhood children came running the minute they saw me in the distance approaching home. We used to take hands and go to my house, where they all played happily together with my younger sisters and brothers. I just liked children that was all. And besides that, I had been inflamed by Tolstoy; I had learned to realize how precious children of four and five were, and wanted to become as one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They have no thought of self-deception.&lt;br /&gt;-They trust people and do not doubt at all.&lt;br /&gt;-They know only how to love and know not how to hate.&lt;br /&gt;-They love justice and scrupulously keep the rules.&lt;br /&gt;-They seek joy, live cheerfully, and are all full of life.&lt;br /&gt;-They know no fear and live in security."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-4349666500426099694?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/4349666500426099694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=4349666500426099694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4349666500426099694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/4349666500426099694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/children-know-only-how-to-love-and-know.html' title='Children know only how to love!'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-6843730471758931586</id><published>2008-10-19T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:36:15.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daehyun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPuoMldtGdI/AAAAAAAAADA/Rb7RpNMgIyk/s1600-h/Daehyun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258981924053785042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPuoMldtGdI/AAAAAAAAADA/Rb7RpNMgIyk/s320/Daehyun1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daehyun is one my best students, he always wants to know the story behind the songs he plays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-6843730471758931586?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/6843730471758931586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=6843730471758931586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6843730471758931586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/6843730471758931586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/daehyun.html' title='Daehyun'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPuoMldtGdI/AAAAAAAAADA/Rb7RpNMgIyk/s72-c/Daehyun1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-2979436883212672853</id><published>2008-10-18T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:43:08.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ammar Learns Korean!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPpKRWdDljI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xsb84itoIGg/s1600-h/Cartoon12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258597176854156850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPpKRWdDljI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xsb84itoIGg/s320/Cartoon12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's about two months since I've been learning Korean language. I think Korean is a very nice language and easy to learn, especially when one has a kind and patient teacher, like mine! The characters are fantastic, and pronunciation is so sweet. There are many many relationships between Korean, Azerbaijani and Turkish (my mother tongue). My teacher is from Korea and although she's young, she teaches excellently, I'm really happy with my Korean language learning and having so much fun. In the picture above my teacher has shown various parts of human body in order to teach me their names. I think her drawing is perfect as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-2979436883212672853?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/2979436883212672853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=2979436883212672853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2979436883212672853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2979436883212672853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/ammar-learns-korean.html' title='Ammar Learns Korean!'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPpKRWdDljI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xsb84itoIGg/s72-c/Cartoon12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-2385742189517933088</id><published>2008-10-14T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:22:21.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My two years old pupil !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SP5VwkNqP_I/AAAAAAAAADI/nvzQpxoCz2U/s1600-h/Borna12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259735707658371058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SP5VwkNqP_I/AAAAAAAAADI/nvzQpxoCz2U/s320/Borna12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPSEXYDHmPI/AAAAAAAAACk/rUjmkvlhIrU/s1600-h/Borna1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Borna is almost 2 years old. It's not hard to predict a shiny future for him. He's got a cozy environment full of fine and thoughtful characters like his parents around him. He's doing his primary lessons happily and very well. I'm really happy to teach this cute guy. Borna's mother is always present in my class with his son and helps me with my teaching affair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-2385742189517933088?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/2385742189517933088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=2385742189517933088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2385742189517933088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/2385742189517933088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-two-years-old-pupil_14.html' title='My two years old pupil !'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SP5VwkNqP_I/AAAAAAAAADI/nvzQpxoCz2U/s72-c/Borna12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-541217863101853884</id><published>2008-10-11T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:57:07.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyoung-yol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPESxXOS94I/AAAAAAAAABQ/gFl66X2Zmco/s1600-h/Hyoungyol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256002879374948226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPESxXOS94I/AAAAAAAAABQ/gFl66X2Zmco/s320/Hyoungyol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hyoung-yol is my student. Since he's been playing his songs very well recently, I decided to put his picture with his violin here to introduce him as a great honor of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-541217863101853884?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/541217863101853884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=541217863101853884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/541217863101853884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/541217863101853884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/hyoung-yol.html' title='Hyoung-yol'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SPESxXOS94I/AAAAAAAAABQ/gFl66X2Zmco/s72-c/Hyoungyol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779327415078115318.post-1100258416367814785</id><published>2008-10-05T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:16:32.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Araz"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SOkti4p9S6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5NEDCMPt4E/s1600-h/Fitily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253780517651565474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SOkti4p9S6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5NEDCMPt4E/s320/Fitily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Araz galar, akhar gedar,Dunya bir panjaradir, har galan bakhar gedar" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Araz flows dawn and comes, Flows and goes, Life is like a window!, One comes, Looks, And goes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Araz, a long waterful gorgeous river located in south of Azerbaijan, Azerbaijanians love this river for the exact meaning of the word, even some of them name their children Araz in order to recall its eternal beauty and awe. Since long long ago Araz has been a subject of interest for poets and authors and songwriters in Azerbaijan to express and elaborate their inner feelings about it. All grannies know many stories about it and everyone knows songs for Araz's sake. (Ammar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779327415078115318-1100258416367814785?l=dadizadeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/feeds/1100258416367814785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779327415078115318&amp;postID=1100258416367814785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1100258416367814785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779327415078115318/posts/default/1100258416367814785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadizadeh.blogspot.com/2008/10/araz.html' title='&quot;Araz&quot;'/><author><name>AMMAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03438594586870476203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SwB--ijzYZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/GKZmpcJY9uM/S220/Ammar+and+Violin1(web+edition))1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAEw7hsAE28/SOkti4p9S6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E5NEDCMPt4E/s72-c/Fitily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
