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Friday, May 23, 2008
Yo Peeps, it is finally the long-awaited june holidays but it is a dilemma...on one hand it may be a long break for us to catch up with school work and some time for relaxation, however throughout the entire holiday there are so many things to be done...planning a camp is never an easy task...completing all the homework needs time...finish reading all the storybooks needs constant patience and of course time...These eventually made the holiday quite undesirable...Wiht all the activities on hand, I am only able to squeeze out 20 days to do my own things (including homework >.<)...Argh...I haven't even complete my "Dou Niu yao bu yao" discs and I still have many more dramas to go...looks like I would have to give them up for the sake of my studies...sad...Yup on the topic of sad...today just got back the report book...got L1R4 of 14 and L1R5 of 19...this is really lower than my expectations...this may appear good to some but it may also at the same time look bad enough for some...I would like to get a L1R5 of maximum 15...hope that I can work towards this goal...jiayouss!!!...For this afternoon's meeting...almost got punished...sad...waited so long for the meeting to start...realise that planning a camp is really no laughing matter...seriously...I really hope that this camp can run smoothly...and even is there will be hiccups, it will not be too great...How i wish I have one of CJ 7...I mean the real one...haha  |
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Friday, May 09, 2008
Wow!!! Isn't that incredible, exams are over, yeah!! But the results are still the terrifying part:( No matter what are the results, isn't it the most important to enjoy ourselves first after the 2 weeks of strenous revision? Of course the answer is YES! haha...Just had a great game of badminton with Evan, Dean, Swee Siang and Kuo Zun...Sad that Evan have to leave early...but it's okay...I will keep u updated with what are the interesting stuff that happened...Really quite sorry to Swee Siang...keep "suaning" u just now...really no offence just want to spice up the atmosphere...Sorry...Yupps played all the way from 1.30pm to 5.30pm non-stop (okay, there are breaks in between)...After that Evan go liao, Kuo Zun also go liao...we continue playing then all of us really exhausted liao so want to go home...Swee Siang go different route as us so we split up...Saw the swing and went to play for a while...really nice...very long never play liao mar...All aches now...use too much force liao...but it was really a nice game...Hope that there are still many opportunities like this in the future...K, tha's abt it...Have a good night's rest and get ready for fun time tmr...It's really time to enjoy now...Nite peeps:) |
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Sunday, May 04, 2008
I really felt that this particular story was especially touching and meaningful so I thought it would be nice to share with all of u and better still if u guys could convey this story to ur mother and let them know how noble and appreciated they are...This is how the story goes... EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say 'Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry.' This was Mother's First Lie. As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten, My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, 'Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish.' This was Mother's Second Lie. Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes, which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, 'Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning.' Mother smiled and said 'Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired.' This was Mother's Third Lie. When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said 'Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!'. This was Mother's Fourth Lie. After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying 'I don't need love.' This was Mother's Fifth Lie. After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, 'I have enough money.' That was Mother's Sixth Lie. I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me 'I'm not used to high living.' That was Mother's Seventh Lie. In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, 'Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain.' That was Mother's Eighth Lie. Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL! M - O - T - H - E - R 'M' is for the Million things she gave me, 'O' means Only that she's growing old, 'T' is for the Tears she shed to save me, 'H' is for her Heart of gold, 'E' is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them, 'R' means Right, and right she'll always be, Put them all together, they spell 'MOTHER' a word that means the world to me.For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful. |
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