BEWARE

Days before Monday, I have been thinking through if I should really trust her again as our relationship has been well again. I mean the anger in me had been resolved I do not know since when. No matter how, she brought a lot of unhappiness and challenges in to my life. I was once gone mad because of the poor stress management. Stress from her. Sigh...

But now I won't be like before. I will never ever go back to be like that again.

The tonnes of lies and stories that she made up out of no where and the problems that she had created since the day she came to work with us really freak me out and lately something happened again. Though I'm not involved. I'm reminded, especially today, that I should not get too close with her or trust her fully.

I need wisdom to judge what's right and wrong. I need wisdom so that I will not fall into her trap. I really need to be careful. I don't want to get myself hurt. I also bear in mind that as long as I'm doing what is right, she will not have a chance to trap me. Even if she does, the truth will be revealed one day and God will be fair to the innocent.

Well, I should thank her also. The challenges that she placed in my life changed me. The circumstances transformed me to be a stronger and more steady person. This helped me realised that trials will make us smarter and stronger and I truly believe that all things are possible. And the righteous will never ever be defeated by the evil.

Well, there is still minor fear in me. Everything will be fine I bet!!! Hmm...

Long lost song from my phone and my PC!!!

You Are Not Alone

I am not really MJ's fans. But I was and is still attracted to a few of his songs which were related to wolrd peace and children etc. However, tonight when I was having supper out there, this song filled my heart with comfort and assuring me that I am really not alone. That night I really felt so so so lonely till I cried. Sound silly I know. I just don't know why I was feeling so lonely suddenly.

My Happy Diary :)

Last Sunday, I started this Happy Diary with the kids. I'm not sure what really make them happy. They maybe writing because I asked them to write. I asked them to think of three things that make them happy this whole week. I guess three things is not too much for a week though. Anyway, this is one that I find it very true from the kid. He is not standard 5. I bet he knows what he is writing. Haha... And he was being funny too. The 3rd thing that made him happy he wrote "Happy because never got H3N2." He was really trying to be funny. This diary is the most creative one. He drew a few trees there with the letter Y. He's my ex- student's brother. Hehe... My partner and I had listed him in the most creative category.

The objective of writing this happy diary is to promote positive thinking. This is a good reminder and practice for myself too. It helps me to be able to concentrate on happy and motivating things rather than those that cause me a lot of headaches. I hope that all of us will make this a habit so that we can live a healthier life emotionally and then physically.

A song with my "name"

Vincent, long time did not hear you sing :P

Those were the Days

This was one of the boys whom I had taught for 4 years in the Sunday class. How did it happen? I am not sure. Usually we will only teach each group for the most 2 years. Since they were standard 2 I was already their teacher. This group of boys were the most challenging ones for me as I was quite new, lazy and not resourceful during that time. Can you imagine they are now 13 years old. Hmm... I miss those days!

This boys is especially special because he acted like adult when he was standard 3. Every time he entered the classroom, he will sure give me a hand shake and then said "long time no see." I was quite afraid of him during that time because he is too friendly and warmth. He even felt unhappy when I had a hair cut those days.

A few of my friends and I brought them to Kledang Hill one day. We walked together and whenever we took pictures, he will sure stand either next to me or behind me. I was like trying to avoid him. I just did not feel comfortable about it. I told my partner about it and asked her to observed and she agreed with me. Maybe that was his way of showing preference.

They left me at 11 years old. They were promoted to another class. I miss them SO much. I was too used to their noises and their mischievousness. I loved them and I'm still loving them. I really hope that they will remember me.