Toy Museum 5-- Starwars

Toy Museum 4-- Batman

It's very hard to take Batman's pictures because it's placed in a cupboard with glass. So it's really hard to shoot a full size one. The reflection is too great because batman is in black.

Toy Museum 3-- Superman & Spiderman

Toy Museum 2-- Pirates of the Carribean

Toy Museum 1--The Barbies

DreamZzz...

Last night I had a dream. It was like a drama style which involved people that I know. Sad thing is I forgot who were they and what issue were they dealing with. When my alarm rang, I got up with an impression like this:

What if your parents are not your parents?
What if your siblings are not yours?
What if your wife/ husband is not your wife/ husband?
What if your work is not gonna be yours anymore?
What if your friends all leave you?
What if...my world falls apart?
*Heh, sounds familiar I know, but it's appropriate for me to use it here eh!*

I really do not know what had happened in my dream that I had this impression. Well, it's OK. This is good because this brought me back to the issue of WHAT IS YOUR IDENTITY? and WHO ARE YOU?
I used to hate these questions because I found it hard to answer. Many times, I was asked these questions. Many of us do not know our identity, well maybe I can tell people that I'm who and who's friend/ daughter/sister. I can also tell where I'm working and what is my nature of work. I can tell them about my interests and my general background. Oh well, these show who I am, no doubt.

When I think deeply, these are only part of me. People find out who I am seeing the way I portray myself, the way I work. They start to find out more about me. They start to see my strength and my weakness. This is what people see. For myself, I would say that I'm a lost soul before I know Christ. I seriously did not know where and what I'll be heading to. Am I here on earth just to fill the space? I don't want to be here just to fill up the space.

Right now, even if I may not know what will happen to me 5 years down the road, I'm secured because I know that God will show me the way and help me when I'm standing at the crossroad. My purpose of life is described in Matthew 28:18- 20. It's about the great commission. Am I doing it? When the Lord shows me, I'll do it. And I'll not be able to do it when I'm overcome by fear!

How would I answer these questions? Frankly, I still do not have a straight forward answer. But I know that I live for a purpose and I am more than a conqueror. * I'm stuck with this quote after the Sunday School Training Workshop *wink* I belong to God even when my world falls apart, He stands forever and ever!

Please Welcome... Fuwa 3, Huan Huan

This was taken when Wan Keen was colouring Huan Huan. Huan Huan took part in shooting :)
Yeah, this picture was done yesterday evening. This time, I taught her to add in background. She filled the whole art block with guidance. She needs guidance to colour gently. She complained tired when she was asked to do that.

No bad, her Huan Huan looks nice. Hmm... Next one will be Ying Ying. Not sure what she wants Ying Ying to take part. She has not told me yet. Let's see... I think tomorrow she will draw one as I'll be free to guide her. It's holiday! I'll enjoy my Monday because the rest of the week will be very hectic. I have one colleague less and one volunteer more. Tomorrow will be the first day for the volunteer so nothing much he can do besides observing and tagging. Hope I'll have enough time to brief him roughly.

FUWA

These two are Wan Keen's new proper drawings :) Proper because she will do it properly and neatly when there is somebody sitting next to her. Her coloring skill is bad but after attending her art class, she improved. She is very happy to draw. No bad behavior at all. She just loves it so much. She can sit and colour for hours unless I make noise that annoys her :P


Here's another one. This is Archery in case you cannot see. She fell in love to these Fuwa! She thought of what she wanted to draw then tell me and then I guided her verbally. Hmm... Actually one of these will be given to the Pengarah of the Jabatan Pendidikan Negeri, if I did not remember wrongly.

The next thing that she wanna draw will be Shooting. The next Fuwa will be Huan Huan. She likes Bei Bei alot! She was so disappointed because during the opening of the Olympics, she couldn't see the Fuwa! We kept telling her to stay tuned to look at the Fuwa jumping up and down, BUT... Sad for her also...

Wan Keen, Wan Keen...

Umm... It's still crooked. Sigh..It's pain without the wood to support. I can't see the original hand anymore. This add to my beautiful life- puzzle. Hmm... I will not forget what is Frisbee for the rest of my life as this is a gift from that round thing. Probably it will stay like now, crooked for the rest of my life. No big deal, but this bothers me much.

It was clothed with a new clothe? haha... According to Kok Ming, this will make my finger more comfortable, it became bigger and clumsier too. It'll take me another one or two weeks. Then only see how.

This morning, I suddenly thought of Jesus' wounds and how much He had endured and suffered even after all the whippings etc. His wounds were exposed to the air, to the sun or water and dust. How can my pain compare to the pain that is really called pain?
There's no greater love than His love and there's no greater pain than the pain that He had gone through.

Whatever God has given, use it before it is too late. Appreciate every single part of our body, everything that is around us, even things that seem unimportant to us at the moment. When we lose it, we will know the importance of that thing or even people.

Look, does it look robotic? I do not like it on my finger! Not because it looks ugly, it's because i can't function well.

26082001-26082008

Yo! It's 26th Aug 2008.

26th Aug 2001 was the first day of our courtship. Yeah, it's the 7th year today! Well, we did not celebrate this day on purpose. And not every year we remember this date. Haha... Some times I remember, some times I don't.

This year I did and he did. Nothing really special. I remember our first date was in KL. I was studying and he came to visit me. he explored the way to my college and after my last lecture of the day, we went to a hawker center for dinner I think. When we were having out meal, the sky became very dark and the wind blew like tornado. The hawker stalls were blown away (they actually rolled away because of the strong wind). And the stalls hit each other so we can hear the glass breaking sound. It was so scary until I asked God," Are you telling me that I shouldn't start with him?"

It was so dramatic. Hahaha... But thank God for him who has been and still supporting me though we failed each other many times. Thank God for giving us a forgiving heart too.

Second Injury

It's straighter when I put it on a flat surface.

This was what happened to me. I couldn't recall how it happened. I can only remember a great pain rushed in after the score. Yes! It was Frisbee again, this time is on my finger. The Frisbee hit my finger after the score. After I caught the Frisbee, my finger went crooked. It was so painful that I kept holding it and rubbing it, trying to make it straight again.

I was kinda worry about it. I told one of them but he did not really bother. He asked me to show Kok Ming. Well, it's Ok. I just wanted to release my worries because I couldn't make it straight no matter how. One of the girls helped me rub my finger also, trying to make it straight again. Kok Ming was still playing football.

After another few games, Kok Ming passed by, I showed him. He pulled it so hard to make it straight, it was so painful until I beat him. I tried to make it straight as he told me to until the game ended. But it was still very painful. It was even more painful after the game. I couldn't stop frowning.

When I lifted my palm, this ring man just couldn't relax himself.

The bruise started to appear. Still crooked and it was getting worse. Until I met Kok Ming, he went to Pharmacy to get bandage and stuff. Then he bandaged my finger. He needed to press the crooked part to make it straight like the tongue depressor. Oh man, I yelled because of the pain. I yelled because of pain for the first time.

I tried hard to control and to endure because I did not want to make him nervous as he loves me. It's hard to see your loved ones in pain. Phew! This bothers me so much because I'm afraid that that part of my finger cannot bend anymore. My motor skill is already very bad. I really do not hope to become worse.

My ligament is torn according to Kok Ming, still under observation, but most probably no fracture, hope so!

I can really, really feel what the Bible describes, when one part of your body suffers, all parts suffer together. It's SO real to me now. This finger seems unimportant, in fact it's quite important. It's hard to turn the knob of the door without this finger; it's hard to unbutton when I need to go toilet; it's hard to type; it's hard to hold things especially heavy things; children are curious about it and some of them thought it's a new toy and started pulling it; I couldn't carry tables etc. SAD!

Thanks to my colleagues who helped me a lot today. It was a hectic day. All of us were so busy! I claimed to be observant but only today I knew that when I need to go out of a room, I need to use my left hand to turn the knob. And when I need to go in, I gotta use my right hand to turn it or press it. I did not know before this. There are many others things that we left out, we miss just because we are too used to our way of life. We become less sensitive towards certain things and we maybe too fast in our action that we miss God's whisper.

I always admire babies and toddlers. They are very sensitive and alert. Their eyes can actually see what we can't see or what we do not bother to see or hear or whatever. Toddlers tend to pick up things and put into their mouths. They can see very tiny dirt on the floor before any adults can see it. Usually when adults see it is when they notice their kids chewing something or when they see them putting their finger into their mouths.

Maybe we should learn from the kids. Heard of kids' instinct? They have this special gift which they can sense how you are feeling especially towards them. If you are afraid of them, they will tend to bully you. If you do not like them, they can also feel it. If you reject them in your heart, they can also feel it. I'm not sure why they can do that. Maybe they are so pure, not like us, being polluted by fear, pride and etc.

Let's have a child's like heart and a child's like faith together!

Lee Chong Wei...

Yay! Finally Malaysia got a medal. Thanks to Lee Chong Wei. Thanks for the effort. As I was watching the match last night, knowing that he wouldn't be able to do defeat his opponent, a question popped up in my mind," Chong Wei, do you feel lonely?" There were so many China supporters and they were cheering for Lin Dan so loudly. I'm really not sure how would he feel. Well, pressure definitely.



I think he also knew that we Malaysians or everybody else had no faith in him to win this game. However he did not give up, he made many mistakes though. He was blanked and he was helpless when Lin Dan smashed him a few times. He was really lost, seeking help from his couch. I'm still very proud of him. At one time he used Lin Dan's technique to score 1 point. I was laughing in front of the TV. I'm still very proud of him.

keep it up!!!

To You

Here I stand forever in

Your mighty hand

Living with Your promise

Written on my heart



I am Yours

Surrendered wholly to You

You set me in Your family

Calling me Your own



Now I

I belong to You

Lord I need

Your Spirit Your word Your truth

Hear my cry my deep desire

To Know You more



In Your name

I will lift my hands

To the King

This anthem of praise I bring

Heaven knows

I long to love You

With all I am

I belong to You

Whatever I have, whatever I am, whatever I have and had done, I still belong to Him. He will forgive me before I can forgive myself for the wrong doings. It's hard to believe that He takes me so seriously. No one on earth can love me like how He does. I belong to Him forever. Nothing can change this fact. Indeed all I need now is His Spirit, His Word and His truth. So that I can stand up again after the fall.

Still

Have mercy upon me, O God,
According to Your lovingkindness;
According to the multitude of Your tender mercies,
Blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
And cleanse me from my sin (Psalm 51:1-2).

The Love of A Little Boy

I was walking around in a Target store,
when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back..

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him:
''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied:
''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.

'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes
while she went to look around.
She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him
and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus
would bring it to her after all,
and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly.
'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now.

I have to give the doll to my mommy
so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this.
'My Sister has gone to be with God.

Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too,
so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said:
'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet.
I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him
where he was laughing.

He then told me
'I want mommy to take my picture with her
so she won't forget me.'

'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me,
but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy.
'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it.

There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'

Then he looked at me and added,
'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God
to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll,
so that mommy could give it to my sister.
He heard me!''

'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy,
but I didn't dare to ask God for too much.
But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.

'' 'My mommy loves white roses.'

A few minutes later,
the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago,
which mentioned a drunk man in a truck,
who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away,
and the mother was left in a critical state.
The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine,
because the young woman would not be able
to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy,
I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses
and I went to the funeral home
where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see
and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin,
holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy
and the doll placed over her chest..

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever...
The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still,
to this day,
hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second,
a drunk driver had taken all this
away from him.

This was a story a friend forwarded to me. I just read and I thought it's touching. A love of a little boy. It's so sincere and pure.

The JOKER

We finally watched The Dark Knight. Hmm...This movie is so serious.


It's frightening at times because of the Joker and his knife. My mind kept imagining how his mouth is being cut until like this. And I hate the way he talk. The way he licks his lips and talks and licks and talks. Ew...


Before I went I really couldn't recall the story. All I could remember was the Joker, batman's costume, his car and that's all.

The role of Joker caused me to think of people with mental health problem which near to the Joker's (Schizophrenia) or some people with depression etc. They are just very good at playing mind games. I'm really amazed. I do not have much knowledge about this sickness etc. But I've met a person like this but she's different from the Joker.

This friend of mine is having depression and she is on medication. I've known her for many years. And I've witnessed how she played with people's mind. Some how I couldn't imagine how this person can have energy or the mind to cause division, to hurt others etc.

And the best thing is she can always find other's weak point easily. She just has that instinct so accurately. This kinda people is not only hurting others, deep inside them, I guess they are the most hurt. Just that they are lost. They couldn't find themselves. They couldn't identify their feelings or maybe their hearts already grow cold. It's an useful survival skill though.

Just like some people, they do not mean to tell lies, but in order to survive, they need to do that. Some times, they do not even realize what they are doing is wrong.

This also make me feel that we should care for each other more. Well, if there's love and proper guidance, the chances to fall into this is less? I'm really not sure.

The Incredible Hulk

Lately I really feel that my emotion is not quite stable. I can be easily affected by little things like the burnt monitor and what had happened yesterday and the week before.

Many times my emotions will be stirred when I was being accused. I get frustrated when I see things being carried out wrongly and unethically, yet I do not know how to handle. Confrontation was made and warning was sent. I stressed myself too much until I burst like a volcano. Yeah, I did not handle my stress well.

I thought of the Incredible Hulk when I was thinking about myself. I cannot be provoked. I may not be able to control myself to certain extent. I need a heartbeat manager also. Like what the Incredible Hulk has. I need it to alarm myself. When the watch starts beeping, I gotta walk away. If not I'll fall into temptation-- to be angry. Sigh... Well, is there any gadgets like that? I'm really not sure.

Every human appears normal when things go smooth. Like Bruce Banner in his movie. Before he transforms into a Hulk. He looks as normal as anybody else. Hmmm...

Some time down the road, human face certain problem which seems above their level of patience, they become like the Hulk. Ugly isn't it?

Yeah, this is about self control. We need to handle our emotions. The heartbeat manager is a tool to help him control himself. What about us? What tools or gadgets do we have to control our emotion? For me, I have God. No matter how many times I failed to love the unlovely, failed to practice patience and failed to be slow to anger, He never fail to keep pushing me to love, to be patient and to have self control. He keeps teaching me, molding me to become better. Despite what had happened and what is gonna happen, He still wants me to love, to forgive and to have self control.

Well, clear enough, God is the "gadget" that will be able to help me do what is right and to control my emotions from doing silly things. I may have done crazy things, He still loves me which nobody else can do. He corrects me when I have negative thoughts. He makes me brave to be responsible of what I've done and to face the situations no matter how hard! He's the best "gadget" that I was looking and I found!

The Super Hero and the Hero

Yesterday was a terrible day for me. During lunch hour I went out to bank and to photostat some worksheets for my students. I was quite tempted to eat KFC nuggets and I thought of Steven boy, so I planned to get him a set of Chicky Meal and a set of nuggets for myself. So after running all the errant and got the KFC, I started my journey to send the Chicky Meal to Steven boy.

When I reached the junction to the left which is opposite Pasar Bina, I saw two indian guys, secondary school boys. One was riding on the motorcycle and the other was cycling. I couldn't remember clearly but one of their legs were on the motorcycle (or the bicycle). *Shrug*
I wanted to turn left and they were heading straight, so I did not bother to honk them or whatever that I may need to do to warn them that it's dangerous to PLAY on the road. I went my way.

Who knows, when I was waiting for my turn to turn, *bang* Guess what? The guy who was riding on the bicycle knocked the back of my car. Of course he fell down and he got up very quickly. I was shocked and I stayed blur awhile. I did not even go down to check my car. They are just students and I was in a hurry. I was like, what the... What kinda stunts were they trying to do! I did not even scold them or stare at them.

So there I went, heading to Kok Ming's house. Once I reached, I quickly grabbed the bags of things and went down. *Ding Dong* His brother came out to open the gate and I went in to pass the things to Steven boy. Aunt kept asking me to take dessert but I was in a hurry. I did not even say hi to Kok Ming, he was back home to rest during lunch hour. Quickly I went out of the house and ready to go. Guess what?

Oh man, I locked my door with my key in the car and with the engine on man! My phone was left inside, the worksheets and my nuggets. Oh man! I was so nervous already and I went to Kok Ming, then called my mum and he sent me back to work. Oh man, my dad came after a few minutes and Kok Ming sent him to rescue my car. Sigh... I lost my appetite. I used to have a spare key in my wallet but I lost it few months ago.

Before 1.30pm, everything was done. Thank God! So work went well and dinner with family went well and the movie went well until I got home. Until I wanted to online. Oh man, my monitor burnt. I tried to rescue it by unplugging and plugging it again and again, but still... It's certified at 0030, 2nd August 2008.

But Kok Ming sent me his this early morning because I was too upset of my day.

At night when I was in bed, the bugs/beetles just would not let me sleep in peace. They were knocking themselves towards the little lamp I had. I was so annoyed until I got up and on the light. Then only less bug bugging the small lamp. Phew... What a day!

But I know for sure that the HERO of the day was Kok Ming and the SUPER hero was and is God. Yeah, I know God will always make our path straight. Just that, we need to have little bit more faith.

E-lephant

These are Wan Keen's elephant. She made them with dough after watching the National Geographic kind of program on the TV. She is really good at it. Except the second one, the others really look quite real to me. She bought this dough from school with RM0.10. Hahaha... Yeah, it's impossible to get it at such cost. So the next day my mum went to school to ask the bookshop keeper. He said he had no choice but to sell to her at that price, because she was crying. Hahaha... That's so wrong.

People pampered her a lot in school. Many people pity her because she is trapped in this kinda problem- her Autism, but doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything about social or anything about life. She is smart enough to use crying to get what she wants. Kids are like that, aren't they? Crying is their weapon.
So mum got her to pay back the shop keeper the right amount of money. Then the next day, mum gave her more money so that she will have enough to buy other things on her own. And kept reminding her not to buy when she has no money. Hopefully she already understood this concept. Hmm...

When the elephants are traveling in the dark... E-lephant... E-lephnat... She always sings that and then laughs non- stop. hahaha...

This drink is from Singapore. The packaging is creative but the drinks inside is not that attractive la. You can check the ingredients to find out what drinks is that. I got it from 7-eleven. There's another one called "Anything?". It's carbonated drinks. i was quite not happy with what I got because I forgot to check. I got the most common one- Chrysanthemum Tea. Disappointed...

When you feel like saying "Whatever", drink whatever.