Please go back to where you belong

Hmm... This is a dog which came to our center as a shelter for itself. It came on Thursday and I was kinda lost. It refused to leave the center and it just stayed under the sink where our children wash hands and brush teeth. We were very afraid that the children would accidentally step on it's tail or whatever. When we got near it, it'll wag its tail and it's a tame dog.

I really cannot let it continue to stay around our place because it's not hygienic to have it there as the children are weak. Who knows, the dog may carry some germs or sickness or whatever that's bad for our kids. So I called up a parent who would have a chain. I borrowed it from her and chained it at the back gate. When my class finally finished, I took it out to the main gate and chased it way. It refused to walk to the main gate. It just braked there and did not want to move at all. Managed to push it and pull it with the help of Michelle and the guard. So I thought it was the end of the dog chapter. Guess what?! It came back and stayed at the same place yesterday! Oh man!!!

I really scratched my head and I chose to ignore it. It really stayed there without walking around the whole day until we dismissed from work. I hope it will leave when we get back to work on Monday! Sigh... Frankly when I chased it away the other day, I was quite upset. Sigh... It became the lime light in the center. Most kids love it but some are afraid of it. What should I do?

A day began with much harassments, with many tests of patience. Don't you know that I've already got used to it. I just do not you pulling my shirt suddenly and always do not wanna let go. My face turned "black" when this was done to me. Hmm... What do you want?! But today was the first time you wanted me to pull you up from the floor. It was the first time after so many years.

You kept laughing and I did not think that it was funny at all. Didn't you notice that nobody laughed with you? Were you laughing at me, thinking that I'll lose the battle and you will always win? No, not this time. I got you to pick up every single thing that you threw, remember? You think you win? Dream on!

Some times silly thoughts came to my mind. Like this one, today I was teaching her and she kept on "abusing" me. I was like "what's new?" And my spirit was tempted to have a "spirit fight" with her. Erm... I do not know what's "spirit fight", I simply name it and some times she could feel what I was thinking and then she will challenge me. Only both of us will know. She is very good at it some how. I've been so careful but she finally got her chance to harass me!

Okla, okla! You win!

sssrrrrr....OUCH!

Today is the 4th day I took out the dressing of my finger. It's still not straight. It's still like that. My skin looked molded and it was stinky. Started physio and it's exposed to danger everyday. The first day I accidentally hurt my finger when I was bathing. 3 times in a row. Second day which was Monday, my finger was accidentally hit by one of my students with a wooden stick and beads right on the most painful part. I did expressed my pain. Third day my finger was twisted by Kenny when I put my hand around his shoulders. Fourth day, which is today, it's safe and sound as I do not need to work :)


It's still swollen and when the skin started healing, the skin peeled slowly. When my skin was so thin and when I need to do physio, it's darn pain as i need to press on it. It felt like burnt. After applying Skin Repair lotion last night, it looks so much better than this today! I think it is considered healed when the pain is gone. So before the pain is gone, I must do more so that it'll be straighter.

Even after I'd straightened it on the table. The swollen part still can be seen. This part is So painful even when I swing my hand. Hoping that tomorrow will be a safe day for my finger. Hmm... I'm not really afraid of the children. I'm more afraid of the parents because they are very tension. When they think that their children intended to reach my finger, they will have a lot of actions which will hurt my finger more seriously. I wanted to tell them but then sigh... All I can do is to be more careful. I know it's a normal and spontaneous reaction from them. If I were them, I maybe like that too.

It's my Dear mum's birthday

It's my mum's birthday today! As usual I bought a cake for her. I do not know since when I started buying cakes for my family members during their "big" day. That's why she was expecting a cake from me today. Kok Ming asked why not wait for wan sian to come back? I feel that it will lose the meaning to celebrate after the actual date and because I know my mum was anticipating for this moment to come. So better do it to prevent the salt to lose it's saltiness.

Well, the happiest person will be Wan Keen though. As she grows older she finally know that other's birthday cakes are not for her to blow. She waited mum to blow. She finally understands that everyone has a birthday.

So long my Dear girl

One of the students quited our program. At first I do not feel really sad but just worried that she maybe just dump at home without going to school. She's quite a severe case but she understands what we say many times. She won't be coming anymore. Just because of a misunderstanding with another parent and also because the mother does not have time to bring her by herself.

She brought her daughter along yesterday to return the homework that she borrowed from our center. When I finally saw her and knew the fact that I won't be seeing her anymore, my tears swelled. I couldn't hug her as the child doesn't like being cuddled etc. I enjoyed teaching her.

Sigh... Another child gone. Praying hard that God will keep her safe and teach her in His own special way.

A lot of these things happening lately. Maybe this month is the season of sadness and season of disappointment for the parents that I encounter. Well, I bet things are getting better for the mother that I mentioned last time. She did not look for me to talk yesterday. Thank you God. We have been praying for her almost every day together. Now we are waiting for miracle for another child which bothered me a lot and she always being beaten and pinched by school people. According to that child, it was the PPM who pinched her. Sigh... Her naughtiness is unbearable even for my most patient colleague. How can other people tolerate her then? Sad!

Herod's Attitude

I read something which made me try to change my attitude when I go to church on Sundays. In Luke 23 if I'm not mistaken, I read about Herod, who wanted to see Jesus for a long time. He hoped to see Jesus perform miracles as his entertainments. He was disappointed because when he saw Jesus, Jesus was in chains. He couldn't perform any miracles.

In the Devotion part of what I'd read, the writer says,

" Herod reminds me of a lot of Christians. One recent survey suggests that people shop for churches as for a commodity. They check out the agencies. They ask about the preaching. They find out who goes to the church. They listen critically to the choir. Are there enough activities for children? For teens?

Even then all too many come on Sunday and go away disappointed, because for some reason God or the preacher didn't perform well that day. Like Herod, "hoping for a miracle," and God wasn't putting on a special performance for them that day."

This described some of us. Some times we are disappointed by the speaker, the worship session and etc. Well, we can comment on the speaker of the day and we can even comment on the worship that day. But, I wonder if we should walk out of the church or even stay out when certain people come to the front to talk or when there is a poor speaker speaking language that we can't understand? (It means the speaker goes round and round the garden but finds himself in the maze at the end)

The writer continues,

" Can we see this flaws in ourselves? Have we ever stopped to think that church isn't suppose to be entertaining? Church is to be a gathering place for a community of faith; a company of men and women who worship the crucified Saviour, and who commit themselves to minister to a lost and suffering mankind."

Though I seldom walk out half way during the worship, I find myself guilty of finding the church as an entertaining place for me. I expect God to perform some miracles during the day some times and some times I sigh when certain people talk too long. My attitude is wrong.
What about you?

22nd Sept 2008

This date is quite a significant date for me and my family. It's the day that Wan Keen will receive her prize for the International Drawing Competition. The ceremony will be held in her school during the assembly. I foresee this will bring a lot of jealousy from some of the troublesome parents in that school. And it's gonna be a very proud thing for the school on the other hand.

This is the day that the Lord has made!

Recently, almost every Tuesday and every Friday I cannot finish my work. Almost every Tuesday and Friday I off work late because one of the mothers was "bugging" me. She needs listening ears and she needs comfort. Before I know that her problem is such serious to her that she broke down in front of me, I was just entertaining her as she always rushes me for the visual cards which I couldn't get it done for her that soon. I just thought that it's another Q and A thing.

Sigh...

She often asked very general questions which I answered her very quickly. Then i quickly finished my work so that I do not have to bring it back home or leave it for another week. That day she broke down suddenly because her son's headmistress refused to let her son to go to K1. Her son is already 5years old and the headmistress wants to keep him in nursery. But his academic skill is much better than quite a lot of normal kids. She was very upset over this and she broke down twice.

There's another child. She has been very "naughty". She kept disturbing people around her and she is very disobedient. Some where is wrong in her life i know. Maybe it's because life without father and life without peers at home that make her attention seeking. Her mother looked very down today and she called me up before I went meeting just now. She asked if I saw any whip mark on her daughter's leg.

She already changed a few schools. It's sad that her mum decided not to let her go school so often as the teachers did not teach in class. They always stay in the TV room. Sigh... Sad!!! It's a tough journey for the special kids. The society rejects them. Even their family members reject them. Parents striving to get them involved but people are trying to segregate them. One side pulls and the other side also pulls. The battle is really not easy!

Wake Up my world!