Moving & Renovation Fund for Harvest Centre, Sentul

I've meant to write about this, but WSL beat me to it. All the better... since she writes better than me :-)

So, no need repeat .... hop over to here .

Just want to add this : I've gone and visited them, and they're really doing amazing work, keeping more than 1000 kids off the streets. There's no discrimination of colour and creed. All are precious....

Thank you for helping.

http://harvestcentre.webs.com/

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Ramblings of a Mom

As Damian becomes a Teenager, the one person I keep having in my mind is ... my Pa.

 

I remember how Pa keep looking into the crib, but refused to carry such a small infant.

I remember when Damian reached his full-moon, and Pa awkwardly carried him and posed for a picture.

I remember how Pa said he gave up smoking because Damian was constantly coughing because of his allergy to ciggy smoke.

I remember Pa taking Damian and Marcus out to the playground so that my sister and I could have a little timeout.

I remember once when I wanted to cane Damian and Pa just whisked him away! Then I threatened Pa that if he doesn't allow me to cane that brat I will cane him [my son, not my Father :-D] harder!! But Pa just drove off to the shops and bought his grandson an ice-cream!

I remember when we first went to USA, how Damian, so tired from jet-lag was crying for his grandfather "I want my kung-kung. I want go back to Malaysia".

I remember how Pa used to save hundred of ringgit in coins and gave it to the grandchildren to be counted and divided amongst themselves. Pa was a good grandfather not only to my Damian, but to all his 13 grandchildren.

 Why the nostalgia? I guess... with kids growing up, I realised that I can't pause time, no matter how much I wanted to. I might have this desire to keep them small, to keep them with me forever.... but that's not possible. They have to grow up. They have to leave the nest one day.

 

Damian turning 13 is just one more step into that direction. I cant stop that, and I do not intend to. What I can do now is to continue to ground him, give him roots, and at the same time, strengthen his wings. He'll fly away one day. And I hope.... that he'll also learn to fly home once in a while.

 

Just like what Pa gave us......

 

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Strenth for a friend

A friend's father passed away yesterday. He was a victim of H1N1. So sudden, so sad. I visited him in ICU on Monday & Tuesday. No, I did not know him, but it's more to give support and comfot to RR.

I feel bad that I can't make it to the funeral. I feel sd that I can't go to her and hug her and hold her hands and comfort her. But I think she understands. I think she understands that certain commitments can't be broken.

I pray for strength for her, and may she and her family be comforted.

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Kindness and Payment.

Just switched on the TV to AXN. "Caught on Camera" was on. A young man just helped a hobo and then all of a sudden, he has an epilesy attack.  Another hobo was passing by, and instead of helping him the hobo robbed him!!! The whole incident was caught on a traffic camera.


Someone saw the incident and sent the young man to the hospital where he later recovered. The young man said that this incident taught him that 'Kindness does not pay"

How sad......

I refused to believe that.

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Bad Hair Day

Damian came home from school yesterday with this :

His friend stuck a blu-tack on him!

And then couldn't get it out.

In a stroke of  'genius-ness',

they decided to use ice to freeze the blu-tack

and then yank it out!!!!!

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Dirt Sense

Fan  A - in maid's room

Fan  B - in kitchen

What's the difference between Fan A and Fan B?
According to the maid, she washed them both at the same time, a week ago!!!!

The only conclusion I could come up with is this:

"All the dust and dirt that enters the house decided to fly immediately to the maid's room and attached themselves to FAN A in her room!"

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