MORISSAN: It's all about me...

2009-01-05T09:52:00.007-06:00

Halaman Awal

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Works and Carreer
Drs. Morissan, S.H, M.A lahir 1 Mei 1965 di Palembang, Sumatera Selatan. Mendapatkan gelar pasca sarjana (Diplome Ecole Superieur Specialise) di bidang komunikasi (jurnalistik) dari University of Strasbourg, Perancis tahun 1996 atas sponsor dan beasiswa dari Komisi Eropa (European Commission). Gelar kesarjanaan strata satu (S1) diperoleh dari Fakultas Hukum Universitas Sriwijaya, Palembang tahun 1991. Pada tahun yang sama penulis menyelesaikan studi di Institut Agama Islam (IAIN) Raden Fatah, Palembang pada jurusan komunikasi.
Mengikuti berbagai pelatihan di bidang jurnalistik dan penyiaran (broadcasting) di dalam dan luar negeri, antara lain di Jakarta (PJTV, FISIP Universitas Indonesia), Singapura, Brussels dan Helsinki. Pernah bekerja di berbagai perusahaan media nasional dan internasional sebagai wartawan, editor dan produser seperti: Lembaga Kantor Berita Nasional (LKBN Antara), kantor berita Reuters (Inggris) dan kantor berita Associated Presss (Amerika Serikat). Penulis juga pernah bekerja pada salah satu stasiun televisi nasional dan pernah menjadi advisor dan trainer pada salah satu konsultan humas di Jakarta. Kegiatan penulis saat ini antara lain adalah menjadi salah satu staf pengajar tetap pada Fakultas Ilmu Komunikasi (FIKOM) Universitas Mercu Buana, Jakarta.

2008-12-17T09:36:00.002-06:00

2008-12-16T09:02:00.003-06:00

Album Keluarga: "one moment in time"

2008-12-12T17:45:00.006-06:00

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2005-12-11T21:18:00.008-06:00

On Children
by Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your childrenas living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

2004-12-13T18:13:00.002-06:00