Reading Makes A ..............

My penchant for books has not faded.

Yesterday, after coming back from a bookstore in KL, my heart was pounding fast..... exuberantly, I got all the household chores done as soon as possible as my mind was very focused on one thing......... the books which I had just bought.

So, relentlessly (despite the rather extraordinarily quiet night), I spent the entire peaceful night reading a book.......... from cover to cover.

It was simply enlightening ..........

Yellow

I like yellow.

I like black too!

And green..............

Plus I can't differentiate the colour of the clothes worn by others. They all look the same, to me.

But I still like yellow.

Passwords

Help!

I have tonnes of passwords to manage and to remember!

Helpppppppppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maggi Mee

Sometimes I feel like eating the Maggi noodles. This food or rather 'poison' was forbidden in my family as I was growing up. Thanks to my parents.

However, in order to survive (especially during my varsity years) I had to resort to this noodles. When I had to go for field trips (which would mean a few days away from home) with my lecturer and course-mates, I had to face the hardships of reality ( hunger pangs hit me too hard for me to hold on to my principles of abstaining myself from taking this 'poison').

So, that was before.

Now, I am free to decide when to have it. Mmm, perhaps tonight!

Cats

In 1978 when I first had to live 'independently' in a hostel, my main concern was 'who would take care of my cats at home'?

My love for cats remained indisputably strong despite the fact that I didn't have any pet for many years after that.

However, stray cats seem to know my address, whether I am in Australia or Rawang........

To all the cats who love me unconditionally, I do adore you!

It Takes Two To Tango

One of the fears that teenagers face is the fear of not having a true friend to share their secrets with.

Maybe an adult like me never really has to think of it as I have my family members to turn to.

But teenagers are not the same. They are selective of their own family members for (another) fear of being laughed at. In short, they may end up feeling helpless........

So, parents out there.... and a reminder to me..... try ask our children if there is anything they wish to share with us. After a 1000 no's , they might say 'yes'. Hence, keep trying.... give them the opportunity to open up.......... and learn to keep our mouth shut while they relate to us their experience / problems.

They do have one.

Thank You, My Child!

When a student greets me, I (painstakingly) try to see who is this beautiful child, who cares to acknowledge me; as lately it can be a rarity to be greeted by students whom you do not teach.

Sometimes, there is an added bonus when this child is actually looking at me, with a smile on her/his face.

It is so @@@@ simple, and it is not expensive either. But my heart always praises the child's parents and family members who have educated the child to have such good manners.

Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed or stolen,

for it is something that is no earthly good to anybody

till it is given away.....

and it is just a smile..........

To The Other Considerate Drivers , Bravo!

Mum cutting her birthday cake

In JB

It's a 'jalan-jalan' weekend.

On Friday, right after I was done with my school work, I hurriedly went to KFC to buy some lunch. By the way, it was my hero's birthday , hence, I should get something other than the usual rice and lauk for lunch.

We loaded every single piece of baggage into the car and off we went 'balik kampong'. It was also my mum's birthday! So, I stopped at Alor Gajah town to get a beautiful cake for her. Unfortunately, my cake was outshone by the other cakes bought by my brother and my sister-in- law. Anyhow, mum was glad I took the trouble to come back on her birthday.

The next morning we headed to Johore Bharu to visit Aisyah. Needless to say, she was thrilled to see us. There was no cake for her birthday, but Aisyah was already on cloud nine!

Sadly, we left for Tampin later that evening. I was simply exhausted and after half-an-hour nap, I went to Tampin Giant supermarket to buy dinner. As the whole family were gathered at the dining table, I could not help thinking that despite the simple dinner, every one was happy....

We rushed back to our lovely home early in the morning (thanx to all the other drivers who decided to stay at home while I was speeding on a Sunday morning, thank you, thank you!) to attend the 'Hari Kecemerlangan Ilmuwan' at SAMER. As soon as I took my seat in the hall, I dozed off..........until just before my daughter's name was called. What a miracle!