Monday, August 18, 2008

Sunday, June 1, 2008

A Touching Donation








If this boy can help .................... why can't others who are more better off ?

Perhaps their hearts are just too heavy to part with those cash given to them.

He "walked" across, we thought he was passing by...


"I want to donate !"
He draws out a few coins hidden from his palms,
the officer lend a hand but insisted that he placed his money into the donation box.


All are speechless, he return his deeds to the society in his own way !


"I still have money !" Again, we are astonished.


He drew out a few ten dollar notes and donated.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

A Touching Story



Xia lived in a small village of province of Gan Shu . All ladies in this small village, no matter she is pretty or not, went to Southern part of city to earn money. Every spring time, they will come back with money and beautiful cloths. Xia didn't follow after she finished her secondary school. A lot of people don't understand what is she thinking of as she has the pretty face and body. And because of this, her father always scold her.
When she heard of the only primary school in the village needs some teachers, she volunteerly ask to become a free teacher. She is a very g ood student in her secondary school and because of this, she easily pass thru all the test and became the teacher of the school.
The 1st time when Xia walk into the classroom, all children shock to see a pretty teacher. From then on, the classroom always fill with children's laughter. Classroom -- should call it a hut instead as the wall is made of sticks and cover with leaves as its ceiling. A big stone become their table and the most expensive should be the polished dark-green stone as their blackboard. With this condition, Xia taught thousands of Chinese words and knowledge to her students.
There was wild rain destroy the classroom of the school and all students become schoolless. The headmaster visit the province's education minister for some money to repair the classroom and come back with nothing. Headmaster told Xia that the minister said only will give money if Xia ask for it. Xia never meet any minister before and afraid that she will make the things worst and decided to visit the minister. She walked more than 10km to the province ministry office and sit in a beautiful office in front of the minister. Minister's eyes looks hungry and point to a room and said to Xia. Your money is in the room, if you want, follow me. Xia saw a big bed in the room and is the bed that she lost her virgin. Minister raped her.
Her virgin blood drop on the bedsheet and is more reddish than the color of the national flag in the room.
Xia didn't cry, all she is thinking of is the eyes of all disappointed students that have no classroom.
She didn't tell anyone about the rape after she went home.
The next day, with the money that brought back by Xia, all villagers bought some woods and repair the classroom. But whenever there was a heavy rain, the classroom still cannot be used. Xia always tell the students that province ministry department will built a good school for them. In the past half year, headmaster had visited the ministers more than 100 times and never ever get any money from them. He is the only 1 knows what did Xia did and he can do nothing about it. New semester comes, a lot of student s cannot pay their fees and become schoolless and follow their parents to work. Xia sad about that.
When Xia feel that her hope of all students can go to school become hopeless, she drop all her cloths and swear to her naked body that she will use this body to ex chang e for the children to be able to go to school. She knows that all ladies in the village are working as a prostitute to earn the living and she knows this is a shortcut for her to earn money. She washed herself and sa y goodbye to headmaster, father, and school. She tight her hair as 2 ponytails and walk to the city. When she leave, her father smile and headmaster cry....
In the colorful city, Xia is not happy at all, in her mind, there are only broken classroom and sadness and disappointed eyes of students. She walked into a Hair-Saloon, lay down on a dirty bed, and accept her 2nd dirty business. In that night, in her diary, she wrote : 'Minister can't even compare to her 1st customer. At least they pay.'
She sends all her earnings except those for her to live on to headmaster. Headmas ter follows her instruction to use the money on the school. People ask about the source of the money and headmaster only answer that it was from some donation of society.
After a while, people knows about the source of money is from the teacher and many reporters would like to interview her and she just refused and the reason is that she is just a prostituet.
With the money, the school chang ed. First month, there is a new blackboard. 2nd month, a wooden table and chair. 3rd month, all children has their own books. 4th month, all children has a red tie... 5th month, no children go to school bare leg.
On the 6th month, Xia come back. All students welcome her happily and say 'Teacher is so beautiful'... With all student's smiling face, Xia cries.. how many tear drops and how many sadness in the past 6 months.. she feels worthy when she see all these.
After few days at home, she goes back to city.
7th month, built a ball park, 8th month, basketball, 9th month, all students has their new pencils. 10th month, the school has their own national flag, students raise the national flags daily. 11th month, a land-developer refuse to use condom and Xi a pregnant. After abortion, she become the developer's mistress. After a few months, the developers dump her because he faced problem on land-value drop in ShengXhen, he didn't pay her 1 cent.
Xia feel tired, she think of go home and go back to the school, but she has yet to fulfill student's dream which are building a concrete classroom and 2 PCs for the students. Because of these, she went bac k to beg the developer and the developer just refuse to pay anything but only introduce a foreigner to her. Said the foreigner will pay her 3000rmb for 1 night. Think of the wild rain happen few days ago, she tiredly goes to the foreigner's hotel. She sweared that she will go back to her home and school after this.
She killed by the 3 foreigner because of raping. She just turned 21yo.
Xia died without fulfill her final wish which to build a concrete classroom and 2 PCs.
A hooker dies, silently, the sky of ShengZhen is still as blue as before, ministers still happily sitting in their office, many expensive cars still running on street, people happily discussing share market, house market value, car value, and movies, music and love story. Youngster try to suicide because of small matters happen between themselves.
At this time, students, teachers and few hundreds of villagers attending the funeral in this small village 'GanShu'
In the funeral, people see a black and white photo of Xia. In the photo, she has 2 pony tails and happily smile. Headmaster open the diary of Xia and read in front of all students, she wrote : ' Each prostitution, can help one schooless child; become a mistress once, can rescue a hopeless primary school...' The national flag drop to its half... May be, this is the ONLY national flag drop half because of a GREAT hooker in China 's history.
After I read this, I cried for 2 hours. From now on, I won't discriminate any hooker, because among them there is a Xia. Hope you will forward this mail to all forum, friends, webspaces, to let all our governments to understand when they are saying and empty-promissing, when they are drinking in the pub, when they are doing dirty politics, Someone using her own power to chang e the world. Xia is using her sadly eye to look at all of us. Although she is just a hooker, she is more clean and saint than any of us. In this cold and dirty society, w hat she gave to the students are human's 'Great Love'.


After I read this story, I'm speechless. I don't know what to say, is it society's fault, or else?
Xia die, she was a hooker, or she was a teacher. She is the most honourable teacher in China . She use her dirty body, wash thru children's heart. A hooker's death, all children cried and attend her funeral, a school drop the national flag for her

Source from the Internet

A Mother's Love


There were so many touching stories from the Wen Chuan earthquake. I cried so many times watching the news coverage in the past week. But this forward from a friend has to rank as one of the most touching. As a salut to this mom, I have translated the original into English, so my non-Chinese-speaking friends could read it, and pass it around, too. It's a story that should not stay only within the Chinese community.
When rescuers found her, she was already dead, crushed by the collapsed house. Through gaps in the rubbles, they could see her posture.
Kneeling on both knees, her entire upper body bent forward, held up by her two hands pressed against the ground, as if performing the ceremonial bow in an ancient ritual. Except, her body had been compressed out of shape and looked somewhat eerie.
A rescuer extended his hand through a gap and confirmed her death. He called out to her, and tapped on the bricks with his shaft, but received no response.
As the team walked toward next building, the squad leader suddenly turned back, yelling as he ran, "Come quick!" He came to herremain, labored to maneuver his hand under her body, searching.
He called out following some rummaging, "There's someone, a child, still alive."
With some effort, rescuers carefully removed the debris burying her, found her child lying beneath her, bundled in a little red blanket decorated with yellow flower prints. He was about 3-4 months old.
Shielded by his mother's body, he was totally unharmed, sleeping peacefully as he was brought out. His soundly asleep face warmed the hearts of all rescuers on the scene.
As the rescue team's doctor unbundled the blanket to examine the baby, he discovered a mobile phone tucked into the blanket. He subconsciously looked at the display, found there was a SMS message. "My Dear Baby, If you were to stay alive, you must remember that I love you." No stranger to the pain and sorrow brought by death, the doctor nonetheless wept at this moment. The cell phone was passed around, every person who read the message wept.
From: Wan Shazilah Bt. Abdul Majid

Saturday, May 3, 2008

My 'Monk Jump Over The Wall' dinner at East Ocean

I have the dinner tonight and I took several photos. Unfortunately, I accidently deleted all the photos while downloading. Now I feel like crying thinking about those photos. Luckily Catherine also took some photos but there were only a few.
The dinner cost me RM450.00 for three persons.Not as delicious as I thought. In fact, many of the dishes are not to my favour. Wonder why they call it 'Monk Jump Over The Wall'. I would definately not going to jump over the wall for it.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Joe's baby, Hang Hang




Isn't he super cute?



Top: George Hogg- the hero during the Second Sino Japanese War.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Should non-Malay seek equality?

Tengku Faris: Non-Malays should not seek equality

(Malaysiakini) Kelantan Crown Prince Tengku Faris Petra said today that Malays had been coerced into giving non-Malays citizenship and the latter should therefore not seek equality or special treatment.He said this during his keynote speech at a forum titled “Malay unity is the core of national unity” organised by the newly formed Barisan Bertindak Perpaduan Melayu in Kuala Lumpur today. Speaking to a crowd of about 1,000 people, Tengku Faris said the Malay rulers would be an umbrella to foster unity among all Malaysians, based on the Federal Constitution and the Rukun Negara. “Therefore, the rakyat must unite and never raise issues regarding Malay rights and special privileges because it is a quid pro quo in gratitude for the giving in of citizenship (beri-paksa kerakyatan) to 2.7 million non-Malays into the Tanah Melayu federation.“Thus, it is not appropriate for these other ethnic groups to have citizenship, only (later) to seek equality and privileges,” said Tengku Faris, who read from a 11-page prepared text. However, the crown prince stressed that in an effort to unite the Malays, non-Malays also have rights that must be protected, such as in areas of religion. As an example, Tengku Faris said non-Malays are allowed to practice their respective religions in peace. They must however do so in accordance with the law and “not be provocative towards Islam”. “The Malay rulers are the head of the Islamic religion and Malaysia is a Islamic country (negara Islam), not secular. We have our own formula (as a country) which is different from others,” he added, drawing thunderous applause from the crowd.‘Dominance’He added that the effort to instil Malay unity and defend Malay special rights does not mean that other races would be ignored. “In fact, if Malay rights and special privileges are taken care of and is not disturbed, it would ensure national harmony. It does not just benefit the Malays but all ethnic groups,” he said. In his speech, Tengku Raris said the 12th General Election results have shown that the Malays are being “challenged” and thus Malays unity is of the outmost priority. “The election results have shown that the Malays are disunited and facing other ethnic groups who are more dominant politically and economically,” he said. As the constitution provides that the Malays are the natives (penduduk asal) of Malaysia, Tengku Faris said every Malay must defend the constitution and Islam and this can only be achieved through Malay unity. “We have to make an effort to unite. Don’t spilt up. Avoid polemics that can distance us. Ideology (and) having different interpretations does not contribute to Malay unity.“Discussing about polemics such as Islamic state, secular state, welfare state... confuses the people... Resulting from this confusion, Malays are becoming more disillusioned,” he added.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

A comment by an idiot

Wednesday April 9, 2008
Token RM1 for quit rent not the way
I THINK the move by the new Perak state government in allowing 197 schools in the state to pay only RM1 as quit rent is not a wise idea at all.
What can one do after collecting a measly RM197 per annum?
I know some of the schools are privately funded. These schools are funded by super rich people who are willing to give millions of ringgit for reasons of their own.
So, what is a measly few hundred ringgit if these people also pay for the actual amount of quit rent that the schools should pay? At the same time, why only 197 schools?
Why not all the other schools, colleges and universities throughout the state that have to fork out sometimes thousands and maybe millions of ringgit per annum to pay their quit rent?
If this is another political stunt just like the one time relief on payments of fines imposed by local councils as announced by the state government on their first day of rule then I think it is sending the wrong message to the public.
The state governments under Pakatan Rakyat must review their moves thoroughly before implementing them. It may satisfy a few people but the majority is against it.
There are other ways to give back to the people for electing them into office but certainly this is not one of them
MOHD GHAZALI OSMAN, Ipoh.


Source: The Star

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

9th April 2008 - MY BIG DAY!!!!

Tomorrow is my birthday!!!!!!
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday to me

Monday, April 7, 2008

7th April 2008

I am very tired after a five minutes exercise. Yes, you didn't see wrongly. This is because I have not move a muscle for four months. I am listening to Susanna Kwan while typing my first post for my blog. I like her singing. Instead I like most singer from her era. The songs in the 70s are much better than the songs today. If you ask me who is my favourite singer now, I couldn't even name one singer. My favourite songs are all oldies. You might think I am old but to tell you the truth, I am not. I just love songs from the 30s to 80s. I grow up listening to Zhou Xuan, Bai Guang, Alan Tam, Danny Chan songs. I can't find beautiful songs from today singers. Worst still, Hongkong young singers cannot sing. Imagine the hottest Twin can't even hold a tune. Thanks God now they are gone for good. Thanks Edison.