STORY GALLERY

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Malaysia
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身为马来西亚人民,我们都在这个文化大熔炉中长大。我们当中有许多人不止会说一种语言或方言,虽然我们常常忽略这些语言或方言。实际上,大多数的马来西亚人民都希望你能够根据不同的情况,而使用不同的语言进行交谈。 我本身在槟城长大,我们周围的人会说福建话,像我妈妈的福建话就说得非常流利。至于我的福建话则是从朋友那里学习的,以作为我与他们之间更有效的沟通方式。时至今日,我发现福建话无论在我的社交生活和工作上,都带来了极大的帮助。 身为一名印度籍穆斯林,我出门时都会戴着头巾。由于我的外表,人们总认为我是马来人,当我用马来语或英语与他们交谈时,他们并不会感到意外。 但当我开始说泰米尔语时,事情就开始变得有趣。你会看到人们脸上浮现出惊讶的表情。然后,当他们听到我讲印地语时(我从电影里学习到的),人们经常会感到惊讶。当我开始用福建话交谈时,他们的下巴就会掉下来。 我觉得这种颠覆人们预期的表现非常有趣。 当我在印度求学的时候,我和同伴们在很多时候都会说马来语,因为非马来西亚人听不懂我们在说什么。我们在语言上的独特优势,让马来西亚学生深感自豪,并有助于我们更加团结。 我的语言能力,已经证明能让我在工作中占有很大的优势。我能够更容易地与不同种族的病患沟通。当年长的病患听到我会说他们的语言时,他们会变得更加放松,也更加舒适。 这里我想到一个有趣的经验。几年前,当我在双溪大年(Sungai Petani)的苏丹阿都哈林医院(Sultan Abdul Halim Hospital)工作时,发生了一件特别有趣的事。我在男病房值班巡视时,碰巧在相连的4张病床躺着一名印度人、一名尼泊尔人、一名华人和一名马来人。 当我开始以泰米尔语与印度病患交谈,隔壁床的老伯(Pakcik)感到震惊。我向他解释说,泰米尔语是我的母语。 当我用印地语和尼泊尔病患交谈时,那位老伯(Pakcik)兴奋地说:“你也能说沙鲁克·汗语(Bahasa Shah Rukh Khan)”。当我开始用福建交谈跟华人叔叔交谈时,老伯(Pakcik)脸上露出的不可思议表情可想而知。 我发现,当人们意识到友族朋友可以说用他们的语言时,他们往往会变得更加友好,这确实有助于彼此的沟通和相互理解,并达到和谐共处。 当然,马来西亚有很多我喜欢的节日。我和其他穆斯林兄弟姐妹一样庆祝开斋节,但也享受着与我印度朋友们聚在一起欢喜地庆祝屠妖节。华人农历新年期间的槟城,总是伴随着漂亮装饰和舞狮表演。说着同样的语言,可以让我更好地沉浸在庆祝活动中。 我认为马来西亚人民真正很幸运。我们拥有如此丰富的文化等待着我们去一一发现。事实上,一整年下来,我们有这么多的节庆,为我们的生活增添了无数的乐趣。 我的兴趣是学习更多的语言,因为这将让我打开更多体验马来西亚多元文化色彩的大门。这可以说,是最好的我。 我对学习语言的兴趣为我打开了许多大门,让我能够在丰富多彩的马来西亚体验不同的生活方式。从很多方面来说,这是对我最好的。 Zawaniah
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I grew up in a single-parent family after my parents divorced when I was 3 years old. I was brought up by my mother, grandmother and sister. My childhood was a difficult time for me as my mother was always busy working while my grandmother took care of us. I grew up very bitter and angry. I first ended up in prison at the age of 17. I didn’t do well in my O Level examinations and had gone to my dad and asked him if he could sponsor another year of school to retake the examinations. My dad turned me down and I got really angry. In my anger and spite, I ended up mixing with bad company and got into drugs. I went to jail for 3 months. I was caught again shortly after my first release. This time, I was sentenced for 15 months. After the second release, I stayed out of prison for about 5 years before ending up in there once more for the third time – sentenced to 24 months in jail. Each time I was in jail, the inmates would always go for religious counselling. I attended the chapel services and bible study sessions led by volunteers and eventually learnt about the bible and God But after I was released the third time, I realised that the longer I was in prison, the more difficult it was for me to adapt outside. Back in those days, ex-offenders did not have many support programmes to turn to like today. When I was released, I ended up feeling very lost. While my mom and sister were always there to support me emotionally, I had difficulties in finding a job as there were no employment support services for ex-offenders back then which led to my financial difficulties. And after 2 years of struggling, I was back in prison for the fourth time. This time, I told myself that I really had to do something about my life. The change really started when I totally surrendered to God, in whatever changes I was willing to make. I even started to study for my O Level examinations again during my time in prison. Before my release, my husband actually asked for my hand in marriage. It was the first time in the prisons that they had to approve a request for an offender to get married while still serving their sentence. The matron actually asked me, “Are you sure you really want to get married when you are still serving your sentence?” I had only served 8 months of my sentence with 20 months to go before release, but we went ahead and got married. After I was released from my last incarceration, we moved into our new flat, and shortly after I was pregnant. Financially, it was very difficult. During those days we didn’t have things like Social Service Offices where we could get support. My husband had to work really hard to support the family. With the arrival of my oldest son, it was even tougher for him as he had to work harder while I took on the role as a full-time housewife. Another big challenge was that both of us were ex-addicts. Because of the people we mixed with, it was always easy to quickly relapse. That’s why we had to cut ties with many old friends whom we have known for many years and start all over again – start life anew. There’s where the support of our loved ones really helped to keep us stable. People like my sister and mother supported me where they could – both financially and emotionally in that sense. My family became my reminder that I was no longer alone, and that I must persevere. God has also helped me through during those difficult years. I’m a Christian and having faith helped me in my recovery. It has actually changed the way I think and the way I want to live. Having positive friends from church have also helped me find the support I need. As of today, I’ve been working in The Turning Point for 6 years. My role is to aid the women with finding employment and using my past experience to encourage them. I also do follow-ups after they leave the program and meet up with them to see how they are coping. My work keeps me going. Working here is a miracle, because this is something I wanted to do for many years. My family is doing very well now too. Now my older son is 28, while my younger one is 26. My older son has completed University and is working and the other one is pursuing his studies overseas. I think my proudest moment so far has been seeing my children growing up. I am also very thankful for my husband, who has been a very strong support to me. We used to take drugs together. But now, we have a healthy family of our own together, all glory to God for his grace and mercy upon my life. At the end of the day, I just feel that there’s hope for us – even with backgrounds like ours. I always tell the girls I work with that there’s always hope and not to see themselves as hopeless or useless. If you are sincere in wanting to work on your recovery, there’s still hope no matter how old you are. No matter what kind of environment you grew up in or where you are at this point, there’s always hope.
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Journey to become the better life Always ask to myself "what i want for life" and " This is enough for me". To be better person for future it's not easy. My journey start for bottom and to get what i want and It's push me a lot. I have big dream and to become a teacher and writer. But it's not enough for me if i not push my self to be a better and better. My journey start like " It's nothing for my life if i continue this journey." I feel nothing, not happy and like " what my life like this,". It's happen for my life. In 2015, I continue my journey after i finish my study in Certificate Information Communication Technology and my journey become worst after i continue my study in Certificate in Early Childhood Education and Diploma Early Childhood Education. This is my passion since i'm child and but the journey it's not what i'am thinking. Start my first semester it's like new journey. It's good start but not really good because start my second semester my life like "Most bad dream ever in my life." My life start trouble with same problem. My course with other course it's totally different because my course it's most trouble and most make people trouble because the attitude. Day by day i realize i need to work hard and never give up. I finish my Certificate at 2017 and after that, i take a break most three months before i continue my diploma with same college in same years. Same thing happen again and this like most hard thing happen in my life. I most struggle to adapt this situation because during my Certificate totally different and you must adapt with diploma student. The lesson it's most hard and really make me not find my true self. I decided to stop my study suddenly because i cannot be like this anymore. But my parents and my sister found this news and them advice to me please think again. But after i think carefully and i decide to continue my study because i really passion and also my dream. During my last semester before i go to internship. Worst thing happen again and it's be life trouble and trouble. I need work into group and for my course we have a lot assessment to do in group and i still remember one subject we need to do drama but it's not really working. I realize i need work really hard to this journey. I need to survive and patient. I survive until finish everything. I did and we must think what we want for life and to catch my dream it's not easy but be passion and keep learning. Nothing easy to get what you want but be passionation. Syafiqah Halim
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For over 20 years of my life, I was in-and-out of prison for all sorts of vices. I committed a lot of crime like fighting, using drugs, gambling and even human trafficking. Each time I got released, I always wanted to make things right. However, I was not able to do so as the urges to go back to my old ways would come almost immediately. Growing up, I was a rebellious and stubborn. I started smoking when I was Primary 6. My studies were also very poor. I don’t know even how but I managed to make it to Secondary school, but that’s when I started to take drugs. I played truant and was never in class due to my frequent trips to Malaysia. I was also always getting into fights and even joined a gang in Secondary 2. When I was 18 and in NS, I was heavily on drugs and also started to rebel even more. I had beaten up officers and was sent to detention for assault and drugs offences. After which, the army discharged me. From then on, I got worse and worse, and started to take all sorts of drugs. When I was in prison, I met a friend who told me there wasn’t any point in taking drugs to earn money. That’s when I stopped doing drugs, took alcohol and started the human trafficking business for sex workers. I eventually got caught for that too. When my father passed away, I went back to doing drugs. But this time, I was taking more potent drugs as my old group of friends had come to attend the wake. This resulted in my intestines bursting. Eventually I hit my lowest point in 1999. I had taken Ice and it made me hallucinate. I felt like I was hopeless, nobody trusted me, and I could not trust anybody. I felt like a failure and tried to end my life. If my mom did not come over to my place to look for me, I would have died on that very day. It was at this point that I had met a friend who told me to go IMH or a halfway house to seek help. I did and also told myself that I would give myself another chance. That’s where I got introduced to HighPoint, which provided me a 1-year program to get better. Over at HighPoint Halfway House, I met a lot of ex-drug users and saw how their lives had changed, especially the director-in-charge, and they quickly became my role models. Back then, I asked God, “give me a year to change”. I really made the effort to change myself in that year. I even went to help out in Turkey when there was a big earthquake in 1999. I stayed there for 6 months and got involved in community work. This made me realize that I actually like to do community work. After coming back, I decided to do community work back at the halfway house. I was working with elderly, doing home visits and teaching children. Slowly I rose up to become a staff and became a leader over there. I started to get involved with the schools and gave advice to children to stay away from drugs. I told them that the choices they make are very important, because every choice has its consequences. I’m very thankful for my mother’s and family ‘s support. I feel that it is very important to have support. Otherwise, you will feel like nobody’s behind you and can easily fall back into your old lifestyle. I’m very blessed as I also met my wife in the process in 2010. My wife works in Touch Community and we both have the same passion to serve people. She knows all about my past yet still accepts and supports me. My church work has also helped me to work on myself. Since 2000, the community church has been supporting me and my passions in community work. My family, mother, wife and all the church staff have really helped me and mentor me. This is why I feel that support is very important. My family accepted me back into their lives after they saw how much I changed and slowly invited me back into their homes. They gave me the key to freedom. And that is what Yellow Ribbon is all about too – second chances. Nowadays people still shy away and close the door when it comes to employing ex-offenders. People should not do that. It’s important to give them second chances. Today, I have a lot of happy moments. I am 61 years old and currently a Coordinator for Community Services at Community of Praise Baptist Church. I oversee 4 Outreach Ministries and conduct Praise Dance exercises for the public at 3 locations – Yew Tee Hard Court, Chua Chu Kang Park and Yew Mei Green Condo. I also run a Reading Club, in partnership with Shine Children and Youth Services, teaching English to Primary school students with volunteers from NUS High School and NUS, as well as a Hobby Club for 70 elderly with about 25 volunteers helping out – both at Clementi CC under People’s Association Interest Group. Additionally, I am also involved in Friends Club, taking care of 50 adopted families in the rental flats at Clementi Ave 2. My dream is to eventually open a centre that can fully engage the elderly, children and family, and the youths-at-risk. I feel that it’s very important to reach out to the youths-at-risk as they don’t often have a place to go. I also hope to see a society that will give a helping hand to those who are down – including the lonely and ex-prisoners. If everyone can just play their small part, we will be giving them something to look forward to in their lives. I am still on the road to recovery. Every day is a challenge. I won’t say that I am successful now, but I am thankful that I am where I am, and I still have a long way to go.
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我是一名乳腺癌第四期的患者,今年53岁,我觉得在我的人生中最好的自己是~每天充满正能量,生活不好过,但必须积极努力的生活着,虽然我从2016年至今2019,我已数不清多少次的化疗,每一次的不舒服和副作用,我都忍着没吭一声,为的就是不想让这事影响到别人的生活和压力,尤其是家人,我亲爱的女儿,如果她知道我不适,她的心情就会变的不好,原因是女儿太爱我这个妈妈了,我每天都在跟时间赛跑,过一天是一天,不知道什么时候说不在了就不在,可是~管他呢!活在当下最幸福,我每天开开心心过日子,身旁的人都感觉不到我是重病患者,我还在上班呢!我期待着明年看着女儿结婚,这是多么美好开心的事。 所以我说呢!在我人生中最好的自己是~我充满正能量和身旁亲人加上我最重要的好朋友们的支持和鼓励,永远乐观积极直到离开的那一天!
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Falling in love.Getting married. Starting and raising a family. Millions of couples enter and exit the different stages every year and I believe that a majority of them find happiness along the way. There are definitely difficulties and challenges on any such journey, be it differences in point of view or financial issues, but people eventually find their ways to rise above the issues. We met when I was in my early 20s working in a different city. It wasclose to love at first sight, but N had this roguish charm about him. In retrospect, I should have been more wary of the “bad boy” vibe I was getting from him. We became a couple after only a few weeks and things were actually pretty good during the first couple of months. N was pretty romantic and would sing me songs while strumming the guitar and we spent long hours just being in each other’s company. He was prone to tantrum episodes once a while but I attributed that to his work as a mechanic in a shipyard. It was a rough working environment and he had to work the graveyard shift one week each month and I told myself that the stress of working was getting to him. I was naïve and tried finding excuses for his behavior. We got married a year later and I was soon pregnant with our first child, a daughter. Things were actually pretty good during the entire pregnancy and N was quite mellow throughout, caring even. When she was born, N was delighted and things continued to be great for the first couple of months, although he did lose his temper a couple of times after his night shift complaining that he could not get enough sleep. We were living in a two bedroom apartment at that time and started sleeping in different rooms; a sleeping arrangement that we would maintain throughout our marriage. Even after we were intimate, I had to return to the room I shared with my young daughter after that. We begin to grow distant and his temper got worst. There were plenty of arguments but I was mostly at the receiving end of the abuse. We had our son 4 years later but things did not improve. N continued to grow ever more distant and we rarely talked outside of what is needed to keep the family running. Most “communication” involved him shouting at me about one thing or another. Throughout our time together, there were a couple of times where N got violent but had never physically struck me before. However there were plenty of rough treatment such as jerking my arms hard and pushing me around. Although I never any serious injuries, just bruises from his rough handling, the shouting and verbal abuses never stopped. He would also smash things around the house.A couple of times he even took knives and threatened to chop up my family. There was even one time he swung the cleaver onto the armrest of the living room sofa and hacked part of it off. N would be mellow for a couple of weeks after such major incidents but the all too familiar shouting eventually returned. It is painfully clear in hindsight how this relationship was toxic and I should have done more to protect myself. It did not help that we were living far from my hometown and there was nowhere I could go. I hung on for the sake of my children who were still young and continued to hang on for decades. Or so I thought. I was just too weak to do anything about it and I have failed my children in their formative years. My son grew up with a very bad temper like his father and would often show his tantrum even to me. I guess it was not that surprising since it was what he saw while growing up. Salvation came after my daughter started working and insisted that my son and I move in with her to her new place. It was a very small apartment but I was experiencing freedom the first time in decades. My son has mellowed down tremendously and has found his own calling as a teacher. I am glad both my children turned out well despite my inability to protect and guide them. There are and always will be the best I have in life. Sharon
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Cycle of nature My favorite time is deep, dead of night When all around is fast a-sleep In the darkness of I find myself in the dark I am an actor the in bright daylight The lonely atmosphere of this night I find my life All of these affectionate period of fascination As long as I find only me in front of your eyes. Thought we’ve to forget All of the norms of nature When it is evitable to get tortured Then let the end starts again. Although the burden of sufferings become lighter. Life does not stop As the time goes on. Everything will continue To be in cycle of nature. প্রকৃতির নিয়ম আমার প্রিয় সময় গভীর রাত যখন চারিপাশ নিদ্রায় আচ্ছন্ন অন্ধকারে নিজেকে অন্বেষণ করি দিনের আলোয় আমি এক অভিনেতা রাতের অন্ধকারে খুজে পাই স্বকীয়তা আমার নিজস্বতার বেচে থাকার জন্য এই রাতের নির্জন পরিবেশ প্রয়োজন এসব মায়া মমতা স্নেহ ভালোবাসা সব মোহ যতক্ষণ চোখের সামনে শুধু ততক্ষন মনে থাকে। তারপর প্রকৃতির অমোঘ নিয়মে সব ভুলে গিয়ে আবার নতুন ভাবে বাঁচার লড়াই। যদিও ভুলে যেতেই হয় তবে এখনি শ্রেষ্ঠ সময় কষ্ট পাওয়া যখন অনিবার্য তবে শুরুতেই শেষ হোক অন্তত কষ্টের বোঝা কিছুটা হলেও হালকা হবে। সময় যেমন থেমে থাকে না জীবনও থেমে থাকবে না। সবকিছুই চলমান থাকবে প্রকৃতির নিয়মাসুরে। ABOUT : Ripon Chowdhury. His place of birth is the beautiful Chittagong. He grew up in Chittagong city. He has been working in Singapore since 2010 at Shipyard as QC . He is an online activist and blogger. Loves to write and that is why he writes more about contemporary, social, political and religious mischief. During his stay in Bangladesh, he used to write short stories, rhymes, poems. Many of these were published in Little Magazine, various Newspapers. He was short listed 2017 and winner of 2nd prize 2018 on migrant worker poetry competition Singapore. He writes mainly for conscience. There are some small hobbies, Reading books is one of them! And he also like to chit-chat with friends. He believes that one day this world will be for human.
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I am a 44 year old ex-offender, ex-drug addict and ex-headman for a secret society. I have been in and out of prison several times. The last sentence I served was 6 years long and have spent a total of about 9 years behind bars. I have since been drug and crime-free for nearly 5 years. Upon my last release, I organised my own support group called RSG (Reforming Support Group), which consists of ex-offenders from different backgrounds, with the intention and objective of assisting other ex-offenders in turning their life around. Established in 2014, Reforming Support Group or RSG was founded by myself and started off as a singled-person volunteer management and outreach group. RSG’s mission is to do public outreach so as to educate the general public and create awareness on drugs prevention, vices and gang-related activities, and to eradicate public stigma towards ex-offenders; as well as to assist ex-offenders throughout their recovery journey by providing emotional, social and psychological aftercare support. Currently, I work as an Operations Officer at a rehabilitation centre. As an ex-offender and ex-resident of a halfway house, I have gone through ups and downs throughout my rehabilitation and recovery journey myself. Hence, I know first-hand of the challenges faced by inmates during their in-care rehabilitation programme in halfway house settings as well as after their discharge from the programme or after they have successfully served their sentences. During my off days, I engage in various community works and activities too. I realised the benefits of adopting active and positive lifestyles and have seen the fruits of my personal efforts to improve my life and refurbish my personal character through training and making contributions to the community. Thus, I would like to share those positive experiences and benefits with other fellow ex-offenders like myself. I actively engage in public speaking and education as well – getting support from volunteers consisting of the ex-offenders and staff from various organisations who support my cause. I tapped onto these people with the purpose of encouraging the ex-offenders to partake in active and positive lifestyles doing various community services, while also roping in skilled volunteers to support and share their expertise in helping these ex-offenders at the same time. RSG will continue its efforts to do more forms of public outreach in order to educate and share more about ex-offenders and their recovery journey with the public. Some of the other activities and roles I am currently involved in include being a Preventive Drugs Educator at Central Narcotic Bureau, a SPS Prison Befriender, a Red Cross Medical Aid, an NEA Litter Free Ambassador, as well as a member of SPF’s Citizens-On-Patrol. Moving ahead, our group intends to get itself registered as a legit entity in near future so that it can do more to help its beneficiaries. Ramli Abdullah
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What can I say about Malaysia? This should have been an easy question to answer as I have talked a lot about the city and my experience here many times with my family during my three years here. I have also thought about it and observed it a lot, at least during the first few months of working here because my family back home had so many questions for me. But it is surprisingly difficult to say now when I am asked to put it down in writing. I think that there is so much to say about this country although I have not seen much of it outside of my hostel and work. The city, with its tall buildings and modern transportation is obviously different from what we have back in Nepal. It is amazing. I knew what to expect because I had seen pictures of Kuala Lumpur before coming here, but nothing really prepares you for the amazing sights, sound and smell of the place. Then there is the heat that comes down without mercy, but I really like the fact that there are trees everywhere which makes the daily walk to work a lot more bearable. I really enjoy how green Kuala Lumpur is. The work is hard we eventually got used to it. Missing my family was never easy, but I too got used to it. As humans, we get used to many things. The city moves forward at its own pace and we all get down to its rhythm. The food is very good too and the variety is amazing. It is very easy to get food that we are familiar with back home and plenty of other food that I have not seen. We usually cook to save some money, but there is a weekly pasar malam on the way to the work place and that is where we splurge a little on delicious food. It is always a highlight for the week. The best of it all, the people. People we meet here are very friendly and treat us with respect. I think we are very lucky to be posted to this work place. Residents also frequently buy food for us and it is nice to know that we are not just faceless guards who people ignore. The yearly haze has been quite a problem for us considering how much time we spend working outdoors. The thick burning smell hanging in the air can be intolerable, but some residents bought us face mask to wear for our protection. This is something they did not have to do but I am glad that they did. I know there are fellow countrymen who have been less lucky and had to deal with unfriendly people. I have heard that people living in big cities are always rushing about and the city tends to swallow up its inhabitants, but this was not what I experienced. Kuala Lumpur is a city with its heart in the right place. Seeing the different races living and working together is amazing. It is not something we see a lot back in Nepal and I find it interesting how people who are so different can come together in this city. I am not saying that there is perfect harmony, far from it. There are still different strata within the society and some level of discrimination, but I think it is very well controlled when compared to other places I have heard and seen. To be honest, I don’t know what is the best of me, but I know that this is the city and its people that I have come to love. If there is one thing that I will take home with me during my time here in Malaysia, it must be all the interaction I had with everyone I have met during my time here. It is the place that I called home for three years and I will miss her greatly when I go home to my family. I hope to return here again in the future, this time with my family so that they can get to see this place. Although deep down, I know that I will probably never see this city again once I return home. Perhaps they can know this city through me as it has become a part of me. Kuala Lumpur, the city that rubs off on you in more ways than one. Ram
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Aq ibu dadi 3 orang putra.d tahun 2008 aq memutuskan mengadu nasib ke negri tetangga.dan aq memilih Singapura. Tampa pengalaman n pendidikan yg minin aq nekat mendaftarkan diri d sebuah PJTKI di sepiring yg merupakan kantor cabang dr PJTKI d surabaya.selama -+ 3 minggu ikut pelatihan d PJTKI aq confirm fpt majikan.tanpa tahu apa job n brpa gaji yg akan aq dapat aq terbang ke singapura dr Juanda airport.aq senang sekaligus kawatir karena hrus jauh dr keluarga buat kurun waktu yg ckp lm. Sesampainya d changi airport aq d jemput sama agency d sini.d sinilah semua penderitaan bermula. Tinggal d penampungan itu tak seberapa menderita d bandingkan dgn d agency n rmh mjkn yg bagaikan neraka. Aq dapat majikan china local.ada 3 member dalam keluarga.madam ,sir n 1 anak laki" n +1 anjing. Masih jelas dlm ingatan bahan takutnya aq waktu itu.rmah banglo besar 3 lantai dgn halamannya yg luas.aq datang kerja d situ BB aq 55 kg. Kerja d situ baru beberapa bln BB aq turis drastis. Tiap hr kan marah ada saja yg salah d nya mjkn.hari"q berurai airmata. Aq cb bertahan tp aq tak bisa tahan .d blan yg ke20 aq minta pulang. Tp apa yg mereka jawab....Aq harus ganti uang asuransi yg mereka bayarkan ke agen.karena kebodohan aq iyskan apa yg mereka minta. Dan d pagi itu aq bangun seperti biasa.menyiapkan sarapan buat anak n bkin jus buat mereka.tiba" madam bilang aq hrus ikut Sir ke gudang barang yg agak jauh dr rumah.(bisnis mereka jual beli brang" antik)dgn masih pke bju kerja(kaos sm celana pendek )Aq pergi dgn Sir. Sesampainya d sana aq bersih" tp tba " blom selesai kerjaan aq (kira" 30 mnit)Sir panggil aq pulang. Tp apa yg terjadi ??? Ternyata aq sm sir jumpa madam d tengah perjalanan yg sdah siap dgan tas n airticket buat aq.serasa mau menjerit sekencang"nya....melihat perlakuan mereka yg membuang bagaikan sampah d tengah jalan. Dgn berlinang air mata aq pergi ke airport d antar Sir sm Koko(anak laki"nya) dengan masih pake kaos n celana pendek jga sandal jepit tanpa mandi. Ternyata itu cm taktik madam buat mengusir dr rumahnya.semasa aq pergi dgn Sir dia pek barang aq.. Itulah pengalaman pahit d singapura. Tp alkhamdulillah berkat doa seorang ibu(yg ini telah tiada)Aq bsa bertahan n menuai hasilnya. Karena aq sekarang mendapatkan bos seperti apa yg aq harapkan. Tak terasa aq sudah 10 thn mengadu nasib d singapura. Dengan mimpi dan harapan agar lebih baik d masa depan.dan kini alkhamdulillah.....Aq bekerja dgn EXPAT family yg bsa menghargai aq sebagai layaknya manusia yg tak pernah memandang rendah aq yg hanya seorang pembantu.dgan support mereka aq mencoba bangkit menata hidup dan masa depan keluarga. Keluargaq satu" penyemangat dlm hidupq yg membuat mampu bertahan sampai hari ini. In shaa allah dgan ijin TUHAN aq akan wujudkan semua impianq yg tertunda. Bagi teman" hanya satu kata buat kalian. Jangan pernah putus asa karena satu pintu tertutup pintu lainnya terbuka. Harapan itu selalu ada tergantung qt mau berjuang dgn harapan or menyerah tanpa tujuan.
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Poovanes known as Pooneh(CAT IN TAMIL) was a pampered, bubbly and playful girl in the family. Taken care and brought up by my dad and grandparents. In 2003 October 3, life took a toll on me after my grandfather passed on. I wasn’t sure of my career path. A kind soul named Mr. Vinesh gave me a letter to attend an interview at ITE Bishan for Nitec in Nursing course, saying given to my character, I will be suitable to be a nurse. I got in the course but struggled to complete the course due to my personal problems. At my late teens, I just wanted to complete the course and just cleared all my modules. I didn’t know how nursing career progression was neither what life would be after school. I was given the wrong impression that the diploma in nursing can be done in private as a part-time. Once I entered the working world as an Enrolled Nurse, at a point of time I wanted to progress in my career. That was when I realized that the Diploma has no part-time. I told myself not to give up on myself and kept trying, My dad, good friends(Eswaran, Mr&Mrs Deen, Mr&Mrs Ganesh, Priya, Umax2,Sathya,Mr&Mrs Siva, Mr Balaji,, Fatimah, Geethan,Yogaraj, Maran, Mdm Theepa, Mdm Maryln Mdm Bhuvan and their family members), Rekha, my aunt Rajesh, Mr & Mrs Sundrum, Ms Devi amma kept encouraging me to keep trying. Still was not given a chance to upgrade. In 10 years of my nursing career as an Enrolled Nurse, I have worked in Adult & Paediatrics surgical ward, Operating Theater and in the Emergency Department. I started contributing to child needs & welfare through MSF. Halfway through my career, I asked if I can volunteer to be a humanitarian for the poor and needy, I got brushed off by a senior that only Registered nurse is accepted, though she knew my working experiences. I was upset but I still continue to master my skills and learn from my colleagues. In 2014 September life took a toll on me again. That very year taught me a painful lesson in my life. It was my 29th birthday that I saw my dad tore to me, worrying about my life & career progression. I told him about the overseas Nursing Diploma with a degree course, after considering he finally agreed to send me away to study. A few days later I had a call that my dad almost fainted. I rushed him to the hospital only to find out that he was critically ill. He was diagnosed with an abnormal lump in the pancreas. To add on, he had a weak health, diabetes and imbalance electrolytes. Surgeons said there were too many risks to this surgery, I might end up losing my dad. But having a lump in the pancreas can be equally dangerous. During the heart-wrenching moments, I had to deal with my own setbacks. I had to pull myself together and took the strongest decision alone to send my dad for the high-risk emergency surgery. During then I had a wake-up call and realized how hard my dad has worked for us day and night providing a luxurious lifestyle. He has played duo roles of dad & mum in my life. He reads my heart through my eyes. He was a good example and role model of a good parent. Being the sole breadwinner of the family, he gave all he could in return for nothing but the best. He never pressured me for perfect grades instead want me to do & try my best. He supported me when everyone discriminated me. During that period blessings came in after. First, I came to know that Enrolled Nurse with working experience can join CBSEN- Certificate of bridging studies for enrolled nurses. I applied and got accepted. Secondly, I met a DR KJ, who gets involved with relief camps. With the fear of rejection on my mind, I still went forward to ask him if an EN with experience could join relief camps. He smiled as long you have the heart and passion to serve though, in need, you can join. Your experience is there. He welcomed me with a warm heart to join Crisis Relief Singapore. I participated in Gensan Children camp and Nepal earthquake in 2015 April to May. I was blessed to help numerous less privileged, needy and injured ones. I survived the Nepal earthquake and got back to school. After which I continued to complete CBSEN course and entered Ngee Ann Polytechnic for Diploma in health sciences. In these 3 years was another struggle. It was a full-time study. I faced so many challenges to complete my diploma. I almost got debarred, almost failed, low liquidity, I had to write in for fundings, help came in from everywhere before I got an offer from Sengkang General Hospital and I still confidently tell myself, calm down you can do this. I always pray. I met a couple of good lecturers who guided me well in this 3 years (Dr Abi, Dr Dave, Dr Anu, Dr Alpana,Mdm Liu, Mdm Song, Mr Rashid,Mr Naseer, Mr OH, Mdm Suzana,Mdm Lee,Mdm Jophia, Mdm Shanti, Mdm Lynette, Mdm menya, Ms celest,Mdm Clarissa, Mdm Tan Cheng har), CI Burton). They encouraged me and inspired me to grow in my career. The taught me resilience. There were so many days i have broken down but I still move forward and do what is supposed to be done. I have spent so many late nights at macdonlds to revise. I ignored my health until I ended up in surgery. i sacrificed my social outings, a luxurious lifestyle to complete these studies. Thankfully I had understanding friends. Those who didn't, I didn't bother to explain. Because those who understand your absence, struggles will understand your situation too. Today 7th May 2019 I graduated from Ngee Ann Polytechnic, Diploma in Health Science(nursing). Now after so many years of struggles I am a Registered Nurse. Dad always says- In life there are ups and downs, not always we can be rich and doesn’t give us rights to look down on a poor person. Give and do things wholeheartedly and god will bless you with what you need. He planted good fundamental values in me. Taught me dharma, dhanam, justice, equality, integrity, respect, compassion, courage, perseverance and most importantly to follow my heart with freedom. Which helped me to pull through my struggles. Dad, I just want you to know that your upbringing didn’t go wrong. And my late grandfathers have also brought me up well. I am thankful & grateful for all those people I mentioned above. Thank you for holding my hands through the worse moments of my life. I pray to god that I must have more blessed moments with you.
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An Expatriate Father When a child asks his father, “Dad, why did you go abroad? When are you coming back?” Every father feels torments inside hearing that. They have no answer to give. I do feel the same when my child asks me that. That day, I was silent for some moment. The words flew in my head and bumped around the walls of my head, but I could not gather myself. After taking a pause, I said, “I will bring many kinds of toys, bicycle and dolls for you. To buy all of these, I came abroad. When I finished buying all of these, I will come home my dear. Then you and I will play along with all the toys. So much fun we will have! “ “I don’t want anything Dad.” He said in a weeping-like tone. “Our neighbour Bindu’s father bought her many toys, even Rimon’s father gave him a bicycle. Rimon never lets me touch it.” My eyes were full of tears but they didn’t fall. I gathered myself. “It’s ok. Do not despair. I will come home soon. I will bring you to the village fair and we will eat Chatpati (চটপটি) together.” My boy said, “The fair has ended. You won’t see it when you arrive here. You know, dad? Mom bought me a pistol gun. The fair has many toys like this. But mom does not buy me things. Mom said, ‘If your Dad gives money, I will buy it’.” “Okay, my dear. I will take you to the zoo, and I will buy you all the toys.” “Nah. I don’t want to go. If you come quickly, I will go out with you. Dad, tell me when you will come back. “ Droplets of tears form on my eyes. I told my son with a heavy heart, “I will come as soon as you are in Class Two.” He said, “I am already in Class Two Dad. When are you coming?” I could not continue the argument with my son. “Just after two days.” I said. “Mom, Dad is coming after two days. Wow! What a merry!” I could not no longer hold back my tears. I hung up the phone. Every expatriate father consoles his child with false promises, and goes to bed. But they can’t sleep. He consumes the night with anxiety and stress. Let all the expatriate fathers be happy. Let their children be safe and sound.
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I am pretty fine here When their faces come before my eyes, my hardship knows no bounds, My eyes could not hold the salty rivers. This tearful eyes are kept hidden by many tactics,With many agonies. I don’t want anyone to be sad after looking at my eyes with tears. That is what I say when someone calls from home. “I am pretty fine here” My mother admits the bounties of the world God gave us. All with a prayer. My father smiles a smile of joy and goes to work. And my sweetheart goes to bed with a full happy four-square meal. Nobody never wanted to discover or search- how much affliction I have in here. Here in my heart. I never let me get to know my grief and pangs. Every breath of my heart is an exhale unheard! Thereupon no sleep in my eyes. The torments of the expatriates like me are manifold. It is about not taking care of the parents, Not having the love of beloved, Not to hold very dear the child that had born, Not to hang out with the friends, And have a cup of tea with them, Not to look after the relatives back home. Never have I ever wanted to tell anyone,About my woe. This expatriate life is the reason – Of all my tribulation and anguish. This life itself is a boon. It is a jinx. “I am pretty fine here” – if this sentence makes them happy, let it be. Let it flow the fountain of happiness. Why torching the happiness of others! Expatriate’s life is full of agony. Let this agony be with us. Let it be private. Just let it rest with us. (Omar Faruque Shipon working Shipyard as safety coordinator since 2010.. His favaurite hobby is reading and writing.. He is one of the winners in the inaugural migrant worker story telling competition last may 27th,2018. Some of his article and short stories are published in Bangladeshi leading newspapers and online news portals most of article about migrant worker issues..)
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We often hear others referring to their spouses as their best friends and having been married for 15 years, I can tell without hesitation that she is indeed my best friend. Not only that, she is my best work partner and we have been through thick and thin for a good part of our lives. My wife and I were introduced by friends and hit it off right away as we shared many common interests and view of the world. There is a perception that interracial relationships are harder to manage due to cultural differences but I have experienced none of that. In fact, both of our parents were very open minded and did not have any issues with our love. The only thing my mother insisted was that we must follow only one religion and my wife converted to Catholicism. There were some adjustments on her part in the new religion but nothing truly major. Truth be told, growing up as Malaysians in the same city, we actually shared many similar cultural values which werenot that different in how we handled things in our daily lives. We watched the same shows, ate the same food and believed in the same dreams. Furthermore, living in this cultural melting pot, we had a chance to experience the colors of the different cultures. Prior to meeting my wife, I have had many experiences with the celebrations as it was almost impossible to ignore the celebratory mood across town. Being married adds a whole different layer of nuance and meanings to the celebration beyond the good food and decorated street, I got to know the festivities behind the scene and that has definitely broadened my understanding of the richness of the Chinese culture. I dare say that I am quite the veteran of Chinese New Year now. To have everyone under one roof at the same time is not easy in the fast pace environment of today and the festivities provided the perfect backdrop. My relationship with my in-laws is cordial and Chinese New Year is the perfect time to catch up with the family. In many ways, I am truly a blessed man. Our three children are from my wife’s previous marriage and they love me as their own father. I might be of a different color from my wife and our children, but nothing will get in the way of us being family. As we edge closer to the next phase of our lives, I am ever grateful to have my wife with me every step of the way. I look forward to having her as my retirement partner and we plan to explore life after that together. At the end of the day, isn’t that what love is about? Love binds us all and makes everything possible. It knows no color or creed and transcends whatever differences we think we might have to make us whole. My family is the best of me and I would not wish for anything different in life. Lastly, August and September are the months we celebrate being Malaysians and with Merdeka day just over I am penning my thoughts and I can’t help but think of what we have achieved as a nation and as people. We might have different skin colors, speak different dialects, celebrate different festivals, and hold different faith.But we are all together in this as a family and I hope for peace and prosperity for every Malaysian. Oliver
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Like many others who are from middleclass families in Malaysia, I was enrolled into a private international school for my secondary education in hopes of opening up more doors for me in the future. However, bullying is a common problem around the world and affects all level of society. It doesn’t matter whether you are rich or poor, the dark clouds of bullying are always looming just over the horizon. My family was not wealthy enough for people to get jealous of nor had I any outstanding academic results to boast. I was really just your average everyday girl; skinny, short and constantly fighting witha pimple outbreak. Perhaps the issue of a teenager having pimples wasn’t really such a big deal, but I remember that the bullying started with people calling me “pimple face”; first behind my back and soon in front of my face. Words have power and constant insults hurt. That being said, uncomfortable as the words were, I could choose to ignore them and get on with my life. However, such things rarely remain verbal. One day, a guy decided to be difficult to me out of the blue. Perhaps he woke up on the wrong side of his bed. Regardless, I found nasty words written in liquid-paper all over my desk in class. Not only that, my entire school bag and books went missing. I sought the help of the class prefect but to no avail.This was my first taste of how verbal bullying can turn physical quickly. If there was one thing that I did excel in, it was sports. I enjoyed pushing my physical abilities to the limit and felt empowered in bettering myself each time. As you already guessed, the bullies struck again. I remember a particular incident amongst many others where someone secretly pulled my name out from one of my favourite sport and entered it into another game that I was not particularly fond of. Perhaps they thought that my sporting ability was easily transferable across different sports and wanted me on their team to help them win. We lost, and as expected, all the blame was put on me. I remember this particular incident most clearly because it seems that it did not matter to the bullies even when none of the events leading up to the bullying was my causing. Soon the popular girls started picking on me and that is when things went from once-in-a-blue-moon to a continuous barrage. I can be walking by myself one moment and have a hand shoving me from behind the next. And guys will start sprouting horrendous swear words for no particular reasons other than to get into the good books of the popular girls. I was actually quite lucky that the degree of bullying I was subjected to was not extremely bad like those we have seen in so many videos. I shudder to think how I would cope with if things turned violent like they had in those videos. I am not sharing my story for some major revelation or closure, but to highlight the fact that bullying comes in all shape and sizes. I did not reach for any assistance because I feared that others would just say that I was overreacting and I believe that I was not the only one who felt that way when things were happening. Who is to know whether the bullying would escalate further if we had not graduated and moved on? What I hope now is for more people to take notice that bullying often starts with relatively harmless things such as name-calling that most would view as a non-issue but can quickly escalate into small acts of violence, that can then very quickly grow out of hand. In a way, bullying is like a drug that gets one hooked or the devil that demands a bigger sacrifice each time. So do take a moment to observe happenings around us. If we can, speak up to protect others. Personally, I am not glad for the experience, but proud of the lessons I took away from it. I am now charting my path in the world of modelling where the environment is truly cutthroat and the past experiences have served me well. Becoming a model was actually to prove to myself that I can make it no matter the consequences or the barrier that was put on me. Who cares if I am considered too short for the industry, I will write my story myself from now on. Nicole Lau
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My journey as an artist has allowed me to interact with people from all walks of life. I’ve met successful people who started from nothing, single mothers who struggle to raise their children, communities who face issues that have yet to be solved, students who silently crave to pursue their passion but are pressured to continue their studies of their family’s choice, victims of abuse, travelling artists who stop by and tell me stories of their journeys and so on. There was one common element I realised from stories that are compiled, inequality. As a young girl, I was taught to respect people no matter who they are. But here I was, listening to stories how people were discriminated because of their differences. Just because they did not conform to the general norm of society, they are shunned, talked down on. Basically, they were regarded as outcasts. We call ourselves Malaysians, who pride ourselves of having various cultures and beliefs, this was suppose to open up our minds and be acceptable of others. But even to this day, racism, discrimination, and bullying are seen in our own society. I still have hope for our nation where one day people with body modifications are fully accepted into society without being judged, foreign workers and people who work in the lower class of society are given the respect they deserve, women be revered with esteem, the voices of communities do not fall on deaf ears. Everyone is equal; we all bleed the same colour.
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My name is Mdm Jenap, I work as Head of Quality Control and am a Yellow Ribbon Project Volunteer Leader. I started doing volunteer work in 2004 when my neighbor’s husband was in custody. She eventually approached me and shared about the issues that she was facing, which led me to stay in close touch with her and to bring her to the Family Service Centre to seek help. I also brought her to see a MP for financial aid as she had resigned from her job due to her not be able to cope. In 2009, I took part in the Yellow Ribbon Run and immediately felt an affinity to the cause. I thought that since I had already always been helping people, I felt that it would be good for me to join and give back to the society through YRP. I think it was also my natural curiosity to learn everything that goes behind the scene that pulled me in to join YRP. Since then, I have continued to volunteer with YRP all these years, where I can help others and also build relationships and familiarity with the staff. My role also allows me to come into contact with many prisoners who have just been released. They often mistake me as someone from the prisons too. Most times, I will try to help them out if they do not have a job and step in as an adviser. I will assist in calling the Singapore Corporation of Rehabilitative Enterprises (SCORE), Employment Assistance Unit to aid in their job search wherever I can. In 2012, i approached YRP to fund raise for the ex-offenders. Through the Yellow Ribbon Prison Run, i raised more than $120,000 towards the YRF STAR Bursary Programme. My daughter and my friends supported me in fund raising by putting up updates on social media. I try my best to always stay involved in the roadshows too. During roadshow, i will always try to get members of the public to support the Yellow Ribbon Project by purchasing merchandises made by the inmates or ex-offenders. Sometimes it’s not easy to raise funds because many people like to try out the samples but not buy them. I have come across many people who have misconception about ex-offenders too and are disinclined to give them a second chance. It upsets me when I hear mean comments from people like, “I don’t want to buy. They will never change. Why do I need to help them?” When this happens, I will try to help them to understand the situation of these ex-offenders and how they can help them better their future. After all, everybody makes mistakes. It’s hard for ex-offenders to change if nobody wants to accept them. But I am thankful to see more people willing to accept ex-offenders nowadays, and I hope the ex-offenders can learn to appreciate them too. I often have to tell people that ex-offenders don’t just sit around waiting for release. They also have work to do. I want to show the public that they are actually very creative people who have just happened to have gone in the wrong direction – and need us to give them a chance and point them in the right direction. It is especially sad for some inmates who do not even want to be released as they do not have any friends or things to look forward to on the outside at all. That’s why we need to show them support and play our part in helping them integrate back into society. I am very satisfied to be able to contribute my time and talents to help ex-offenders in whatever way I can. It is rewarding to volunteer and work with organisations that give back to the society. I hope to one day see a society where most members of the public are willing to give the ex-offender community a helping hand, as well as accept them and be kind to them. This community of people needs a second chance and guidance because everyone makes mistakes, and nobody is perfect.
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As a social worker in THK Family Service Centre, my role covers three main areas: casework and counselling, group-work, and community-work. My current focus is on youth-work, in which I mentor youths in various school that requires remedial and developmental support. My prior experience working with the ex-offenders community was during my time spent at an institution working with young offenders, providing them with support and counselling to help them reintegrate back to the community. While working in THK Family Service Centre, I started working more with the adult community and families of the ex-offenders. I have since encountered many situations in which ex-offenders would come to us in search of support and hopes of reintegrating back into the community. However, many of them find it difficult due to the stigma and lack of proper support. My motivation for working with them has always been to see ex-offenders reunite with their family, as well as helping them to contribute back to the community and to help reduce the stigma attached to them. In Mdm Salimah’s case, I actually met her when she was just released from prison. THK Family Service Centre had already been supporting the children in school. Ever since Mdm Salimah was discharged from the DRC, the counselling and support started. When we first met, Mdm Salimah started to open up after finding out I have had experience working with other offenders and am able to provide the necessary support for her. During the initial phase, I would meet up with her 1 to 2 times a month to follow up with her and find out about how she was coping and if she was facing any challenges. I also provided counselling support to Mdm Salimah when she felt down or discouraged. THK Family Service Centre also provided support to the family to ensure all family members were settling well during the transition. Home visits were made to show support to the family members and create awareness among the family members on the resources available in case they require additional support The journey with Mdm Salimah through her recovery was really pleasant one as she was very forthcoming. She was and still is determined to change for her family members. Amidst exploring the ways to cope with her triggers and stressors in life, I could sense Mdm Salimah’s determination and strength. Hence, I tapped on her strengths which, in turn, allowed her to learn to be independent as we progressed. Mdm Salimah has been a very strong and positive person throughout the 2 years that I have worked with her. Mdm Salimah herself went through many challenges. However, Mdm Salimah’s determination for her family is admirable. This helped her to stay focus in her rehabilitation. Today, Mdm Salimah is doing well and she is coping better. She stays focused and alert about her triggers and the temptations around her. She has also gone for courses to upgrade herself! She is determined to be a role model and good example to her children. I have also seen her lending support to her friends and the community, and even encouraging other ex-offenders to stay clean. For many ex-offenders, it is actually very important for them to have the support and guidance needed to reintegrate back into society. For Mdm Salimah, she used her volunteering opportunities as a channel to keep herself on track. This made her feel useful and accepted by the society. Because of this, she is less afraid of the stigmas. In all, Mdm Salimah is definitely a good testimony. Her story shows us all that despite how hard the challenges along the journey can be, it can be done with the right determination and support. And this is exactly what brings out the best in me too – my passion to see the changes, joy and happiness when others experience a new lease of life. If I could reimagine the world that we live in, it would be a place where people live in consideration for one another. I believe that being considerate towards one another promotes harmony and peace, so that we all can live happily together. THK Family Service Centre is part of the family-focused arm of Thye Hua Kwan Moral Charities (THKMC), which provides multiple social and welfare services to the various groups in our community through more than 60 programmes and services for the elderly and the sick, families, persons with disabilities, and children.
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Living in multicultural Malaysia, we are used to seeing people of different races and culture living close to each other. Interracial marriage is so common that most of us know somebody who is in an interracial relationship or born of one. This is partly why I am quite surprised by the fact that many of my friends and colleagues are often surprised when they hear about my family history. But from what they’ve told me, my family is better mixed than what most people would encounter. You see, my father is a Malaysian Chinese while my mother has peranakan roots and we are basically a Chinese family living in a Malay fishing village in Pontian, Johor. My father’s side of the family is relatively small during those times as he has only three siblings. On the other hand, my maternal grandmother had twelve children and almost half of them were married to Malays and have converted to Islam. In my immediate family, two of my sister-in-laws are Malays and my brothers have also converted to Islam. As the different family members converted to Islam over the years, it has been very interesting to see how my extended family has evolved over time. Each year we become further from the Chinese culture and closer to the Malay culture. When my mother was still alive, she kept the Chinese New Year spirit alive with decorations and festive goodies. After she passed away and my eldest sister-in-law started managing the household, and understandably, more emphasis is placed on Hari Raya and before I knew it, I actually look forward to Hari Raya much more than CNY as most of my family now celebrates Hari Raya. In fact I make it a point to book my bus balikkampung for Hari Raya way in advance to make sure I can get a ride; something that I no longer do for CNY and I would not mind skipping CNY if I could not make it back. We still put up decorations and cookies for CNY, but the scale is nothing compared to what we do for Hari Raya. Some of my friends have asked me whether it is difficult adapting to the changes. To be honest, I don’t remember it being difficult at all. All it takes is a little more respect and awareness for the differences in culture, and most of the changes boils down to getting used to the choice we have to make. But to be honest, it is more difficult to find non-Halal food in Malaysia and there is really not that much sacrifices to be made. On the other hand, what I have gained from my evolved family is so much more. It is only when you live with those with different cultural backgrounds that you truly start to learn about each other. I’ve learned the minute differences between true Malay cooking and Chinese cooking from watching my sister-in-law perform her culinary magic in the kitchen. I’ve learned also that the Chinese post-natal confinement is so different from what the Malays do. I’ve observed the minute differences between how the children are brought up in the different cultures. But most importantly, I also saw how my sisters-in-law love my brothers wholeheartedly and am delighted in their happiness. Both my sisters-in-law also learned to speak Mandarin and we communicate with each other at home in a rojak of Hokkien, Bahasa and Mandarin. They’ve also learned to make rice dumpling with chicken and mutton instead of pork and we get to eat a variety of food that we traditionally do not get. Such is the enrichment to our lives that my father will even visit different children to get a taste of different food. Following my brothers’ conversion, my father also removed the ancestor altar to respect my brothers’ religion and our house is now decorated only with Islamic verses. The house may look different but the family is still the same, and this is the most important point I hope to share; the bonds of the family go beyond any race and religion. I love my family regardless of their beliefs or the culture they practice. I am proud of our collective heritage and would not wish for anything different. As Malaysians, we are more alike that we are different and we all call this country our home. At the end of the day, we are family. Irene Goh
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My ex boss, my friend, my sister and my mentor - Ms Yvonne Kao She has build up her company - Wise Unicorn for past 35 years. Her success lies on her determination and confidence. She manages a large team of people, leads panel discussions on gender and diversity, presents to executives and peers alike, and always stands behind the work she puts in. She is not afraid to speak up in a boardroom, or have a one-on-one discussion with a co-worker. She is so much more than a “boss”—she is a true leader. On top of that she is a single parent to her daughter. Though she seems to be working around the clock, you can never see her break a sweat. She manages two full time jobs with style and grace—a feat is nothing other short of miraculous. Watching her juggling between home and work, in general has undoubtedly shaped up her idea of womanhood, professionalism, leadership, and confidence. She dressed up professionally in the office. She speaks eloquently and writes professionally. She commands a room with presence simply cannot be denied. She is not cocky—she is smart, knowledgeable, prepared, and determined. She serves simultaneously as my friend and my mentor, my best friend and my strongest motivation. She is like a modern-day Superwoman, she can do both—the roles are mutually exclusive. I wish her all the BEST! I admired her FIGHTING spirit
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I am a quarter Iban from my maternal grandmother and three quarter Chinese. Growing up, the Iban side of my family tree never registered high on my consciousness. It was just something that was in my blood but I never really gave it much thought partly because I wasn’t really close to my grandmother. People I meet sometimes ask about my ancestry due to my look as a friendly gesture and lucky for me the conversation seldom goes further than that. If it did, I would probably have been very lost considering how little I knew of my heritage. Most people I meet do not seem overly interested in my ancestry and I see that as a heartwarming sign that as Malaysians, we see each other beyond the colours of our skin. I took up photography as a hobby about two years ago and met Alex during a workshop. We hit it off pretty well and soon started seeing each other. I was genuinely surprised when I discovered that he too was a quarter Iban! What a small world. Unlike me, Alex was much more in tune with his roots and I started to learn about our shared heritage from him. It was fascinating learning about my roots from him and it felt refreshing to connect with this unknown part of me. That being said, I recall a book by Amy Tan in which she wrote about how the American protagonist underwent a spiritual journey after rediscovering her Chinese root. I had no such epiphany. Perhaps it was because I have been living in Malaysia all my life and the cultural shock was just not there. Or maybe it is simply the fact that writers tend to go towards hyperbole. As I continue to discover my roots, I started to give more thoughts about what makes us Malaysians. What is the link that binds us and the history that unite us? I remember two specific incidents that I should share here. I meet plenty of tourists in my work and I recall this particular white American gentleman a couple of years ago who mentioned that he sees plenty of segregation in Malaysia during his time here. The comment came as such a shock to me and I remember that I did not know how to reply. Incidentally, just a week later, I hosted an African American gentleman and he remarked on how amazing to see people of different races living in harmony. Make what you will of the two incidents. I know that it is not enough to draw a conclusion on how the world view us and there is probably no further meanings to be drawn other than the opinion of two people looking at a scene and arriving at different conclusions. This revelation is very interesting as looking at the world through the camera lens, I begin to pay more attention to what I see in front of me. I am by no means any good at taking pictures and would love to have more time to explore the art. However, the few times I had the chance to walk around in Kuala Lumpur, I saw many scenes of people from all walks of life rubbing shoulders with each other. People of all races dined at the same stalls, bargained from the same vendor and walked along the same paths. Everyone just going about life in the best way they know. As Malaysians, we talk a lot about our multiracial society and our unity. Once a while we read about stories of racial tension, and there are times where we also read about stories that highlight our racial harmony. But at the end of the day, do people really think that much about their race as they go about their daily lives? Maybe I am the odd ball here who is never particularly interested in exploring my roots. Not that I see it as inconsequential, but I value the experience I lived and am living with those around me. My friends and I from school laughed about the same jokes and funny things that happened in our lives. My colleagues and I work towards our collective vision for our work. And my fellow Malaysians and I strive for a better tomorrow for all of us. After all, we are a relatively young nation and the future will be built upon our shared experience going forward. Lastly, I like to share with you a picture I took on one of my walk around in KL city. I don’t know if the picture is any good from an artistic point of view, but it is one in which I really like. Flora Tan
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The spotlight envelops me and masks the faces of the audience. The cold metal strings juxtaposed against the heat beating down on me. I let rip a riff and allowed myself to be transported away by the music. Such is the freedom. Music has long been my solace. It calms me as I lose myself into every beat and rhythm. It takes the anger within me and turns it into a voice that I share with whomever is willing to listen. It is truly the best of me. However it wasn’t always like this. I used to be picked on by my classmates during my primary school studies as I did not interact well with others. More accurately, I wasn’t that fond of interacting with people. As far as I can tell, I was bullied solely for being introverted. I remember times when my classmates would pelt me with paper bullets. Scatter the content of my pencil cases to the ground. Hide my books. Destroy my homework. Just generally being a huge nuisance really. Perhaps my general lack of reaction spurred them on. It was always the gang of five who initiated their “pranks” and it fascinated me that they seem to do it even though it appeared as if they were angry at being angry with me. Anyway, it is pointless to try to dissect the actions of bratty ten-year olds. What the bullying did make me into was someone full of angst. Things were much better when I went onto my secondary school studies as most of the gang of five were scattered. Two of them went to the same school as me but were placed in different classes and while I sometimes see them in school, I was generally spared from the troubles. The peace ran out in Form 4 when I found myself in the same class as my two tormentors from the past. We did not interact much in class and generally stayed out of each other’s way. The truce was broken shortly after I got close to my classmate Janet. It is almost cliché to say this, but one of the boys was interested in Janet and took poorly to our blossoming relationship. Soon came the taunting, the shoulder jabs, throwing of my stationary. Put it in another way - really childish things. I snapped after two weeks. Maybe it was the residual anger from my primary school bullying. But I suspect it has to do with putting my foot down in front of Janet. I flung a chair to signal the start of the brawl and went in fists blazing. What followed were bloody noses and a lengthy detention for all three of us. It was during detention that I got to know Mr. Chew, the teacher in charge of us for the detention. For a teacher in charge of detention, he was not as stern as I thought and took his time to talk to us. Mr. Chew was also an avid musician and always told us this: “an instrument might be spoiled by a child, but a child who plays music will never be spoilt”. Looking back at it now, the saying is logically fallacious but it did get me to try my hands on playing on an old acoustic guitar which I borrowed from my uncle. To be honest, it was love at first strum. The guitar was surprisingly easy to pick up, at least the basics chords that allowed me to play pop songs. I was soon playing songs for Janet (yes. I did get the girl). I was able to let the music carry my thoughts and I found singing my mind much easier than speaking. I am by no means an accomplished guitarist but I do like to play the occasional gig at friends’ party, something that seems to conflict with my introverted nature. For anyone with that anger pent up within, pick up something that you can devote yourself to. It does not necessarily have to be music and you can even speak through football if you so wish. The important thing is to put your effort in a pursuit and you will one day uncover the best of you. Bernard Tan
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My journey began at the school of “Hard Knocks” as a tattoo artist. My interest developed further as I was exposed to the different artforms, from sculpting to batik painting to the possibilities afforded by canvas. My art celebrates the journey of change and transformation, from the days when the tool of choice was a syringe to the present-day paintbrush. Since discovering this outlet of expression through art, life has been far removed from the times of struggling with self and substance abuse. Today, I am living my dream as a full-time artist at 5seventeen Studio Gallery and have had my works displayed not only in Singapore, but in various places overseas as well. My inspiration stems from the story of “The Boy and The Starfish”, which shares a central with my mission in life. It reveals the heart of a boy who makes a difference to each stranded starfish that he rescues at low tide. This reflects my conviction in seeing the value in myself and others, and in not giving up no matter how unfavourable the odds. Through my art, I hope to spur others to pay it forward – to reach out, lend a hand, rekindle passions and live this life to its fullest.
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When my husband and I moved into our first home, we were among the first few units in the newly developed condominium, and barely knew anyone. Hence, we started a closed Facebook community group to get to know our neighbors. Note: It's a closed group for residents only, no outsiders are permitted in the group. I'd like to stress that this is important, so that the group will be very personal, without unnecessary disturbance from advertisers, property agents and so forth. The group started from a handful to now having over 300 members. We frequently share our views on how to improve the community space (eg, feedback on condominium facilities), exchange information to help each other out (eg, car lights left switched on in parking lot), recommendations for daily services (eg, cleaners and handyman contacts), etc. Though we may not know each other on a personal level, there is a great sense of community in our premise which makes me feel proud of myself starting the group. I'd definitely recommend initiating a new Community Forum/Social Group for your neighborhood (if there isn't one) or join one.
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Walaupun sibuk dengan tugasan harian sebagai seorang penjawat awan di salah sebuah IPTA dan dalam masa yang sama menjadi seorang ibu, namun ianya tidak mematahkan semangat menghalang minat saya untuk terlibat secara aktif sebagai penceramah, motivator dan fasilitator untuk projek yang melibatkan komuniti di peringkat mahasiswa IPTA dan sekolah- sekolah di sekitar bandar Kuching, Sarawak dan juga Samarahan berkaitan dengan Teknologi Maklumat dan Komunikasi (ICT), modul Asas kepimpinan, pengucapan awam dan skop projek memperkasakan wanita. Dengan terlibat secara aktif dengan beberapa persatuan Wanita NGO yang terdapat di bumi kenyalang ini telah memberikan banyak pengalaman dan membuka mata saya untuk lebih mendampingi mereka yang memberi inspirasi dan tidak lupa juga mereka yang memerlukan bantuan seperti kanak- kanak yang tercicir dalam pelajaran, anak yatim, ibu tunggal, OKU dan sebagainya. Pelbagai aktiviti menarik yang turut disertai dan dianjurkan bukan hanya dalam pendidikan dan latihan malah program larian untuk mengumpul dana bagi menampung program – program bercorak kebajikan. Tahun 2015 sehingga 2017 telah memberikan banyak kenangan dan menyaksikan kehidupan dalam pelbagai dimensi, bekerja dan dalam masa yang sama menyambung pelajaran secara separuh masa amat menguji ketahanan fizikal dan emosi namun Alhamdullilah semuanya telah berlalu dengan pelbagai liku - liku cabaran yang telah dilalui dengan berbekalkan doa daripada kedua ibubapa, suami dan keluarga. Diakui, bukan mudah untuk kaum wanita yang bertindak selaku isteri, ibu dan wanita bekerjaya untuk mendepani arus perdana pembangunan globalisasi yang penuh dengan liku-liku cabaran. Berpegang pada kata- kata ini - Tidak kira sejauh mana kejayaan anda berbanding orang lain, kita mesti sentiasa mempunyai rasa kesyukuran dan merendah diri, siapapun anda jadilah sumber inspirasi kepada wanita lain agar mereka juga berjaya seperti anda. ~Allah is the best of planners~When it rains look for rainbows, when its dark look for stars~.
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Every score is achieved by self-effort. There is no white lunch in the world. Only those who don’t work hard can get what they want. https://www.facebook.com/jakkiephotographer
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When the sun sets, the talents feel the preciousness of the sun. Remember that the teenager rides a bamboo horse and turns to be a white-headed man . Run with youth and show you the best
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I'm Azwari Yusof .. I am a networking IT solution. On September 26, 2013 is a sacred date for me and my wife. I was stroke or stroke. I was comma for two days at Hospital Sultanah Aminah Johor Bahru. Then I was allowed to go home. I can not move for three months. I'm just lying on the bed. Moving right I can not move. I'm like a baby. All my business is managed by my wife. After doing my physiotherapy, I can move little by little. right of my limbs due to bleeding on the left brain .. I am experiencing conversation problems, weak right members and can not drive until now. I can not work. When I lay,my wife started painting a cat on her instagram and selling it online in the oversea to generate income. Once I could stand up and sit, I tried to paint with my right hand. My first paintings received praise from my friends my stroke survivor abroad. They gave a word I started painting all the time to find income. I painted abstract drawings using my weak right hand. My wife did not work. He suffered a vision in the right eye and could see only one eye. He paints potrait, cat pictures and scenes..We paint full time at home.We sell our paintings at the event and through internet internet..Alhamdulillah after receiving welcome buyers from abroad,we tried in Malaysia by drawing a picture of a cat on a page of malaysia cat lovers ie Oh My Jep..From there, there are some people who love painting my wife's cat, asking him to advertise the work of a picture of a cat on some other cat page.Allahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh It is very encouraging. From there we extend the result of painting to several types of drawing pictures besides cat pictures. From here we start to enter the cat competition event. From the cat page page, we get the advice and advice from cat lovers and best friends to expand the sale of handpainted paintings In November 2015 I was invited by Selamat Pagi Malaysia for my talent. Then I met personally with Dato Mahadzir Lokman. He was so impressed with my abilities.On 24th December to 29th December 2015 I have participated in event handicraft at the plaza of johor bahru under disable artist. If you want to know about says Can visit our facebook at Azwari Yusof and call us 0197568802
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為了我女兒和下一代的戰役。 2010年時生下女兒。這一年的母乳知識和支援極少,我走了一段心力交瘁的路途。上司的為難使我必須從工作和餵奶之間做選擇,所以我辭去穩定的工作,親自照顧和哺乳孩子。 丈夫每月兩千五百令吉撐住這個家,我帶著孩子創辦“馬來西亞哺乳與自然育兒協會”,一邊哺乳一邊做哺乳教育、推廣和改革的工作。單純希望創造一個哺乳友善的社群,等我女兒有了自己的孩子以後,甭像我這樣因為得不到社會的支持而需要作出許多犧牲。 在丈夫苦撐,其他父母義工的支持下,我終於在2015年為這個非盈利組織設置了會所,繼續支援這個社會。我仍然在面對非盈利組織的困境——資金的缺乏。儘管如此,我仍然會為了女兒,我們的下一代,所有人的下一代,繼續這個創造哺乳親善環境的戰役。 我做好準備為這項永無止境的戰役奮鬥,給予社會支援、嘗試辦到醫療領域制度上的改革,直到我離開人世為止。我相信上天會眷顧為生命使命而努力的人,因此我願把我自己交託予祂引領。
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10 years ago, we were a group of young award-winning Chinese musicians deciding to band together to create an arts company to promote Chinese music to the masses. This company came to be known as The TENG Company. Life was difficult as a small traditional arts company in Singapore and we had no source of funding. Instead, as directors of the company and then tertiary students, we forked out whatever money we had to kickstart the company and fund its operations—creating such a company and growing it over these 10 years truly brought about the best in us. Today, the company boasts the most dynamic young Singaporean Chinese music educators and performers. TENG has also gained a reputation for its unique brand of heritage music and cross genre performances, merging traditional, contemporary, Eastern and Western styles. Besides performing, members of The TENG Company also instruct, teach, conduct and inspire the next generation of young Chinese musicians. We are committed to bringing out the best in our students by grooming them, providing platforms for them to perform, empowering them and fulfilling their dreams by helping them achieve their musical aspirations, all while grounding them in our musical heritage. Happy 10th anniversary TENG and may we continue to bring out the best in our students, as it continues to bring out the best in us.
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Associate Equipment Engineer National Semiconductor Manufacturer Singapore Pte Ltd 11, Lorong 3, Toa Payoh, Singapore 319579 My job responsibilities are to be in charge of the line maintenance. It includes the setting up of the devices that testing on (RT, HT & LT as including Mil-Aero) uses the Tester & Handler as well as related devices issues. My responsibilities are also accountable for the Low Yield, QA Reject and the target output to our customer. Earlier on I was in charge of PM (Preventive Maintenance) on all equipments. I also giving training course to my colloquies including equipments specification as well as setup and calibrate of equipments at our Main Branch NSSG (National Semiconductor Lower Delta Singapore HQ Branch). Furthermore, I also went over to our sister plants at NSTB (National Semiconductor Singapore Telok Blangah Mil-Aero Branch) to give training as well as setup & calibration of equipments and there are 4 men’s under me. Extra Services comprises of helping colleague on trouble shooting in PCs (Gateway Computer, Client Computer, Network Computer) and even formatting computers. This also involves the loading of all the necessary software such as, OS, Anti Virus, Microsoft Office & Visio, Internet Software, Intranet, DataBase, Quicken, Java Software, Lotus (WYSIWYG) & Lotus Notes Software, etc. (Besides, Our Company also runs the Operating Software MS-DOS, Windows 3.11, Windows 95, Windows 98, Windows Me, Windows NT, Windows 2000,Windows XP, etc). Moreover, I trouble shoot PCs for my friends, which includes Setting Up of new PCs, or restoring PC (like HP, Compaq, IPC, Dell, Acer, Packard Bell, DIY, etc.) during breakdown. TESTER: M2K, M3K, PCMCT, STS, TERADYNE, Q2, TELECOM, MIL-AERO. ETC… HANDLERS: MCT ALL SERIES, SYMTEK ALL SERIES, MULTITEST, JLSI, AETRIUM, ASECO, TRIGON, DELTA. ETC… Project 1: From Year 1991, I was involved with the maintenance downtime to support production in the MCT & Symtek handlers by designing the Air purger at the contactor to prevent leakage. This also improves productivity. As a result, I achieve the Recognition Award after the project was completed. Project 2: From Year 1992, I was concerned in the automation project (which means that the Handlers for MCT& Multitest have been modified to run by themselves). As a result, the productivity of the targeted output was increased. I have also attained the Recognition Award after the Project was completed. Project 3: From Year 1997, I have been nominated to receive two of my Company¡¯s Recognition Award on the superb job being well done. 感謝 仕豪
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Straits Times : 仕豪 – (Rise-Couples-Who-Split-Within-Five-Years ) http://www.straitstimes.com/breaking-news/singapore/story/rise-couples-who-split-within-five-years-20140216 I don’t really encourage or advice young couple to divorce. ( Think Twice Before Act ) Love doesn’t come so easily for both of you and must treasure what you have – ( Truth Love ) Love comes in the form of faith and trust. I believe that both of you know each other for a period of time: - feeling, understand, emotion, share, tolerate, sacrifice, compromise, beauty and love…and so on. ( DON’T FORGET: MONEY CAN’T BUY LOVE = That’s for SURE ! ) You both agree before issuing and agreeing ( Marriage Certificate ) – To take care of each others in term of difficulties during bad or good times for LIFE - ( By Law, Parents and Friends as well as Witnesses) Things happen: don’t always think of the other party is at fault. First, think and reflect on yourself on what you had done or why did the other party want to divorce you. This shall not happen even there are problems arising and need to sit down and talk nicely to solve by both of you or even including of parents. (DIVORCE). If both parties are faithful, there won’t be a breakdown of marriage. I married since ( 1983 ) and I have never though of divorcing my wife until today ( 2014 ). If things went wrong, I will think what I have done wrong and not my (Wife) to blame? Even earlier on, I have a very good lovely girl-friend colleague with me and she takes care of me very well, I can only put her in my memories. I will promise my wife (1st and last) for my rest of LIFE! 感謝 Google - 林仕豪 https://plus.google.com/116949922566275913854/posts Picasa Web Albums - 仕豪 http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7G40CV7cazlHTGOjTumFozcRYtK9d9SQH06nJntIyog Favorite videos - 仕豪 YouTube http://www.youtube.com/channel/UCR73G0r2hV3Wi-EXmkRTjgA/videos Favorite videos - 仕豪 美雲 Flickr Photostream https://www.flickr.com/photos/110228777@N08/sets/ Marina Mandarin - 林仕豪 https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1471930983035833.1073741841.100006568362263&type=1&l=f1e7605e8b FaceBook - 美雲 仕豪 https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=1432139460359580&set=vb.100006906180494&type=2&theater LinkedIn – Sez Hoe http://sg.linkedin.com/pub/sez-hoe/96/7ba/585 Twitter – Lim Sez Hoe https://twitter.com/LimSezHoe Tumblr - Sez Hoe http://sezhoe.tumblr.com/
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I've always felt the strong need to create, to make things and express feelings through these things and I guess in some ways I always felt the need to take ownership of something. I remember telling friends that I really want to 'have my own thing' for about two years and I finally did that late 2014, when I started Of Trying Times. Funny enough, I didn't start it because I decided to go ahead and 'have my own thing', instead it was a funny series of events that led to the humble beginnings of the small label I can finally call my own; a series of disappointing jobs, random fiddling with a box of polymer clay and a radio announcement about an upcoming arts market. I first started meddling with polymer clay after a tiring day of work and found comfort in the flexibility of the material. There was so much I could do with it and I started working with it frequently, feeling so much joy during the process. It quickly became my medium of expressing my disappointment, anxiety and other feelings that I wasn’t so good with, telling stories through the pieces and learning in the process that many felt the same way about being 20. Out of sheer fate, I sold some pieces at a local arts market and it was very well received, giving me the courage to continue selling the pieces, eventually becoming a real label. While the label started by selling jewellery, I also took the chance to connect more people through letter swap projects so that others who felt the same sense of anxiousness would realise that they too, weren’t alone. Through all these projects and connection, I finally felt a sense of fulfilment and it has truly become the best of me.
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Wajah kegembiraan adalah sinar kebahgiaan milik setiap insan. Segala kedukaan yang terpalit kerna memori silam bagaikan terpadam selamanya. Ingin rasanya tetap waktu dimasa itu. Terpamer senyuman bahgia meniti bibir. Laksana dunia ini hanya miliknya. Wahai pujangga dunia, bangkitnya diri kerna rasa cinta pada diri telah kembali. Syukur tidak lekang meniti di mulut kini. Pencipta menunjukkan keagungannya. Betapa besar kurniannya membuat kaki bertatih walau lelah bertandang, kian menekan namun tetap bertahan melawan arus gelombang. Ini dinamakan kehidupan. Bagaimana manusia itu bisa ketawa pabila kesedihan? Tika bahgia ia bercucuran air mata. Kuasa Yang Maha Esa bukan? Cuba selami kisah si kecil yang tidak mengenal erti kasih sayang. Apa yang telah dilaluinya? Siapa yang bersamanya? Titik persoalan menerjah pikiran. Persoalannya ringkas sahaja namun mengandungi pelbagai kisah. Mangsa perkotak katik manusia, mangsa belenggu jiwa manusia. Siapa? Si kecil itu yang kini telah dewasa. Sedang menikmati kebahgiaan yang tidak dikenali dulu. Cereka ini sebagai permulaannya sahaja. Menarik minat untuk mengenali siapa si kecil dikalangan manusia pemangsa itu dulu. Kisah begini sepertinya sudah biasa ditonton dan didengar bak drama televisyen. Namun ada sesuatu yang berbeza dari sinopsisnya. Siapa yang bisa mengerti jika sendiri tidak melaluinya. Tentu sahaja sinis bunyinya. Bukan dirinya sahaja yang berduka. Benar itu pasti dihamburkan sesetengah manusia. Selami dan amati bait-bait inci kehidupannya. Pasti banyak pedoman yang akan diperolehi nanti. Ruang dan peluang yang tiba-tiba muncul jarang berlaku. Mungkin ini titik permulaan yang Allah kurniakan. Yakin segalanya adalah perancangan yang terbaik adalah dariNYA. Minat menulis serta berkongsi kisah hidup sudah lama terpendam. Pernah suatu ketika berbalas emel dengan penulis novel "Rose Harissa" pengarang dari Alaf 21 tentang keinginan berkongsi kisah hidup dalam bait-bait novel tulisannya. Nasihat pengarang agar diri sendiri menerokai jalan ceritanya. Katanya cuba realisasikan impian menulis dengan mencabar diri sendiri. Berani bertindak dan teruskan niat. Ketika itu belum mengerti apa yang cuba diterjemahkan. Hampir 10 tahun memendam angan dan biarkan berlalu bersama waktu. Berbekalkan doa serta keinginan yang telah lama terbuku, Allah mengizinkan permulaan ini. Doa agar dipermudahkan segalanya. Kebaikan akan datang jika kita tahu memberi yang terbaik.
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Bermula dari langkah kecil...akhirnya aku berjaya. Langkah yang kecil namun penuh dengan cabaran. Cita-citaku menjadi seorang pengurus bola sepak. Namun, impian aku, adalah menjadi seorang jurulatih bola sepak pada usia mudaku ini, 16 tahun. Semuanya bermula dengan kejayaanku memenangai satu pertandingan futsal anjuran guru PJ ku. Kelasku melantikku sebagai pengurus mereka. Aku sungguh gembira. Kelasku, kelas yang terpandai di sekolahku, namun paling lemah dalam bola sepak. Aku memegang amanah untuk memenangi satu yang dianggap, 'mustahil'. Tidak pernahku berhenti mengkaji semua taktikal,setiap corak permainan bagi ditanamkan dalam skuad ku itu. Alhamdullilah, semua usaha aku dibalas dengan kejayaan oleh Yang Maha Esa. Namun, aku tidak berhenti di sana. Itu telah menjadi titik permulaan karierku. Aku segera menanam hasrat mengurus pasukan lebih besar, iaitu menjadi jurulatih sekolahku sendiri. Tanggal 16 Oktober, seorang yang benar-benar membantuku, Encik Subra memberikan aku peluang, mengalas tugas itu. Aku bersyukur sangat, dan amat gembira. Di sana, aku telah mengenali apa itu kawan, apa itu musuh. Apa itu kejayaan, apa itu kegagalan. Aku sungguh bangga dengan diri aku. Sebagai salah seorang jurulatih di sana, aku sungguh bersyukur dapat bekerja dengan pengurus-pengurus yang berkaliber. Semuanya telah menolong diriku, menjadi lebih baik. Aku kemudiannya, menjawat pula jawatan pengurus bola sepak untuk sekolah lain. Kejayaan yang tidak akan aku lupakan. Aku berjaya mengenali, mengawal keadaan di sana, walaupun aku ini 'orang asing' pada awalnya, namun akhirnya semuanya menjadi saudara mara aku. Tidak mungkin dapat aku gantikan kejayaan aku ini dengan wang ringgit. Aku akan sentiasa berharap, aku akan lebih berjaya dan cukup kental menentang segala pancaroba yang akan aku hadapi pada masa depan. Ingin aku sampaikan, terima kasihku kepada orang-orang yang telah menyokong serta membangkang ku,kerana sesungguhnya,semua itu proses pembelajaranku. Dan minta maaf juga, jika aku gagal menjadi seorang yang profesional melawan perasaan ku ini. Terima kasih: Encik Subramaniam, SMK Batu Lapan, SMK Bandar Puchong Jaya (A), Coach Mani dan Coach Arvin, ayahku, Sajahan Zainul Abidin dan ibuku, Sabura Amal Seihu Gani, kawan-kawanku, Yusuf, Jeremy, Sahil, Sailenra, Fadzlin, Aqil, Thum Choon Kit, Erin Slyvan, Riszy dan Farid. Ikhlas dariku.
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Always a curious boy, I grew up in a traditional Chinese family. I’ve always gotten things my way. Always rebellious, always defiant, always a selfish trouble-maker. I have been fortunate enough to escape death a few times in my life now. One of those was a car accident where I was flunked off Sheares’ bridge. People often say that near-death experiences transform lives, I am glad it did to mine, and for the better. In those moments, I saw my life flashed before me like a movie cliché and I survived afterwards with a strong desire to live my life differently. Before that, I didn’t understand any of my family’s love for me, and have never cared about how they feel each time I disappoint them. My awakening has made me appreciate my loved ones, just by them nobly being there, quietly supporting and accepting me. My gratitude towards their love makes me want to go forth and help others whenever I can. I live by the saying, ‘the more you give, the more you can give”. It is a blessing to be able to give. My profession as a photographer allows me to communicate and inspire more people about life’s bigger issues such as social injustice through photography as a medium. By creating awareness, I know I can help improve the lives of many victims. My family’s love has made my awakening possible and because of them, I want to give back in a big sense. They made me the best of me.
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I'm Jason Soon. A ex hotelier, spending eight years in hotel building. The last position was bar manager. Realised non alcohol drink in malaysia is more important.. now I'm doing is transform the cocktail to mocktail for Malaysia market.. to delight the non alcohol crowd.. and allow the non alcohol crowd able to enjoy the life style with holding a pretty drinks. My current position is Beverage Innovation Manager - country Malaysia. Cheers..
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至给在天国的爸爸 亲爱的父亲,谢谢你让我明白知足常乐的道理。 人活着并不是为了每天工作赚钱 钱是很重要,但是钱不是一切不是全部 生命之不可忽视的是家人和健康! 2014,残酷的病魔把你从我们的身边带走 虽有千千万万的不舍,但是我相信到天国的你,一定会更加开心更加快乐。 在天国,你将没有病痛的折磨,没有烦恼。 你将化身为自由的小天使,在天上守护着我和妈妈! 我爱你爸爸! 你那开朗大方的个性,长长让你一起洗肾的病人和工作人员留下深刻的印象。 你总是面带笑容的对待大家,再不舒服也从不会表现在脸上 洗肾再痛,你都会跟我说不痛 洗肾再辛苦,再累,你都会跟我说你习惯了。 好希望你还在我们的身边。 我有好多好多的话想对你说。 你临走之前对我说的我都还记得,你说的我也做着,我不曾忘记 但愿下辈子我们还有父女情缘! 女儿上。 #thebestofyou
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“她”是一位甘之如饴且不会逆来顺受的女人。虽只有六年级的教育程度,只因好学,喜欢看新闻和报纸; 所以时时能知天下事。三十六岁已守寡的她,一个人带着独女,在没有依靠或協助下,开始了她艰辛的生活。 “她”就是我至爱的妈妈,因为她,我知道什么是放下、舍得。我感恩她给我一个机会照顧她,也让我知道慢活的道理。 我要借此向她说: 我爱您,i love you mum.您是最好的。因为您,我且行且珍惜,且行且领悟 ; 惜当下,不会误。 这篇文章没有华丽的字体,却是至情至愛的体悟。我悟了什么是爱,什么是感恩。时间不会为任何人停留,只有自己去把握。可能不会尽如人意,尽力了将会是不完美的“圆满”。
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你好,我是叶子男。大家都怎麽叫我!我来自Terengganu的一个小镇叫Jerteh。哪裡没有很棒的教育设备,所以中学毕业后大家都纷纷到KL来读书,我也不例外。从小就很喜欢画画,常常喜欢在家裡做做美劳,所以在中学毕业前我就打算就读于设计有关科系。后来我就读Malaysian Institute of Art (MIA),Industrial Design (IND) Diploma。我们都必须在两年半裡完成学业,之后就是普遍的到社会去工作。可是在我Semester 5 Internship的时候,我突然间发现我就快结束我2年半的大学生涯。此时我有种不知所措,觉得读了那麽长的时间,也学了很多东西,可是我真的要像大家一样就这样出社会打工赚钱吗?我是设计师,我要有设计师的冒险精神,勇于尝试新事物。所以在我当实习生的3个月裡,因为没有课业的只有工作的情况下我决定要干一件我以前没有做过的事。一开始每天上班都是步行去到公司的,在途中我常常观察周围的环境,探索新事物。所以呢我每天都有注意到地方的落叶,于是不知道哪裡来的点子,当下决定要做叶子凋刻。决定用叶子来凋刻的原因是因为我本身是一名设计师,而且我偏爱带有环保意识的设计(ECO Design / Green Design)。所以我就跟从我最初的心,选者了叶子,同时呢我想要用我自己的方法把环保的理念传达给我身边的人,或曾经看过我作品的人。 于是当天下班后急急忙忙的回家开始一系列的research功课,发现其实国外也有叶子凋刻师。看见国外的大师级作品,我更加的确定我要认真拿起凋刻刀,凋下属于我的一片天。之后呢我买了一把凋刻刀,下班后会把叶子带回家,每晚埋头苦干的开始我的凋刻之路!。在短短的3个月裡我发现我的凋刻突飞勐进,也开始得到朋友的关注。 从一开始没有任何参考,或示范的情况下凋刻到自己研究凋刻技巧,到每晚彷彿自己陷入泥沼一样的无法自拔的凋刻很长的时间,终于的我的身体亮起了红灯。之前因为嵴椎骨有受过伤,加上每晚长时间的不正确的坐姿和凋刻姿势导致嵴椎骨和颈部骨头恶化。结果主动的到了医院报到,医生一直嘱咐我要停止/减少凋刻时间,但我就是没把医生的话听进心裡,还是一如往常的埋头苦干的凋刻。还记得最严重的一次是我连站都站不直,而且感觉双腿疼痛,麻痺。那时候我才发现大事不妙,再一次向医生求救,而医生大胆的给我推测说大概是压倒双腿的神经线了。我顿时晴天霹雳,后来我慢慢调试自己凋刻时间,尽量不要过度使用身体给我的极限。这样我才慢慢的有好转。其实在那个过程,我自己现在回想,觉得自己很勇敢。我为了什麽如此坚持。我不想就这样轻易放弃,我希望将来我可以有怎麽一段故事可以跟大家分享,也不想因为这样而少了跟大家分享我环保理念的管道。 我同时也想鼓励众多的新一代设计师或艺术家,尤其马来西亚,勇于尝试,勇于跌到,勇于改变。Do What You LOVE, LOVE What You Do。你好我是叶子凋刻师,叶子男!
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她是誰?有人稱她為鍾女士,也有人稱她為朱夫人,而我稱她為祖母。她出生於一個能夠算是安康之家,但是出生於一個比較大的家庭,使得她很小就開始懂事,並且在豆蔻年華之際就必須出來工作以維持家用...大約十八九歲時,她就嫁給了當時正值壯年的爺爺。兩人本以為能夠順順利利無病無痛地組織家庭。怎料好景不常在,當我小姑出事後不久,我祖父不知如何得了未知之症,有人說是他得罪了權貴被下蠱了,也有人說是因為太過勞累導致重病,在那不久後他便與世長辭了,留下來的僅僅只有一間舊房子和當時年紀尚幼的十個兒女。當年為了賺錢以養活我父親以及他的九個兄弟姐妹,我祖母被迫一天之內做上好幾份工作,甚至於嘗試過一天只睡兩三個小時。即使再勞累再辛苦,她也沒有想過放棄或是拋棄過任何一個子女。熬過了十載有余,終於把兒女都拉扯長大。當中的勞累與酸楚,實在無法用隻字片語來表達...由於小時候我住在祖母家,所以得到了她無數的教誨,她時常告訴我們:人生是一條不長不短的路程,只要在途中盡量把自己的角色演好,該有所為有所不為,只要不愧於父母天地就足夠了。並且她也告誡我們一些些為人處世的道理。當時的我們可以說是極其深受她輔導,以至於我們一家人都不會做出有違為人道之事。近年來她的身體機能每況愈下,直到今年年中,她的身體撐不下去了就此逝世而去。雖然她人已逝去,但是她的告誡教育永遠都活在我們心中。她是最好的我,誰是最好的你? #thebestofyou #home
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Having lost my father at a young age and being shun away from relatives plus growing up in a broken home where you feel like one of the main cast of a never-ending drama where the scriptwriter forgot to actually include the comic relief into some parts, I often felt like there is no way out and there is no point in living. Looking out of my window, the grass is always greener on the other side. Through the years, there is only one question that i wanted to ask the scripwriter and everyone else involved, "Why?" One day i woke up from a trans, at my lowest of low, at my wits end, at 19.No.This is not how i end my life. This is not it. I pick up whatever that is left of me and took a deep breath. I vowed to start a new. I enrolled myself for the 3rd time to ITE. I learnt to pick the right friends, to only pick the good stuff of the past 18 years and moved on and try to fix my broken self on my own. Against all the odds, I graduated. Because of finances, i couldn't proceed to higher nitec so i got a full-time job and enrolled in a part-time WSQ Diploma of which I graduated. Fast forward to my present, i am working for one of the crisis shelter for victims of family violence. As much as i am working to finance myself, i feel like i am giving back to the community and i am happy. I might not have been the brightest star or have anything special in me but if i have learnt anything at all, it is that.. there might be alot of scripts thrown at me but i am in charge of my own happiness and i have stopped wanting to ask the scriptwriter and everyone else "Why?" Some questions are better left unanswered. For teens or anyone out there who are having it harder than their other peers.. i hope you hang on and stay stong because you are never alone. And trust me... with hardships comes ease.
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灯塔 静静地 伫立于海岸边 灯火 闪呀闪的 引着船儿归航 纵然外头 刮着风 下着雨 任它惊涛骇浪 只要循着那闪闪灯光 必能回到安全的港湾 家 是我的灯塔 闪闪灯火 犹如小时候 爸妈声声的叮咛 关爱和呵护 从不缺 累了倦了 归航靠岸 卸下包袱 让繁嚣都沉淀 再带着正能量 重新出发。。 如今 我们长大了 爸妈老了 就让我们守护与陪伴 长长久久 。。 一切繁华如云烟 简单 就是一种幸福 平安 就是一种财富 惟愿 爱我的人和我爱的人 岁月安好 #thebestofyou #community
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Knowing her for more than 42 years is a real blessing. She is one in a million….a diamond who will always shine brightly even in the dark. She is a loyal wife, who took great care of her family especially her husband. When her husband fell ill, she took care of him even when he was bedridden for more than 4 years; she was the one who showered him, fed him first before she took hers, washed his dirt and changed his diapers and every single details of his routines had became hers. She is physically weak, but for the past four years, the children saw her very strong side when she kept all her upset within herself for the husband who was no longer able to earn for the family. With 5 children and 20 grand children, she is the most tolerable and soft hearted mother, grandma and wife. One thing touched me the most is when every time the family members sat together for meals, she will be the last person to take her meal; just to make sure that the children and grandchildren have enough to eat. Not that the children did not stop her and ask her to seat together for meals; but she said it has become her habit. How humble she is! Life goes on…this great woman above is actually my lovely mother who I used to call “MAK” for more than 42 years. She is Marsidah binti Tukiman, a 63years old iron lady in my siblings’ heart. She is a kindhearted woman with millions of loves in her heart. On 26 June 2015, she lost her beloved husband, her best friend and her soul mate for almost half a decade. A great husband, a dad and a grandfather had left us forever. May his soul rest in peace and blessed by Allah. As her only son, I promised that I will take care of her till her last breath. Stay strong ‘MAK’ even after half of your strength was taken away by ‘ABAH’…and I believe that you will always be strong for us….INSYAALLAH… I believe my commitment to take care of my mother will be ... "The Best of You"
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Ibu engkaulah ratu hatiku” Satu ayat yang memberi seribu makna untuk semua anak di dunia. Memang betul, ibu lah ratu hati saya. Tempat saya bermanja, mengadu kasih dan tempat meluahkan segala masalah yang saya hadapi. Oleh itu, pemergian ibu amat memberi kesan kepada diri saya.Disini saya ingin kongsikan pengalaman saya menjaga ibu yang sakit tenat kerana menghidapi penyakit kencing manis. Pengalaman ini tidak mungkin dapat saya lupakan selama-lamanya. Pada tahun 2002, penyakit kencing manis yang ibu hidapi menjadi semakin kronik. Ibu terpaksa ditempatkan di hospital untuk mendapat rawatan lanjut. Kesan daripada penyakit itu, kedua belah kaki ibu terpaksa dipotong kerana jangkitan kuman telah merebak. Pergerakan ibu amat terbatas dan hanya menghabiskan masa di katil sahaja. Sakit yang ibu lalui menyebabkan ibu kurang selera makan. Tiap hari, ibu menjadi semakin kurus. Namun saya rasa bersyukur kerana berpeluang menjaga ibu disaat-saat terakhir. Peluang yang dikurniakan Allah saya guna sepenuhnya untuk menjaga ibu yang saya cintai. Selama 29 hari ibu bertarung dengan penyakitnya, akhirnya ibu tewas. Saya redha pemergian ibu selama-lamanya. Pemergian ibu amat memberi kesan terhadap kami sekeluarga kerana hilangnya satu-satunya ibu dalam hidup saya. Saya telah cuba memberikan yang terbaik untuk ibu saya. Anda bagaimana? #thebestofyou #home
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“哈咯,阿媽,你吃飽未啊?今日煮咗咩菜啊?爸比呢?阿妹放咗工沒啊?” 我來自山城,說的是粵語;來到了大象城,說的是華語。每個晚上的8時30分,同樣的問候 總會在電話接通後出現。這樣的習慣,在我中六畢業後離開家鄉,遠赴理大求學時就已開始了,也已經持續了約九年。一通電話,可以讓遠在家鄉的父母親,少一點擔心、少一份牽掛、少一絲思念。同一通的電話,父母親在那頭的聲音,可以一解我對他們的思念。 我,不是個孝順的女兒。在大學畢業後的一個月,毅然離開他們,隻身遠奔到大象城--一個完全陌生、舉目無親的地方謀生。回家探望的次數,也因種種原因,而變得五根指頭也數得清。心中的愧疚,唯有天天打電話回去給家鄉的父母親,讓他們曉得我的生活,以減少他們的憂慮。父母親尊重我的決定讓我到外地工作,我能夠做的,就只能不讓他們操心。所以,每天的電聊,在我人生中,佔了一部分;也是每一天,我最期待的時刻。 每天晚上8時30分準時打這一通電話回家是我的習慣。為什麼是晚上的8時30分呢?因為,晚上的8時30分,它的國際時間是2030,也就是我想對父母親說,卻一直羞於啟口的, 愛你;想你。 遠在外地工作的你,今天,打電話回家了嗎? #thebestofyou #home
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今天来到了2015年7月1号了。我还记得2010年7月1日的那一个傍晚,我的父母尊重我的选择,让我自己面对新的生活、新的挑战而送我来到了马六甲,来到了公司的宿舍。那一个晚上,我无法入睡--也许是睡不习惯宿舍的床褥,也许感到害怕,也许有点点的后悔。那时候对于即将来临的黎明感到很无助。第二天,7月2日,我第一天正式上班。犹记得当天的早晨,天空很亮,我彻夜未眠,很早就起床准备了。早上7时45分正,我穿着黄色的上衣,拿着一把母亲特地买给我的雨伞,独自步行到那个陌生、感到紧张的未知数。 第一天,我感到热。 第二天,我却感到非常热。 第三天,我沮丧了。 那时候的我,告诉自己,熬一下吧!熬过了一年,就回家吧。 但是,一年复一年,就这样的来到了2015年。五年里,熬过了一关又一关,虽克服了某个困难,也需继续面对新的挑战。我把我那5年的青春,都留在了这里。每一次当有了要离开的念头,总会出现新的学习机会。我选择离开家乡,来到外地寻找属于我自己的天空,而不能与父母常见面、无法参与一切大大小小的家庭活动。很多时候的夜里,我都在问自己:“嗨,这样做,值得吗?”可是,那么多年了,我还是找不到答案。 没有关系,无论如何,还是要对自己说一声: “嗨,离乡背井的你,辛苦了!5周年快乐!” 抓住每一次的机会,让每个机会使自己能够继续成长,不保留在原地或倒退,是我对自己的人生的态度。加油!
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有天我帮朋友打听编剧的工作机会。。。 有天突然我问自己,既然能写作,为什么不尝试跨界写剧本呢?有天和朋友在聊天室里谈起了The Cathay Motion Picture Awards 2014 短片竞赛,于是我们参加了这比赛! 与你分享我的编剧与短片拍摄制作初体验和每个人如何在过程中交出#最好的你! 更重要的是在短片里所要带出值得大众深思的讯息。 虽然最终我们没能入围决赛圈, 只能说大家都尽力了!在那么短的时间,有限的资源和预算,大家都尽心尽力的在能力范围内分工合作地尽量配合, 努力的把戏赶拍完,完成了我们一起制作的短片! 大家都表现出了 “最好的你”! 这是我第一次尝试编剧,安排戏服,选角,挑演员,当场务, 安排协调事宜,能全程从无到有的参与拍摄短片的幕后过程, 对我而言这是一次非常非常难得的经验!虽然好累, 但真好玩!我没什么遗憾此片没得奖,因为我在参与的过程中已经把”最好的你“交出来了!而能制作一支由家人朋友们一起演绎的短片,我觉的这已经够了, 是最超值的”纪念品“呀! The Best Of You in Cathay Motion Picture Awards 2014 最好的你!成功! #thebestofyou #work
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那时候的我还没有随身携带雨伞的习惯。每当大雨袭来,我都只能在躲雨的地方等到雨停为止。 有一天我等了超过半个小时,雨还是没有要停的意思。看着路上行色匆匆的路人,我百无聊赖地开始猜想着他们的人生。想着想着一股孤独感突然满上心头,因为刚来到这座城市,我一个朋友都没有。等待不单单消耗耐心,还带来了孤独。看着一个个撑伞离开的路人,让我有了想问问他们能不能带我一段路的冲动。这时候,有一位阿姨问我是不是要到马路对面,她表示可以送我过去。在送我过去的过程中,她一直紧紧地握着我的手腕。冰凉的雨水时不时溅到脚上,但这位陌生人的手心传来的温暖让我不再感觉无助。 从此以后,我都会带一把雨伞在身边。谢谢你,这位友善的陌生人,我会把你传来的温暖继续传下去。
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I met him on Khao San Road, Bangkok. I was on an art trip and he was there for holiday. We were acquaintances. We met in a social club and since we were heading for Thailand, we could get cheaper alternatives for some event materials there. We started texting and realized we had the similar brand of flat humor and instant messaging lameness, at least with all my hideous typos, I guess he understood. The evening before the little rendezvous, our mutual friend called him up to chill together. Then again, sometimes you know, plans fail. Mr cabby driver scammed us and we got lost. In the end, he got ditched. The next day we finally met. But I was lethargic due to all the unforeseen bus idiocy and last minute tour plans in the day. So our meeting got delayed. Tat night. Clearly, the errand was consciously (him) and unconsciously (me) rendered to some funky street hopping and dinner- fruit juice and octopus sticks. We even stumbled upon this famous mango sticky rice ice-cream shop. Ass-sauntering through the awakened bustling nightlife, we tried luke-warm puns and failed punch-lines. Eventually, we wanted a good massage and headed into this deserted looking one. To my dismay, it was hands down- the worst massage I ever received in my lifespan and the shadyness could rival Fifty. We tried not to be awkward, while filling the bizarreness with catch-ups of the lives we lived. We decided to proceed for a few nonsensical-massage-make-up-drinks, in a gawky night bar with a band chanting unknown songs. There were relentless fidgeting alongside some intrusive probing and pick ups. I didn know how to respond. I guess he didn expect any of these either. That night was ablaze with unfamiliar experiences and unspoken thoughts, woven in a net of swirling waves leased under some of the funniest collision of circumstances. But there was chemistry. Have you ever met someone, when some strange realization dawned upon you that maybe you have met them before. It's like your soul peeking into another's and blurting out an animated "Hello Mate". The strangeness of familiarity and familiarity of strangeness. All in one, with a ribbon on it. Perhaps, he must have been my grandfather or uncle before, I theorized. Since we've come on home, there were few meetings. Every occasion, the intensity. A vessel of emotions carefully hidden (swept under the rug). We only spoke out loud half of what we wanted to say. There's no If in life. And I have always believed the universe has a way of speaking to you. I don't think u squander away a rare connection anyhow. In between travels and humdrum of daily hustles, Before you know it, Tat instant moment(s) Get frozen in the most far-fetched ends of memory lane along with time the creeper. And sometimes, All you need is just A step. So far Yet so near. - Fallen burrow angel in the City of Angels
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My mom is a beautiful soul. She is compassion and love, a listening ear and a firm guiding hand. She knows exactly what I need, when I need it. Sometimes, it’s to bring my head down from the clouds, to keep me grounded. Sometimes, it’s to give me that push to dare dream that impossible dream. She’s the logic to balance my emotion, and my moral compass. In life, it’s easy to lose sight of what’s important, to lose track of the things that matter. She is that gentle reminder and my anchor in the storm. When my time on earth is done, I can only hope that I have made a difference, as she has to so many. To her friends, her neighbors, her students, and even strangers on the streets. All that is good in me is because of her. My mom is a beautiful soul. And I know many would agree.
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Yuli was diagnosed with Asperger’s disease when he was 18 years old. Although he had been living 18 years of his life with the challenges of Asperger’s, a lack of information and resources available at that time caused his parents to think that he was just slow in learning. It was only in the recent years that his mother came across an article about Asperger’s and she could finally pinpoint at the medical condition her son was suffering from. Growing up with Asperger has caused much confusion and heartbreak to Yuli. As he had problems socializing with others, he was often side-lined and misunderstood by his peers. Sometimes those around him would hurl hurtful remarks at him, causing him hurt and confusion, as he did not understand their actions. Despite all the hardship he had to go through as a child and teenager, he is happy and grateful that he has gained a few true friends. Although not everyone can understand him, he knows he can count on these few friends to give him support and care. Yuli showed artistic promise as a child as he would spend hours doodling away. In his teen years, he also took an interest in skateboarding and heavy metal art, which influenced him to draw monsters and aggressive creatures both real and imaginative. He amassed a large collection of digital and physical artworks drawing his inspiration from many artists and art books too. Living with Asperger’s actually gave Yuli a unique individual outlook in life and his surroundings which enabled him to capture his own artistic take on subjects as he sees them. He is particularly fond of painting animals and landscapes with his forte in using pen and ink as a medium of painting. Yuli is particularly known for his love of drawing Japanese landscapes and has drawn many scenes. He has a strong eye for detail, which results in paintings that looks so realistic they seem like they are printed out. Having earned his Bachelor of Arts in Graphic Designing from Curtin University, Western Australia, Yuli stepped into the working world. However, he realized his real passion lied in becoming an artist so he dedicated his effort into drawing full time. Yuli is extremely devoted to his artistic work, as he is very particular about the details in his work, drawing something take a toll on his hands. It is not uncommon for him to take long breaks in between completing his art pieces so that he is able to give his 100% to every artwork. Yuli has been able to persevere through all the adversity in his life and now giving his best for his passion because of his faith in God. Since young, his mom encouraged him to walk close to God and trust in God regardless of the circumstances in life. Yuli managed to pull through the hard time and succeed in his artistic endeavour because he has one true and faithful friend, God. To Yuli, God is the best of him as God gives him the strength and peace to walk every step in his life.
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When you witness how a person dedicated his whole life to a cause he believed in and against all odds made the seemingly impossible a reality, it inspires you profoundly. The late Mr Lee Kuan Yew, Singapore’s founding father, is one such exemplary figure. And when you read his various memoirs, you get a good sense of his central traits and when you sense his heart and care for the people he governed, it moves you greatly. It feels like you had a stroll with him in a park on a cool breezy day with him humming lightheartedly along and no words were spoken. You know him in that way. Others read about how Singapore developed from a third world country to a first, while I lived through it moving from a kampung attap house without even the basic sanitation when I was a few years old to public housing with good clean sanitation later and eventually private housing where we get to toy with designer finishes and all in my adulthood. And it was clear that one visionary leader with the utmost willpower, tenacity, intellect and dedication made it possible. Mr Lee is my personal Superman hero who inspired me to be a better person through his visions and value system he instilled into Singapore’s cultural DNA. I was indirectly taught by him to be an honest and incorruptible person, to be a person of integrity and to never give up at times of adversity and be a fighter. There is a sense of beauty to Mr Lee’s almost ascetic way of living and unyielding focus to bring success to the nation and by default, every Singaporean. He attained a sort of “secular sainthood” through his life’s work and way of life. After all, he created the miracle of this shining little red dot we call home today. I have not experienced another human source of inspiration more powerful than Mr Lee. Such inspirations from and respect for him pushed me to work for a few years before I could complete the creation and preparation of the public tribute exhibition to him titled “光宗耀祖” (Light and Brilliance). It is with regret that I was not able to present the series of work to him in person. I dedicate this series of work to him and pay him the highest tribute I can as an artist and citizen and hope to share the artwork with all who love him. He made me a better man and a proud citizen of Singapore.
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早晨,走在路上。 他们都遇见野菇。 路人甲和她的太太说:你看,它多么生命力顽强,坚持活下去。 路人乙经过心想:这野菇生长在这里肯定有毒,不能靠近! 路人丙心想:如果这草地能长满野菇,那有多美啊! 路人丁当个低头族,刷着电话上的面书加快步伐离开。 有时候,转换念头只在一瞬间, 当换个方向去思考或听取他人意见, 我们会发现有所不同。 我们常听见:“我要去旅行看世界最美的风景。” 其实,最美的风景一直在一路上。 走在路上, 心在路上, 沿途都是美景。
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我很幸运,生命中有许多不同的“我”。我经历了不同了人生,不同的年代,不同的性格,不同的人物,不同的命运。这些“我”都能预知结局,懂得她是如何走完“这一生”,偶尔我会俏皮的加入一些元素,让她的生命曲折些,或更多姿多彩。 唯独我自己的人生,是无法预知的,只能一步一脚印的去经营。 幼时的快乐非常简单容易满足。少年时才明白父母的生活压力,家境的贫困,记得曾经走在沙滩上,看着闪烁发亮的沙粒,多希望它们能变成钻石,日子可以一霎那转变,灰姑娘的梦想。 小学时代的求知欲很强,但是在学习的道路上并不容易走,爸爸妈妈工作忙,教育水平也不高,我是家中老大,功课不会的,也没人教导,课堂上常常无法交出作业。 中学那四年,是琼瑶时代,沉迷于小说世界,加上那是纯华校教育转入双语教育的年代,英文一向不行的我,在多数科目突然变成英文的情况下,除了原本的华文科目,都全军覆没。中四会考成绩,华文,文学都考的不错,但总分数就在进入高中学府的边缘,级任老师鼓励我去试试报读高中,回家与当时经营油炸香蕉小贩生意的父亲商量,听出爸爸为难的语气,说我下面还有三个妹妹一个弟弟要受教育。我明白,如果我坚持的话,爸爸是不会拒绝,但也清楚我们那小小档口,天天赚的点钱,是不够的。于是,我决定踏出社会,工作赚钱减轻爸爸负担。就从当车衣女工开始,工作是天天在车衣间,车着同一条线,就这样做了一年,觉得日子不能这样下去。开始寻找第二份工作,在一家日本塑料工厂当QC,那里的工作需要用英文写报告,让我知道了英文的重要。之后我到了一家上海古董家具厂当生产部书记,才明白自己需要去进修学习。于是下班后上夜学,学英文,簿记。之后我就进了一家铝业工厂当簿记员。 就在那时候,没想到小学时参加“丽的呼声少年儿童话剧组”所打下的华语基础,让我中四那年参加了电视台演员训练班,在当业余演员时,给予我许多演出机会的戏剧监制~李明芬的引见下,电视台邀我成为全职演员。当时的脑海里,是报章上读到的娱乐圈很黑暗,考虑了半年才决定签约,由于当时还未成年,得妈妈陪同签约,就这样我成了全职艺人。 进入电视台的第一项任务,是代替原本病倒了的梁萍主持现场大型节目《斗歌竞艺81》。公司是看得起我,可是我知道自己有多少料,我很害怕,但还是得硬着头皮上,天天在家重复死背那个星期节目的稿,到了最后几场比赛,我病了,妈妈还在现场扶着我上台。做完这个比赛,让我更清楚自己一定要更努力学习,紧记恩师李明芬的嘱咐,唯有自我充实才能发挥自如,于是开始积极阅读许多戏剧文学,学习吉他歌唱舞蹈,为工作的需要做好准备。就在那时,新加坡进入本地戏剧的黄金期。我非常幸运,被挑选演出重头剧《雾锁南阳》的女主角阿梅,开始了灿烂的演艺生涯。那时年轻,忙碌,也和许多少女一样,渴望恋爱结婚。 终于遇到之财,1989年我们结婚了,第三年我们生了儿子。从玉女转型,对公司,对我自己,都不是一件容易的事。心理上,我已成了妈妈,如何在戏中与人谈恋爱?许多滑稽不专业的想法击倒我,我自己认输了,在新人辈出的同时,戏份明显的减少了,后来一年只拍几个单元剧。问自己是退出的时候吗?但是我还喜欢演戏。1998年儿子念小学那年,终于接到《珍珠街坊》傻阿花的角色,让我翻身,那一年我得到了生平第一个演艺奖项~“最佳女配角”,开始了我下半段的演艺生涯。 人生没有一帆风顺,最重要的是怀着沉着,乐观的心态面对困难,勇往直前。 (借此文,感谢在我生命中每个阶段,给予我机会与帮助过我的人。)
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Being the younger team in our organization, others were quick to judge our team’s capability and competency, but we have done our best to assure every one that age is not a barrier to performance. In fact, it is due to our young age that we are open to challenges and strive to success. Our team had been through thick and thin, faced demanding audits from customers and received long lists of non-conformances in our journey towards compliance to global Food Safety. But we didn’t give up. With the limitation in our existing set-up, we look for alternatives, find innovative approaches and propose cost-effective solutions to close the gap. Every now and then, there will be one if not several of our team member slipping into negativity due to the tough challenge, but there will always be one if not several to provide motivation and tuning every one back to the positive note. I still remember our QA Manager told us that we cannot be defeated by just a customer. Those words prevent me from giving up and with continued efforts, we successfully gained the approval. “Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to TRY just one more time” – Thomas Edison We all realized we have weakness as individual, and we are always willing to seek opinions from others in the team to find the best practical solution if we run out of ideas. We respect each other’s expertise, acknowledged each other’s strength, learned from each other and look after each other’s back. It is not rare to see the healthy discussion between Production-Maintenance, QC-Production, Warehouse-QA, Production-QA etc in our workspace. We could have argument at the meeting table, yet we joke and laugh together after the heated discussion in the meeting. Once a while out of frustration, one of us may grumble about giving up, but after the thought been voiced out, we will be back to our desk and diligently finding solution together to solve the issue in hand. The team spirit influenced each of us, and deep down, I know, no one will give up alone if the team continue to move forward together. At least, I won’t give up. Our boss told us he could not single out a star performer among us, but as a team, we are performing "The Best of You" ..... Teamwork, that’s the best of us.....
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我妈…… 我相信每个人都有妈妈,我也不例外,而且我觉得我的妈妈是世界上最好的,因为她关心我,呵护我。 我妈今年已经六十了,微胖但体质并不好, 关节老化双脚弯曲,五个孩子如今全已长大成人,然而她却依然全心全意地照顾我们一家大小。孩子们要带她去给专科医生医治她的关节病,她却说:“我这都是老病根,很多上了年纪的人都是这样,治不好的,不需要浪费这笔钱”……. 我妈有永远做不完的事,东擦擦,西抹抹,每天忙忙禄禄。全家人吃饱了,她又要花十多分钟的时间来洗碗。大家洗完澡,一大桶衣服要洗,叫她使用洗衣机,她却说浪费水,用手洗比较好。我妈妈为了这个家,时时刻刻在操心。 时间如白驹过隙,从我的出生到成长,二十多年过去了。我妈的皱纹深了,却滋润了我青春的脸庞。我妈的眼睛花了,却把明亮的双眸给了我们。我妈的脊背弯了,却挺直了我脆弱的后背。 有时候,我一直在想,我爸妈如今到底需要什么…….妈总说:“我和你爸都很好,你爸还有能力工作,不需要任何东西,你们在外面好好赚钱就行了”………. 我妈老了,我不知道怎么去呵护她,是因为她一直在呵护我,盼着我的一切更好。 妈,谢谢你,我非常庆幸成为您的孩子,虽然我从未让你骄傲过,你却始终待我如宝。 儿:志伟 #thebestofyou #home
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‘最好的你’,当头棒喝的一句,让我陷入了沉思。放空思绪,遨游于回忆的大海中,我尝试寻找那个最好的我。忽地,我想起了那个专心吹好笛子的我,那个用心学好吉他的我,那个奋力击出节奏的我!心里顿时茅塞顿开,原来沉浸在音乐里的我,是最好的我。 综观我二十年的生命,音乐占了我将近一半的生活。从最简单的儿歌开始,启动了我对音乐的热爱。小学时期,由于家人的不允许,我无法像一些同学那样学习钢琴和小提琴。那时的我,只有羡慕别人的份儿。但因缘际会下,中学时期的我加入了华乐团,第一次接触笛子这个乐器,便喜欢上了。在华乐团里,我认识了一群与我志同道合的团友,每当我们一起练习时,心里总会觉得很愉快。每当我们合力把曲子里最难的部分完成时,大家都会不分你我的欢呼。那段岁月,让我深深地领悟到了,音乐需要大家的互相努力配合包容,才能奏出最美的乐章,完成最棒的演出。 中学毕业后,我以为自己与音乐的缘份就此结束,没想到进入大学后,每天的生活更加离不开音乐了。大学时期的我,同时学习了吉他和二十四节令鼓,日子虽忙碌,但心里是满满的充实感。每次抱起吉他时,我总能放下烦恼,投入片刻的轻松,什么都不想,就只是专注地弹出我想听的旋律。就算有时是为了演出而提起吉他,但所谓表演的包袱都会随着身边同伴们的鼓励和打气而消失殆尽。二十四节令鼓最吸引我的原因则是它的气势和难度。每一次拿起鼓棒,在雄壮鼓声中,我与同伴们一起挥洒青春,打出属于我们的节奏。不管吉他还是节令鼓,都曾让我赢尽了掌声和鼓励,更甚的是赢到了很多的友情。 音乐,见证了我的成长,教会了我一些生活中值得感恩的人事物。现在不管什么音乐响起,我的手指总会不自主地随着音乐轻轻叩出节奏。这是最好的我,你呢? #thebestofyou #community
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This is an assemblage of my photography work that show my appreciation towards the simple things in our everyday lives that often go unnoticed. These digital collages have reached audiences around the world and have helped to better define me as a creative individual.
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“My past have been with up and downs, bad episode and not much good memories since the passing of my late husband. The only good thing that happens to me is my children. They are the inspirations of my life, my strong will to move forward. To bring up and share my past experience, will bring lots of pain and hurt but instead would like to share a “Quote” which is also part of my strong will and inspiration”. “ Whenever you find yourself doubting if you can go on, Just remember how far you’ve come. Remember everything you have faced, all the battles you have won, and all the fears you have overcome. Then raise your head high, and forge on ahead knowing that YOU GOT THIS! «««««« »»»»» “NEVER REGRET anything that has happened in your life, it CANNOT be changed, undone, or forgotten so take it as a part of life and MOVE ON”. «««««« »»»»» “YOU ARE THE BEST OF YOU”
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A Better Me. 去年我辞掉了一份稳定薪金设计师的工作,因为我想跟其他人不一样,渴望自由,不喜欢拘束的工作时间,还有上下班塞车加班的烦恼,被困在车龙的那种心情大家都应该能体会。我开始加入了手作创意市集的大家庭,现场画似颜绘,给大家带来不一样的快乐,同时也开始了我和咖啡画的旅程。 咖啡画? 对,没错就是我们喝的饮料咖啡,我用咖啡来画画。 对我来说咖啡不只是一种饮料,它是集合生活潮流,文化和品味的艺术品,用咖啡取代绘画颜料成为一种创新的绘画手法。而且咖啡有独特的味道和浓厚深褐色, 感觉复古又古典,与怀旧风格 Sepia 色调相似,让人看了觉得舒服又可以调出不同深浅来绘画,虽然颜色单一却能给大家带来不一样的视觉效果。咖啡画吹干后会留下高亮表面,还有一些咖啡豆,是其他颜料给不到的效果。作画时浓浓的咖啡香,我很享受画咖啡画的过程。 我带着我的咖啡画已经走遍全马大大小小的创意市集,国际展览和开幕典礼,也到新加坡和香港摆摊售卖我的咖啡画作和现场为大家画咖啡似颜绘,边旅游边画画,画过名人大人物,甜蜜的新婚情侣,也画过可爱的小宝宝。我喜欢看见大家的笑容,你们的笑容是我最好的收获。 我叫 Vivian Lees ,李欣怡,咖啡画师,你以后会在报章杂志或市集活动看到我,我会一直画下去,做我喜欢做的事情。 期待跟你见面的那一天。 =)
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I am Jennifer’s tai chi student for the last 4 years. She teaches the Tai Chi for Health Program. She is a rare find. She is inspirational and has kept my interests in tai chi by using the Step Wise Teaching Methods most efficiently. This method of imparting knowledge enables learners of various levels to pick-up the different tai chi forms. I have gradually progressed from Tai Chi for Arthritis 1 to Tai Chi for Arthritis 2 (Advance), Tai Chi for Osteoporosis, Tai Chi for Diabetes, Tai Chi for Energy and Sun 73. Her passion for tai chi has inspired many of us to learn the skills. Her sincerity goes beyond tai chi when she and her committee initiated the project to crochet beanies and collect donations for the Children’s Cancer Foundation. Many of us, like me, do not know how to crotchet. She personally conducted lessons to teach us. The tai chi interest group did more than 200 beanies and collected funds for the Foundation. It is great to be part of a team which is whole-hearted at promoting the general health and well being of those growing “younger”. The desire is to bring the Tai Chi for Health Program to a wider community i.e. Community Centres, elderly homes, hospitals etc. This is to enable others to know the immeasurable benefits of Tai Chi for Health Program. I have personally attended several of her sessions at the Parkinson Society Singapore. She innovated moves suitable to the patients. It helps them to relax their stiff joints. The interests and participation level generated by their enthusiasm are high and certainly encouraging. At one session, it was a rainy day. Despite the weather, the room gradually filled to capacity. It is so encouraging to see that Parkinson‘s tai chi members take so much efforts to come. The inclement weather did not deter them. At an event, a group of Tai chi Parkinson members performed the moves. Some of us were so touched by that performance. Jennifer and Tai Chi has brought out the Best of Me. When I face my most difficult challenges, it was Tai Chi that kept me focus on my goals in life. I have not played tennis for over 10 years due to knee injury. With Tai Chi, my balance and legs are now stronger. I have picked up tennis once again. At 60, I learn to stay calm (applying the principles of jing and song) during my Open Water Diving certification. This enabled me to dive with my children, Robin and Rachel at Sipadan. The top 5 diving spots in the world!! At 61, I climbed Mount Kinabalu. At 62, I cycled 100 km around Singapore on 1 Jan 2015. The combination of mental and physical endurance is the outcome of the Tai Chi for Health Program and Jennifer’s instructional abilities. It is a reflection of who she is. The journey has only just begun. The BEST is yet to BE....
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6 Bidadari 97, tahun aku bermula di Kuala Lumpur ini menjadi seorang animator .... 'barangkali' sesuap nasik pun susah sekali apatah lagi membayar sewa beli ke kerja tak ada tambang kena berkaki... aku ringkaskan perjalanan ke tahun 2000 apabila bekerja sebagai penjual VCD haram sedikit-sedikit kegiatan berseni mula terpadam habis ditinggalkan pensil dan pemadam tapi,... disini hari ini aku tlah dikurniakan sesuatu yang indah dan terbaik pernah berlaku semenjak tahun 1997 yang lalu. Kurniaan yang bakal merobah segala hidup aku perjalanan seakan mudah bila bersama si gebu yang pada ketika itu berumur sekitar 22 tahun.. agakku di atas dorongan beliau aku melukis semula hari demi hari menjadi yang terbaik tanpa leka sentiasa bersama, sesaat tak pernah lupa, hingga tiba dua haribulan dua, dua ribu dua ijab dan qabul menyatukan kami berdua tanggal 22.11.2002 sekali lagi aku dihadiahi dengan Mahakarya agung dari Sang Pencipta, melalui jiwa ini yang kini menjadi seorang ummi dan seorang isteri, yg aku cari semirip senyum ibuku menjaga abah dan kami setiap hari, Yang dulu satu satunya wanita dalam hidup ini... Alhamdulillah.. hari ini aku di hiasi 6 bidadari dambaan syurga halijah, fara, sania, saira,sufya dan suraya ialah mereka pendorong kerja membuat aku bersyukur dengan segala nikmat...... nikmat dan kebolehan yang di pinjamkan sehingga ke akhir nanti. amin...
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Growing up in adverse conditions has taught me to be a resilient person and I have learnt how to view the world differently. I have chosen to be positive and count my blessings in life. Being a mixed race child in the 60s was tough – my mum is Chinese and my dad Indian. It also didn’t help that I would rather play with dolls than guns. I didn’t play soccer with the boys in the kampong either. I was mocked for being different. In school, I was made fun of and bullied by my peers and teachers. I think I’m dyslexic, and for me to learn something then, I had to learn it 30 to 40 times. They were neither kind nor patient with me. I had other siblings who always got into trouble and I was the one who bailed them out. Being the youngest in a family of eight children I felt that my mother never had time for me and I was left to be looked after by other people. My sister who is the seventh in the family would call me names whenever she saw me playing with my dolls and it didn’t help that she was the darling of the family. The bullying did not stop there it even spilled out onto the playground in the kampong I lived in. One day a group of kids got a string of firecrackers and they wrapped it around me and decided it was okay to light it up. That was just plain cruel. Nobody stood up for me and no one defended me. I used to be very afraid all the time. They called me hurtful names such as pondan or ah gua. I spent many nights crying and wishing that I would not wake up the next day. My initial thought was to run away. I became very rebellious when I was 18. Before I went to National Service, I decided to change and stand up for myself. When I was younger, I had to do the laundry and prepare dinner straight after school. But I grew so tired of being whacked, slapped, made fun of, and not having anyone fend for me. So at 18, I finally decided that enough was enough – it was an epiphany moment. It was then that I decided to look out for myself -- I’m entitled to smile when I want to; I’m entitled to laugh when I want to; I’m entitled to cry when I want to. The bright spark that saved me was the love showered on me by my paternal grandparents. It was because of them that I later learned to love again and became close to my mother as she accepted my alternative lifestyle. I am an adult now and have learned to distance myself from all the bullies of this world. I HATE bullies and I will always stand up for anyone whom I see being bullied, whether it’s at the workplace or anywhere. I choose not to allow these incidents from my past taint my perception of the world and its people. I chose to become a makeup artist to help others become even more beautiful than they are. I love that I can amplify everyone’s inner beauty with simple strokes of the makeup brush. I love that with the application of some colour to the cheek, a rosy liveliness can be brought back to a person’s face. I also love to cook for my loved ones to show my appreciation to them, for their support. Cooking has helped me get through tough times. It is through such meals that I am able to show my appreciation for them and let them know that they keep me grounded and help me stay humble. I genuinely feel such a keen sense of joy when the people around me break out into wide smiles from enjoying my lovingly prepared food. I still struggle from time to time to get through the painful experiences I’d been through, and sometimes at the oddest moments – those incidents suddenly pop up in my mind and affect me in ways that I would never imagine could happen. In those times, I try my best to deal with it by taking some time to myself. I take a taxi to the busy bustling streets of Chinatown and walk, taking in the liveliness and the cheer of others walking along the street with me – living their lives. I don’t believe that blood is thicker than water. My friends have been my family; my partners, my good friends have been there for me, not my kin, but the friends around me who have been my pillars. They are the ones who cheer me up when I am down. They are the ones who bring out the positivity in me. It is difficult at times, but I still choose to focus on the positivity in my life and be the best I can be through spreading beauty and happiness to the people around me. Photo by Jasper Yu
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For daily work, we deal with different department and character of people to complete our tasks. To achieve a common team goal, all members are required to have the same understanding. I am always happy to see that majority of the team members are cooperative and understood that each of us have a role in our job function that is equally important to achieve the goal. Communications with team members are important to understand problems and needs of every team person. I recalled one of the communication with a staff which complaint that company demands for many things that is not realistic to complete. I remembered asking him whether he has brought out the issues for discussion with the team or whether he is worry of the task that is not able to complete by himself. I also asked him to provide the tasks that so far he encountered that cannot be completed and is not possible for us to achieve if we are really committed to it? I then advised him that as long as he bring out the issues for discussion, the team will sort out the action plan. The most important thing, he must execute the action plan to get the task completed no matter how difficult it is to achieve the final goal. He received the message silently, however lately, I noticed that this person has changed to be more positive in the way he executes and highlights issues for other team members to understand and therefore be able to contribute towards finding solution. . The Best of You.. can be found in everyone, if he or she is willing to follow the execution plans which has been discussed and agreed upon... team work is about bringing out "The Best in You"
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I think we all started around 9 or 10. Me and Nazeera learnt the piano, Irena the guitar. We took vocal lessons only after the band was formed. It was good to learn how to sing with each other better. When we first started singing together and sharing videos with our friends, we figured "Soraya, Nazeera and Irena" was too long for a band name. We named ourselves "The Impatient Sisters" because we tend to get impatient with each other, especially when it comes to finishing a song. Being in a band together has definitely brought our whole family closer (if that's even possible) together. When we have events, even our aunts, uncles and cousins come down to help. Being in this band together has also brought us out of our shells and gave us the opportunity to make friends with people in the indie music scene which are the greatest bunch of people we've ever met. Not to mention, hella creative! I've told my friend once that maybe being in the band isn't about the music, but God's way to let us meet beautiful friends. We hardly see the band, as a band. As the manager, it's always hard to manage everyone and not sound too bossy. There's a thin line between managing your band mate and managing your sister, I guess. At the end of the day, you go home together so you'd always want to be on everyone's good side most of the time. If there's an agreement, it's good to compromise. Being part of The Impatient Sisters together, just hanging out at home laughing about something that no one else can understand besides us. To me, this would be The Best of the Impatient Sisters
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I believe that everybody has this moment, at least once, when you care so much about the people whom you highly cherished and that you are willing to change to accommodate to them. It has always been my habit to ensure people around me are doing well and would try my best to help them to the best of my ability. However, the table turned when the constant negativity have impacted me so much that it changed me to someone else. I began to quarrel with someone who was so closed to me over trivial matters and eventually I lost this someone whom I called a true friend. I continued to stay on with the negative influence for a period of time when I started realising that I became a victim of gaslighter. It was a mental torture when things I had done were not appreciated, the thoughts and care I gave were not reciprocal and that I was taken granted for. Maybe, we were just not good at expressing ourselves? I begun to blame myself for the things that went wrong and acted upon my self-denial to change to be better to my gaslighter. It was self-abuse at that moment since you have no one else to confide to as the people around at that point could not entirely empathize the problem and neither could you. When I decided to escape from everything, I had changed. I gave up caring and kept to myself for fear that I would get hurt once again. Eventually, we become drifted apart and I am no longer trapped in the misery of mental abuse, though sometimes the memory still haunts me at night. The independence it taught me was the best take-home lesson. It is good to be willing to change to accommodate to the people around you as I begin to accept that it is in my core and that is something that made me different. Ultimately, I still believe in “changing for the better to help you grow as a person” but don’t ever change for the wrong reasons. I may have lost a true friend, but I am determined to make up to get that friend back. People say: “If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.” I’d say: "If you want to have fun, go as a team. But if you want to go further, acceptance and positivity is the key.”
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BOSOM FRIENDS Somehow many believe that a Muslim and a non-Muslim cannot become very close, primarily because of food or rather they cannot enjoy the same food together. As seen in our traditional Malaysian open houses, the non-Muslims have no qualms about eating the food served whereas many Muslims were careful when partaking in the food, unless they are certain that the food and cutleries were “halal”. My experience is different from the norm. I served in the Navy for many years and in the course of my service, I got along very well with my colleagues of different races and religions. We respected each other’s religion, culture, language, beliefs and what-have-you. And I realized that food was really not the stumbling block to becoming close friends; it was actually the respect for each other. I became a close friend with an oppo (naval slang for shipmate). Not only was late Yeop a close friend, his family was also our neighbours in the Naval base for many years. And our families became close friends over the years. We would walked over to each other’s home at any time and the kids played and ate at each other’s home like their own. I remember that I used to fry potato chips for the kids on weekends and they boasted to their relatives that I made the best potato chips. I guess that was before KFC came to town. As a respect to the many friends who visited our home, we kept our home pork-free or “halal”. Over time, late Yeop’s wife Fatimah (Pat) and my wife Jo became bosom friends. They share several interests like gardening, house decorations, making dresses, cooking and others. After we got posted away, we continued to visit each other and sometimes slept over. Pat has no qualms about staying at our home for a week or two, and she will cook some traditional Malay dishes like assam pedas, lontong, kari ikan and beef stew which we enjoy very much and Jo will cook Chinese dishes like mehoon kuih, watan hor and others. Of course we still keep our home “halal”. She told us that a few of her friends had asked her why she “dared” to stay and eat in our home, and she assured them that our home is as “halal” as a Muslim home. So there you have it; food is really not the problem. The main thing is RESPECT.
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I was taught early that a leader is obliged to take care of his subordinates, especially in times of need. This teaching has been a guiding principle for me throughout my working life and I always found it gratifying when I was able to lend a helping hand. In my present company, I have come across many workers who faced problems but did not know where to turn to, for help. It is very sad indeed. I have this story to share. A company driver has 6 children, ranging from 4 to 17. One day he accidently fell when at work and injured his kidney. He was promptly taken to the General Hospital and warded. That night I went to visit him. He was lying in bed weak and in pain. His wife was beside him. She looked forlorn and very worried. After talking to him, I asked her how she came to the GH and who was taking care of her children. She said that she took a bus and her older children were taking care of the younger ones. Then I asked her if there was anything she needed, she told me that her husband needed thermal socks because his feet were cold all the time. But she could not afford them because they were expensive. Sensing her helplessness, I gave her some money for the socks and other expenses. I could see her face light up as though the sky had cleared up. She thanked me with tears in her eyes. At that moment, I also choked up and could not say anything except nodding in acknowledgement. It was very sad to know that she had so many worries in her hands. Her husband was sick and she had to care for him and also her children. She was helpless and did not know where to turn to. Any form of assistance to her was very much appreciated. Amidst the sadness, it was also a relief to see how our concern and assistance to people in times of need can make them feel much better. For that, I am truly grateful that I have these opportunities to help people.
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This film is an entry for cine65 2013 with the theme of 'I'll be there for you Singapore' A young lady struggles with her decision and talks to her family members and friends about her intention on leaving her normal life to pursue something different. The people around her reminds her of the things she will miss but it is because of these people that she considered this decision in the first place cine65 'Going Away' Directed & Edited by Tariq Mansor Produced by Briana Foo Director of Photography Sharon Hoo Production Assistant Takuya Aonuma Cast: Ashley Erianah Chan Eveline Antonella Aathar Tan Mei Jia Shannon Rohanah Bte Suleiman Chiam Lee Meng Special Thanks: Gerald Seah Muhd Zulhairi bin Sri Danial Juhari Matthias Choo
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“Lumos” is a Singapore documentary film written and directed by Zulhairi. It explores and details a day in the life of Mdm Ng Swee Kuen, a visually impaired who is being employed by the non-profit, voluntary welfare organisation Singapore Association of Visually Handicapped. The film focuses on blindness being a disability, not an inability. Written & Directed by Zulhairi Produced by Gavril Hing Co-Produced by Nikko May Cinematographer Gerald Seah Edited by Tariq Mansor Jane Pictures 2013 ©
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When I think of the best of me, the first thing that instantly comes to my mind is poetry. Since a tender age, I have always nurtured a great passion for writing. There is something just so therapeutic about recording your thoughts in verse. I have always considered poetry a great medium to write not only about worldly emotions such as happiness, but also the purely imaginary. I like to believe that over the years I have refined my writing style, courtesy of my love for reading. I dedicate the poem below to my parents because among many life lessons, they have taught me that fear is a perfectly natural human emotion. To feel fear is not a sign of weakness but of strength; it is to acknowledge that we are afraid of losing something or someone. Beautiful Fears To fear our past, Is to condone the present. To lose ourselves in an all-encompassing whirlpool of lost lovers, And words never uttered. To fear the present, Is to indulge in a bygone era. To miss the scintillating shine of sunset, Or the alluring aroma of freshly brewed coffee. To fear blemishes in our character, Is to spurn self-worth. And moments of bitter failure and sweet success, That make us who we are today. To fear the future, Alas! A flaw engrained in mankind. To control an ungovernable force, That is only determined by our present. To fear failure, Is to reconcile effort with success. To equate failed tests with foregone opportunities, To see your capabilities reflected in red marks on paper. To fear teardrops, Is to subdue the uncontainable energy of our souls. And refuse to acknowledge that we are vulnerable, And prone to imperfections too. To fear loss of loved ones, Is to respect our roots. To acknowledge those who have so painstakingly painted, Each fragment of our personality. To fear is beautiful, It is to concede that we are mortal, It galvanizes action and instils purpose, It evokes inspiration and sparks creativity, To fear is to relish moments, Seize time for we fear its evanescence. It is to display strength, And to accept that we are only mortal.
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二零零五年·夏· 有位老公公看见沮丧的孙女在一旁难过,便对他的孙女说:【握紧你的拳头,告诉我什么感觉?】孙女握紧拳头:【有些累!】老公公又说:【试着再用些力!】孙女:【更累了!有些憋气!】老公公微笑说:【那你就放开它!】孙女叹了长气:【轻松多了!】老公公:【当你感到累的时候,你握得越紧就越累,放了它,就能释然许多!】多简单的道理,放手才轻松!那一年,是我第一次听见严肃的外公对我说的一番话。从小就与外公外婆同住,乔生惯养的我没有经历任何挫败。那一年,第一次因为考试成绩不理想而感到沮丧,失望。听了外公的劝说,我并没有比较释怀,仍然默默伤心。就在同一年夏天,外公还在为我的忧愁而烦恼时就离开人世了。外公是最好的你,教了我放手才轻松的道理。那么多年了,对您的思念还没放下,我仍在寻找最好的我。#thebestofyou #home
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Forgiving myself then others-I was in incarceration from 2013-14 for a stupid mistake in my life,as a matter of fact I am still on parole till end of this year.During these two years of Self-Reflection and Re-Prioritization,I have learned to find my own True Meaning in Life and a Purpose for Living. Through embarking on Self Motivation & Discovery,I slowly began to FIND Myself & begin to accept and embrace myself for who I really am.Suddenly,I became a 'FREE' Individual in terms of How I feel and behave as a Human Being.By being 'FREE',in pursuit of my Purpose in Life,I had learned about Self-Awareness, Perseverance,Determination,Self-Discipline & Compassion for myself and others. Moving forward,to live a Life Renewed & Re-Energized, the act of Forgiving myself has a Positive Impact in my life since 2015.While I am still on Yellow Prison Project Rehabilitating and Reintegrating back into society,I am proud to share that I have also achieved milestones in my life too. For e.g., I have managed to purchased my own Resale 3Room Flat in the east area(Fully paid with Central Providence Fund). Secondly,with the help from the government, I am able to register myself(Self-funded) for a (Advanced Certificate in Training & Assessment) course which I will be completing in Oct. This academic platform enables me to pursue further my Direction in Life - Be a Trainer/Coach to enable, encourage, empower and enlighten every individual I touch for the rest of my life. Interestingly, I also discovered another Interest & Passion in life - to be a Curriculum Developer where I enjoyed developing training programs and materials in my Subject of Expertise - i.e. Sales & Marketing,Management cum Motivation. Hence, I am enjoying my road into Re-Discovering who I am and what things I could do in life which I never knew. Next, I am able to Confidently position myself in the current company as a Value Added employee by Going the Extra Mile in my roles and responsibilities not taking my past stigma as a hindrance. In short, I am very humbled to share that the Best of Me is discovered during my 'Wrath of Transformation' while serving my incarceration. Even though I am tinted with a stigma, but I never let my Past experience determines my future. I had learned to forgive myself and as a result, I am forgiving others along the way. The world now is so different and peaceful when I can be who I am. Hence, I am sharing my story as an ex-offender, inmate but I am living myself as WHO I AM and living the present moment to prepare for a brighter future for me. I hope my story shared could touch and help you to reflect on how blessed and contended we can be. Being who we are truly to ourselves is really the best of ourselves for being who we are...Think and Reflect upon it.
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It has been two years and counting since I came back to the family business. The greatest motivation for returning is definitely my family and my love for ceramics. Grandpa started this business with five of his children and till now, his children are still working hard for this business. I admire them, they are my role models, my pillar, my shelter. Without them, I doubt I could enjoy such a different childhood, staying in a kampung house and enjoying Mother Nature. Without them, I will not learn about something that couldn’t be found in a textbook – 人情。The only thing that came to me when I decided to quit my job was, “ I should repay back”. So I texted my uncle (Thow Kwang’s boss) of my plans to go back and we chatted and cried. I cried because partly I was guilty for not being able to come back earlier to help and partly because of the wrinkles on his face. Everyone at home is getting older. My uncle once told me, ”This is something your grandpa passed down, with so much effort and hard work put into it. This dragon kiln is a family kiln, it is a heritage, a culture that we won’t be able to find elsewhere. And we want to keep it for the next generations to experience it in real life, and not just from a book”. I definitely understand it now. I used to help out at the workshop during my secondary school days. There, I learnt that pottery making is not an easy task. Teaching a workshop is also not easy, from the preparation, to teaching, to cleaning and firing the art pieces. It is definitely a long and tough process. Back then, I have never thought of coming back to work full-time. Even now, to be frank, I am still making mistakes and still learning. My aunt who is my teacher always says it’s a learning journey. I’m thankful that she’s a very patient and forgiving person. From observing the workshops, to teaching and leading tour groups – that is the most unbelievable moment ever! Cause I never thought I would be able to teach. From making my own wares to selling them to cafes, shops and customers – is also the most satisfied moment ever. Cause I never thought I would be able to sell my works. How many “cause I never thought I will” do you have in life? Behind every family business, there are tears, sweat, blood. Things never come easy to my family. This is why I admire them, I cherish every single cent that come in, I cherish the moments. Without my family, I won’t be doing what i’m doing now. My family is a pillar of strength and support, which motivates me to work harder. They bring out the best of me.
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At Soule, We believe that making a living as a business is not by what we get, but what we give. Soule has brought out the best of us by increasing our awareness of the world around us and to be conscious in our efforts to help the community around us. Before starting Soule, we never knew that there are people with needs out there, people and children who might not have the same privileges as us. It has been an honour and a great experience for us to meet with children from Singapore, Malaysia and China and to be able to empower them in what small ways we can. More than just us, we also learnt that Soule brings out the best of others (aka the people around us) by bringing to light certain issues we care about and fuel us to the communities in Singapore. We have been invited by primary, secondary and tertiary insitutions to share about our experience and we have been so encouraged when we see the best of people, such as adults, youths and Singaporean kids. In particular, we have had current Business And Social Enterprise (Ngee Ann Polytechnic) students coming up to us and saying that they were inspired to join this particular course after reading or hearing about us. Also, we did a mini campaign with Fairfield Methodist Primary School, where we challenged the students there to give instead of just receiving presents during their Children’s Day Celebration in year 2013. They all rose up to the challenge and gave pens and handwrote 1000+ hearts to gift to the children in Lincang, Yunnan, China. We then brought their encouragements and wellwishes to the children in China and it was such a great time to see the children from different countries interacting in such a manner (they were literally “pen pals”). Being young and inexperienced, many business people did not take us seriously. We had a hard time looking for a good supplier that was willing to work with us. All of us were not from extremely well-to-do families. I (Justine) was in primary school when I started my first business venture: selling erasers bearing prints of various country flags, commonly known as ‘country erasers’. It all began when I noticed something special about these erasers: they had more than one use. More than pieces of stationery, country erasers were used as pawns in exciting games of ‘country eraser wars’. Flipping the flat piece of rubber over, using just one finger, the aim was to get your eraser to land on top of your opponent's. I remember my little red coin pouch filling up quickly with erasers won from my opponents, which I then sold at a full profit of 10 cents apiece – an irresistible price compared to what was being charged at our school’s bookshop. Although my little business scheme got shut down eventually (it was discovered by the principal!), I vividly remember the power of combining two selling points into one. That memory has fuelled the concept behind Soule Apparels. When you buy a pair of footwear from us, we donate a pair of school shoes to a needy child – our concept is ‘buy one, give one’.
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Nama saya Low Soh Chin, saya berasal dari Rumbia Melaka. Saya merupakan anak bongsu dari keluarga saya dan saya harus tinggal bersama kedua orang tua saya. saya sudah bekerja di kilang julies selama 23tahun. Sebelum ini saya bekerja menorah getah di sebelah pagi dan kerja di kilang getah di sebelah petang. Semasa emak saya masih ada saya sangat bahagia. sbb semua kerja rumah dia buat dari memasak hingga mengemas rumah sampai akhirnya tahun 2010 yang lepas emak saya disahkan menghidapi kanser dan setahun kemudia emak saya meninggal. Setelah emak saya meninggal baru terasa betapa susahnya hidup. Awal pagi saya harus bangun memasak untuk ayah dan membuat semua kerja rumah. pukul 1 tengahhari saya harus sudah siap dan tunggu bas untuk pergi ke tempat kerja kerana saya kerja di shift petang. Setiap hari itulah kerja saya, bekerja untuk menyara hidup dan menjaga ayah saya yang sudah tua meskipun penat terkadang tersinggung dengan perangai ayah saya tapi saya melakukan semua itu dengan hati yang ikhlas kerana itulah yang terbaik dari saya untuk keluarga saya. #thebestofyou #home
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Art saved my life. And i had meant to say that in the most literal way i possibly could. I found it in the darkest times when i felt like i had lost everything important in my life; my grandmother which i regard as my own mother, my relationship with a planned engagement, my bachelors degree, my business and all my money, and a few other things that happened around the same time. Basically i had lost the best of me. My future felt uncertain at this point, and I've given up trying to make sense of living. Art was the only thing that i felt sure of at that time, something that i felt i really belong to at the end. Drawing is just something I've always liked to do since i was a kid, my form of escapism. Since i was young however, I never had the chance to go to art galleries or museums or study arts academically, but i somehow just went back to the only one thing that i can at least confidently say "yes, I'm quite good at it". So that was when i started drawing again and exploring new ways to express myself. I started picking up spray cans and painted on walls illegally, never even expecting that one day ill be making a living out of all these things. I never thought of painting to survive at that time, i only painted because i survived after all that, so i'd rather spent my time doing something that i love since i am still alive. This is where i can testify and say that, you don't find art in galleries, you don't find art in museums, you don't find art in academic institutions, you don't find art in the streets, etc etc. These are just methods, and it goes differently for different people. At the end of the day you'll only find art in yourself, in doing what you're passionate about and doing what you naturally love, whatever it may be. Art is not just pretty things on canvas, it could be in whatever form you intend it to be. I have had a fair share of ups and downs in my adolescent years. And somewhere along the downward spiral of depression that i have trailed before, I've made a lot of choices that i can never say I'm proud of. Despite this, i can say with conviction that i would never want to frown upon the decisions that i had made and regret them, whether bad or good, for these are the things that made me who i am today. I had learned to come to terms with the past, and see it as a reminder for two things: lessons, if they were negative; and inspiration, if they were positive. I am also learning to embrace the present and to focus my energy in the Now, to let my judgements be defined by intentions of goodwill for the benefit of every living things.
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我是家中的老么。从小到大,我就像是温室里的花朵,有什么大小事情甚至是天塌下来,都还有爸比妈咪为我遮风挡雨 。又到了每年的雨季,时好时坏的天气让人容易生病。最令我倍感幸福的是有一天放工回到家, 爸比老早已站在大门口等着我回来,手里还撑着一把伞,深怕我被雨淋到又会生病了。当时的情况真的是很感动,冷冷的天气,心里却是暖呼呼的。今天是我妈咪24年前的母难日。非常感恩我亲爱的妈咪,尽管当年面临着血崩难产的风险,她都宁愿冒着生命危险, 坚持把我带到这个世上来,这真的是母爱的伟大! 为了报答父母对我的养育之恩,现在半工半读的我,除了努力工作,把书读好,成为一个对社会有用的人之外,我都会尽量抽出大部分的时间陪伴在他们左右。因为我知道不管今时今日的你有再多再大的成就,父母就只有一个,而且相处的时间在慢慢的倒数。父母对我们的要求并不多,父母要的只不过是你能为他们掏出那些许的时间就足够矣。因为我们始终不能用金钱,用事业去衡量父母对我们的爱。现在的我,能为爸比妈咪做的除了是尽一份孝心,还有的就是倾听他们的心声和享受他们的唠叨,因为这些都是他们对我的关心和爱。我很感恩我所拥有的一切 。谁说幸福没那么简单?其实幸福可以很简单,只要你懂得用心体会,能够与你所在乎的家人朋友一起分享生活的苦与乐,就已经是一種奢華的幸福。这就是最好的我,你呢? #thebestofyou #home
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Since young, I love to draw/ doodle. I remembered when I was young, I enjoyed various fashion shows on tv, then I will doodle all kinds of the fashion designs as a “little fashion designer” so called at that time. Sigh..so sad that my mum didn't keep any of my childhood doodles, else I would have own more of my little artist memories from my childhood. But don't know since when I have stopped drawing/ doodling for years. I do not study art instead I studied accountancy as my mum wished. So, I only called myself a self-taught artist. I started to draw again and would like to share my drawing passion in my blog https://siennylovesdrawing.wordpress.com. I love drawing/ doodling because it will make me calm, relax and enhance my creativity. My favourite doodle style is detailed ink art. I have participated in some art collaborations/ art projects including mural art/ joined art exhibitions/ art bazaars etc. It's not easy to earn a living with just my art passion, so I still keep my full time job to support my art passion. All the time after work of weekdays and the weekends are for my art passion. Sometimes I do art for charity reason without fee, but my satisfactions gained from the art appreciations from people who enjoy and like my artworks. A simple compliment on my artworks will make me a happy day. I enjoy my art passion even with low fee as long as my name is quoted on my artworks/ published on the art projects participated. By allowing the artist’s signature on their artworks is a form of respect to the artist who prepared the artworks in particular for hand drawn art. This is because it is original art piece by the artist and there will not be a second same original piece, except you reprint from the original. ~~Every child is an artist, the problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up~~ Picasso I also teach kids expressive art workshops on a part time basis. I wish to enhance the kids' expressive and creativity through art. I am trying my best to keep kids’ creativity through art to express themselves and at the same time to urge parents to appreciate their kid’s creativity in their artworks. Kids shouldn't being force to do art just to win contests etc. I wish in near future, I am able to own a dessert cafe with my drawing passion as decoration. Everyone that visit my cafe can enjoy dessert and drawing in their own way to relax : )
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家是人们永远的避风港 父母是我们的守护天使,拉拔我们成长自强 手足是与我们永远相系的伴, 彼此的感情不会因时间、距离的长短而冲淡 家人是不论晴天雨天都永远陪伴身旁的人…… 很幸运的,我有一个可爱的家 虽然大家平日里总是吵吵闹闹,但言语间却依然流露出对彼此的关怀、关爱 是他们,陪我走过了生活里的跌跌撞撞 是他们,让我的生活不会孤单无靠 我的家人是我最珍贵的财富
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For as long as I can remember, I have ALWAYS wanted to sing. It started out with school performances, school musicals and eventually led me to singing with bands and now running my own show in my own band. For the longest time I have identified as a performer. In 2008, I stepped into my first Bikram Yoga class, a little over a year later I decided to embark on my journey to becoming a yoga teacher. I attended the Spring training in 2009 in Palm Desert. I asked my brother for a loan, to pay the training fee. It was expensive! It took me over three years of many, many classes to pay him back every single dollar. My friend, Belinda, suggested an idea to help me raise money for my daily expenses while at training. I had to play a show, and hold an auction during the show. I thought it was a crazy idea, who would even show up and give me money? My band, The UnXpected, so generously volunteered their time to perform with me. Belinda hosted the auction, we auctioned off plenty of things, my home studio donated yoga passes, my friends donated their time. I was surrounded by so much love. It was really an amazing experience. One of the generous donors is now my boss, I now teach in her beautiful studio Bikram Yoga Harbourfront. With the faith and support of so many friends, I did not want to let anybody down. In 2011, I was sent to India for three months to teach Bikram Yoga. Being by myself, away from family and friends, really made me look at life carefully. I realized that every action affects the course of life in such minute ways that one can be oblivious sometimes. I came back to Singapore and spent more time with my band, I had put them aside while I was busy trying to be a better yoga teacher. I realized that I had to strike a balance between my love for music and yoga. At the end of 2013, I was diagnosed with inflammatory arthritis, an autoimmune disease. It affects my joints and I had no control over when my joints would swell up. This made practising yoga very, very painful. There were poses that I simply could not handle. It made me a little glum. In March of 2014, I decided to try CrossFit at CrossFit Fire City, I wanted to see if another type of exercise would help me deal with the arthritis better. My wrists felt like they were going to snap off after countless push-ups! After working with the coaches to scale down the movements for me due to my cranky joints, I was able to finish most workouts. Then I found out CrossFit was helping me get back into yoga, I decided I could not do one without the other. My head coach, Samuel Lim, had enough faith in me to offer me an hour every Saturday afternoon to teach yoga to the CrossFit community. I liked the idea of giving back to the community, as I have met so many people that have encouraged me through my CrossFit journey. I guess you could say my sense of compassion deepened tremendously after my arthritis started. I could feel how difficult it can be for students with injuries, or any other physical issues. I used to want to teach strong classes, I wanted to make yoga ‘rock stars’ out of my students. Now I want to teach an empowering class, sometimes, even the simplest movement can be a big deal to some, and I think it should be celebrated. Being a singer, using my voice is very important in class, to keep the students in the moment, to help them dig deep to find their best for the day. When my students give 110%, it makes my heart sing. I am grateful for every day that I can move freely, so that I may help others continue to create empowerment, to be a better person, inside out, bones to skin, finger tips to toes. All my loves are intertwined. Music, Yoga, and CrossFit bring out the best of me.
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A freak accident in Kyoto led to many heart-warming offers of help from strangers and friends. It was peak autumn season and my friend and I were walking towards the Kyoto Imperial Palace. A lady cyclist was heading towards us. My scarf was somehow caught in her bicycle and I was pulled along in the bicycle’s direction. I lost my balance and fell very heavily on the pavement. I felt a sharp pain and could not move for a prolonged period of time. In the hospital, X-rays showed that I had fractured my right femoral neck, and according to the doctor, ‘the worst possible place to have a fracture’. I was terrified and in agonising pain. Even though the doctor could speak some English, I struggled to understand him and googled for information of the emergency operation that he proposed. Little did I imagine that my trip would have ended up with me signing the papers for a surgery to insert 3 screws to hold my thigh bone together. When I regained full consciousness, I was greeted with the news that I had to be hospitalized for at least 3 weeks to relearn how to walk. I was dismayed to be hospitalized in a foreign land with no family and friends and very basic knowledge of the Japanese language. The pain kept me up at night. Never had I felt so isolated and alone. 5 years ago, I represented Singapore in a youth exchange programme, The Ship for Southeast Asian and Japanese Youth Programme (SSEAYP). When the SSEAYP alumni knew of my hospitalization, Japanese friends travelled for a few hours just to see me. Alumni members that I have never met before also visited, bringing their friends along. Knowing that I had limited belongings, they brought me functional stuff, such as clothes and toiletries as I strived to adapt to a foreign hospital culture. Shortly after my accident, my friend, Rae Mok, contacted the Singaporean students’ association in Japan and a message about my accident was sent out to Singaporean university students in Kyoto. I was initially apprehensive at the thought of receiving strangers, despite the absolute boredom of my long hospital stay. It turned out that my reservations were completely unfounded as we connected over our local slang. Jayden Liu and Ng Chun Poh brought me out in my wheelchair to eat sushi via the local trains, and when we were daunted by the long flight of stairs leading to the sushi restaurant with no lift in sight, they gamely carried me up with my arms around their shoulders. Another university student, Clifton Ong, brought me out to a cat café using the local buses when he knew that I love cats. His friend, Mavis Aoki, another Singaporean, offered to bring me out for a meal with her friend, Belinda, when she knew of what happened. I am truly deeply grateful to these strangers and friends who reached out to me in my time of need. #thebestofyou
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I joined The Hidden Good spontaneously about a year ago, and it’s been such a unique mix of events and personalities that I’ve never regretted my decision. I still remember looking at the Facebook page and deciding that this social organisation seemed so passionate, and believed so strongly in what they did and what they stood for – Uncovering the hidden good in our society. And so did I. With THG, I’ve joined several activities, going to Pulau Ubin to rediscover the kampong life in a modern setting, playing an innovative game called Broomball, bringing the Good Ol’ Days to the neighbourhoods, going on a trail to discover the community of Toa Payoh. And we dream up big ideas too – creating a pop-up beach in schools to encourage youths to talk about their dreams, having a game show in the HDB lift, organising audio flash mobs involving thousands of strangers. But above all, the life and soul of THG is really in the people. From young secondary school students to working adults, us Hoodies come from all walks of life, and we probably don’t really have much in common with each other before we joined. But we all share that quiet passion and fire to want to do just a bit more for our Singapore. As a person, I’ve grown too. Through interacting with so many youths through all these events and social experiments, I’ve come to appreciate just how powerful youths can be. Cause we not only dream big dreams but we make them happen, too. I challenged myself to be more accepting, more patient with others, more open to different opinions and more loving. Finding more of the hidden good that is within me. The Hidden Good is about exploring the possibilities, blurring the boundaries between people, and finding ways for society to connect again. But most of all, I believe this organisation is about the power of youths changing the world one big and unimaginable dream at a time. My name is Sherilyn, and I’m proud to be part of The Hidden Good. Will you join us?
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Food has always been a way of showing love, it is also the best way for families to gather and share their day with each other. My mother always made it a point to feed me well, and growing up, I spent a lot of time with my extended family over home cooked meals. When my parents divorced when I was eight, we moved in with my maternal grandmother. She took it upon herself to cook my favourite dishes in order to fatten me up. I was a scrawny kid who didn't like to eat much. That changed with my grandmother's fantastic home cooked meals with ingredients purchased fresh from the market every morning. When I had a career change in 2008 and became a hawker, I channelled that same love of food and family togetherness into creating the best nasi lemak I could ever cook. That little hawker stall at Maxwell Market brought my family even closer together. I would have to be up by 5.00am to cook the nasi lemak and would often be tired by late afternoon. My mother and two aunts would come and help out at the hawker stall with service and cleaning up. They also helped me with food deliveries and myriad errands and tasks. It was crazy hard work but I learnt so much about cooking and running your own little business. My mother and aunts never stopped encouraging me and were always there with their unwavering support. I will never forget the first time we were in the newspapers; we had massive crowds and were sold out in an hour. There were some pretty unhappy people who had queued only to be told that we were sold out. We were pretty frazzled, but I wouldn't trade that experience for anything in the world. Sharing that time with my family will always be one of the most amazing times in my life.
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I have a passion for design, a love for words, and music is to me, a form of nature. That is where, naturally, I got a career in the design and advertising industry. But only God knows when did I started the journey of being intrigued by words. For the longest time, I have been collecting quotes, creating words and phrases, rewording them, listening to the meaning behind each word or sentence, and expressing thoughts with words onto anywhere possible for my ink to go (legally). I remember even bringing a book around, asking close friends to ink their random thoughts on it. Unknowingly, I have been illustrating and drawing words and phrases of my thoughts and experiences that I have collected for more than 10 years. Truly believing in the power of words, I also wrote a phrase upon researching into the meaning of words. 'They are the timeless beauties; they tell a thousand stories, deliver your purpose, speak the heart and build character.' I remain hungry in my passion and allow words to bring out the best of me, through the play and interaction of words that amuse me in creative ways. Hoping these stories get in touch with the inner-self and translating what the inner thoughts have to say, visually. Allow your story to take flight. Start breathing the power of words.
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一包饼,一个故事 曾经我家是开杂货店,家里还算富裕。后来因为动荡的年代,一把火,把全都东西都烧光了,也把家里的全部希望一并烧光了,公公因而久病不起。那年我还没出世,全部都是听母亲说回来的,一切都是那么的戏剧性却又那么的真实。 也许安逸,所以没想过会有此不测,家里人开始为日常生活开销奔波苦恼。父亲在旧时代更是没怎么念过书,唯有当杂工来养活一家人。姐姐也从独中生涯辍学,出来帮忙谋生… 我一出世,也算三餐温饱,说不上富裕,却也应该知足。每天上下课,陪伴我的就是一块块的方块饼,没有多余的零用钱,更别想与同学在食堂用餐。说也奇怪,我们那时真的不曾埋怨过。唯一曾想过,如果可以,我不想每天吃一样的东西,饼干一吃就是个好几年,因为便宜,也因为没钱。 时间就在这样不知觉过去,年轻时出来社会谋生,最怕吃的依然是饼干,毕竟不想回顾那些不堪回首的岁月。但人会随着年龄与际遇而改变。 那天去了超市一趟。看见这家品牌在做促销,买花生饼送苏打饼。我不禁楞了一下。真不敢相信在这物价高涨的年代,商家都纷纷把税加在人民身上,怎么会有如此白目的厂家,这样一来,还有得赚吗?
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I have a very special friend. I use the word special because it’s the word to which most people will relate but special doesn’t really capture what he means to me. From the moment I met him, I believed him. He is a favourite to me and I to him. A beautiful reciprocity. In this world, with its unknown spaces, unfairnesses and small abuses, he is always the warmest surprise, a sudden melting, fairness, hearing, sweetness in accounting and soul-shaking laughter. In knowing him, I have faced the good things in myself. He hollered my name in echoing hallways. He sat with me in a shady café and said, “I don’t think I’ve ever told you how much you mean to me…” When it was time to move to new pastures, he encouraged me to shout out my happiness with giant horns. He told me I was brave, when my teeth chattered with uncertainty. He is the finder of small miracles, speaker of deepest humanity, graceful , honest and humble. And through the tenure of our friendship I have watched with pride and excitement as his light is spread through the world, standing beside him, always favourites. As his success grows and his outlook broadens, still we are here. He still lets me love him and believes me back. He is the best of me.
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“The Best Of You” pada diri saya ialah keluarga, keluarga merupakan satu pertalian yang amat penting dalam sesuatu kehidupan didunia ini, keluargalah yang memberi semangat dan memberi dorongan yang kuat kepada diri saya untuk mencapai sesuatu yang saya inginkan, sejak kecil keluargalah yang banyak mengajar saya erti kehidupan dan memberi saya pendidikan dari saya lahir hinggalah saya berjaya ketahap ini, tanpa keluarga mungkin saya tidak akan berjaya sampai ketahap ini,saya amat bersyukur kerana saya memiliki keluarga yang memahami minat dan kerjaya saya dalam bidang seni ini, walaupun pada mulanya keluaraga saya tidak berapa mempercaya minat dan kerjaya saya ini kerana kerja ini dianggap tiada masa depan dan susah untuk mencapai kejayaan, tetapi dengan semangat yang ada pada diri sendiri dan sokongan dari kawan-kawan, akhirnya keluarga saya turut memberi sokongan pada diri saya untuk terus berada dalam bidang seni ini, saya amat berterima kasih kepada keluarga yang banyak memberi sokongan pada saya, jadi kita haruslah menghargai keluarga kita, tanpa mereka siapalah kita di dunia ini.
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“Of friendships - and a chance we almost lost” Hallan Hashim was the one who got us into Asia's Got Talent (AGT). He saw some hope in Malaysia's traditional music and wanted to share them to the whole world. When we received the call that we made it to the semi-finals, we were over the moon. This is a dream come true for us. But what followed the two weeks after was all bad news, one after another. It was a huge headache for everyone and a near-miss for us. The episode of misfortunes began when we found out that our percussionist, Allister might not be able to attend AGT's boot camp, as the camp clashed with his Pasukan Latihan Pegawai Simpanan (PALAPES) annual camp, which spelt trouble as AGT rules require contestants to participate in the boot camp - otherwise, it'll be the end of the road for them. Our bassist Nick, who had complications with his identification card, faced some problems travelling to Singapore. If that happens, Sada Borneo will be incomplete, putting us at risk for disqualification. The night before we flew to Singapore for the semi-final, Julian was hospitalized. At the very last minute before boarding our flight for the final episode, Hilmi received a call from home, only to find out that his pregnant wife was admitted in the hospital, which meant he had to go home. As for Bob, he didn't feel confident enough to perform for an international television show and wanted to quit. Can you imagine all of this happening in such crucial moments? As tensions rise during the competition, we had disagreements on little things. Even silly matters, such as grammatical errors on our band's Facebook page could trigger conflict, as we recall. We also didn’t have enough musical instruments to perform, which has been one of our biggest problems since the beginning of the competition. Despite all that, things turned out great for us, despite not making it to the finals. The responses we received from the public were very positive and overwhelming, even until today. In the midst of this chaos, we learnt valuable lessons about life. Truth be told, what Bob went through reminded us about the promise we've made before the competition: once we agreed to join AGT, there's no turning back. This, after all, was the defining moment of our career - and most importantly, our FRIENDSHIP. The key to overcoming these problems is to talk things out, learn more about ourselves and others, and accept and tolerate differences among members. The people around us were very understanding of our problems and very willing to help us out. In the end, we got Bob back in the band. At the end of the day, we understood each other better. These predicaments, which might be a blessing in disguise, have taught us to be berdikari (independent). We learnt that success is even sweeter when we face hardships head-on. We learned to thank our true friends, especially those who have supported us since our pre-AGT days. Now that SADA BORNEO has become a huge part of our lives, whenever a member is missing from practices or gigs, we would go..... "I wish he was here." :)
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“My story of why I started the brand "ELOHIM BY SABRINAGOH"- motto: motivated by dream. I had a dream to be a fashion designer. Growing up as a draughtsman’s daughter, I was influenced by many architectural drawings and floor plans, and used to help my dad with his works when he was rushing for project deadlines. Fortunately, I knew what I wanted to do since I was young. This saved time for me to find purposes and ambitions in life. Then, I enrolled myself to LASALLE SIA College of the Arts in 2003 as a fashion design student. But it was not as easy as I thought – doing designs that I love. I tried so hard to fit in and doing designs that I thought were nice but I failed to look into the core and purpose of design, therefore I did badly in all my design subjects. I remember vividly that my design project got an "unsatisfactory" grade during my first semester. Back then, I asked myself if I had signed up into the wrong course, maybe I wasn't good or did not have any talents after all. There and then, there was a Christian straighter who brought me to church and there I found my source of hope and strength. I started to read the bible and learn about God's words and His creation. I got so inspired and prayed, and asked God for hope and inspiration to do design. I made a wish – if I were to ever start a brand, it will be called ELOHIM. Miraculously, my next semester, and till the day I graduated, I received distinctions for all my design projects. God is real. I took a step of faith and started ELOHIM BY SABRINAGOH and left my security as full time fashion designer at M&C in 2008. I was very fortunate to have many opportunities to showcase at prestigious platforms locally and internationally. As the brand started to gain publicity, we started to receive feedback – the good and the bad. Some of them loved the designs but not the name. There were people questioning about our motive behind using ELOHIM and criticised that we are not worthy of using the name. It started with emails and then post mail. When we had our own physical store, it is even worse that people would confront me face to face. There and then, I struggled with my belief and was shaken because of choosing the name. I questioned myself if it was right that I choose to name my brand Elohim? However, I realised everything has two sides; there are always people who are for you and there are always people who are against you. I was encouraged that there were people who would tell me that they are so inspired by the brand story and the brand name. But have I ever thought of giving up? Absolutely yes! Even more so during the bad times and rough patches. However I am always reminded of the one who has given me a vision and dream and empowered me to do great things, and the one who strengthens my determination and keeps me motivated. ELOHIM is very close to my heart. The brand name will not resonate with everyone, and not everyone will believe the same as I do. However where I am and what I do now is only because of Him.”
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Saya Roslina Bte Abd Rashid, berasal dari Alor Gajah Melaka. Tahun ini, genap usia saya 38 tahun dan saya anak yang ketiga dari sembilan orang adik beradik. Teringat saya pada masa lalu, saya terpaksa menamatkan pelajaran sehingga tingkatan 3 sahaja kerana keluarga tidak mampu menampung pembiayaan sekolah saya. Oleh itu, saya terus mencari pekerjaan untuk membantu keluarga. Kerja pertama yang saya perolehi pada waktu itu adalah sebagai operator pengeluaran di sebuah kilang yang menghasilkan pemetik api.Namun, saya hanya sempat bekerja selama 3 bulan sahaja kerana kilang tersebut terpaksa ditutup apabila mengalami kerugian yang banyak. Pada masa itu, had minimum umur untuk bekerja adalah 16 tahun. Saya terpaksa menganggur untuk beberapa bulan sebelum memohon bekerja di kilang Julies. Genap usia 16 tahun, saya terus memohon di kilang ini dan diterima untuk bekerja dengan gaji sehari RM 9.20. Kemudian, saya bertemu jodoh dan mendirikan rumah tangga ketika berusia 23 tahun. Dikurniakan 5 orang anak tetapi anak saya yang pertama dan kedua meninngal dunia kerana lahir tidak cukup bulan. Tuhan saja tahu betapa sedihnya saya apabila kehilangan dua anak berturut-turut. Namun, saya tetap kuatkan semangat untuk teruskan hidup dan bekerja demi keluarga. Tahun ini, sudah genap 22 tahun saya berkhidmat untuk kilang ini. Banyak pengalaman suka dan duka saya perolehi. Dari bermula sebagai pekerja biasa kemudian menjadi Machine Operatot, Leader, Supervisor dan sekarang Alhamdulillah berjaya mendapat jawatan yang tidak pernah saya fikirkan kerana pelajaran saya yang tidak tinggi. Teringat masa saya mula-mula bekerja di kilang, ada yang mempertikaikan kenapa saya berhenti belajar dan hanya bekerja di kilang. Malah ada juga yang berkata boleh ke hidup senang jika saya terus kerja dikilang. Saya tidak terfikir pun untuk mencari pekerjaan lain pada masa itu kerana saya percaya urusan rezeki semua bergantung pada tuhan. Saya hanya mampu bagi yang terbaik dalam melakukan pekerjaan. Saya ikhlas bekerja di kilang ini demi keluarga saya. Alhamdulillah, tuhan memudahkan jalan saya. Kini, saya memiliki dua buah rumah dan sebiji kereta. walaupun harganya tidak seberapa, namun ia cukup untuk menjadi tempat berlindung keluarga kami. Bagi saya, semua hasil titik peluh kita pasti akan terlihat jika kita sering memberikan yang terbaik dalam apa jua yang kita lakukan. #thebestofyou #home #work
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My grandfather is the man I appreciate. In novels, heroes save the day and are appreciated by villagers they rescue. Well, my grandfather is not a hero, but an ordinary man who loved ordinary folks. I'd always been the apple of my grandfather's eye since I was the little baby girl he witnessed the birth and growing up of since he had no daughter. Honestly, I don't remember much, having forgotten how sweet and fleeting those precious memories were. But, I do remember this. My grandfather's health had been deteriorating. In the blink of an eye, a healthy, enigmatic man had transformed into a shrivelled prune, tubes stuck into his body at awkward and painful angles, his mind a whirlwind and clutter. The road downhill was steep, so very, very steep. My grandfather, adamant and stubborn, insisted on clinging desperately to life instead of letting go. I was so very scared and fearful of losing what was most precious to me, but I couldn't offer anything but my silent prayer to God to help my grandfather leave this transient life in peace. What could I do? One night, I walked to my grandfather's bedside and asked him a for a seemingly simple request: for him to write my name - the name he had given me at birth. Old and fragile as a wilting flower, he lifted his arm. The arm was trembling. I immediately asked him not to force himself upon seeing that he was shaking so uncontrollably. He insisted and I handed him a rough piece of paper as well as a blue ballpoint pen. Then, slowly and perhaps not so surely, he wrote the traditional Chinese characters that made up my name, excluding my surname. He hesitated before writing the second character and eventually wrote a character that though had the same hanyu pinyin, wasn't my name. My grandfather even wrote something else that I was unable to decipher, which I believe was part of a song he loved to sing to my brother and me. Those ten simple characters as well as music we used to sing together is what reminds me of my grandfather even today, after he had passed on. He gave me the gift of song, the love of writing and of course, the most precious yet overused word in the dictionary: love. He did it for me, writing my name, those lyrics, probably understanding that his time was near and I was couldn't bear a goodbye. He left behind a girl who was ready to love others and care, even when it was difficult to do so. And that girl is me.
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Just when I was about to ORD, my mother was diagnosed with Stage 3 Colorectal Cancer. As such, my post army plans were all put on hold as I focused my time more towards taking care of my mother. As time went on, my mother got better (she has fully recovered now) but I felt very drained and jaded. It was around this time when my JC classmate and good friend told me about the Hidden Good and one of the projects that he was heading (MP3 Experiment Singapore 2015). I have never heard of the Hidden Good before and decided to dip my toes by coming for their Thankful Thursday meet up. I was not prepared for what came next. There were people from all walks of life: doctors, lawyers, students, and even some still in the army. Everyone had different backgrounds but all had one common goal, which was to bring out the good in society. I have always heard of groups like these but this was the first time I found myself in the middle of it. Ideas, dreams and ambitions were exchanged and I was amazed that something like this was actually happening here in Singapore. Seeing these passionate people around reinvigorated me. My newfound purpose compelled me to help out in the very project my friend told me about. Before I knew it, I started volunteering for the other projects headed by the Hidden Good. The people that I have met along the way have really inspired me and I found myself thinking of ways to make living in Singapore a much more enjoyable and welcoming experience. One valuable lesson that I learnt in the Hidden Good was that everyone carries their own baggage and that you can never truly understand the struggles another person might be going through; the best we can do short of unloading their baggage is to be there for one another. As a result, I have learnt to be much more patient and understanding with other people. With one project down, I am still pretty new to this whole experience. While I am still on my way to be the best person I hope to be, I have definitely changed thanks to the people I have met in the Hidden Good. These people never fail to warm my heart with their intentions, surprise me with their crazy ideas and inspire me through their dedication. Now that university is starting, I can only hope to reflect upon my peers the same qualities the Hoodies reflected upon me when I first came in. Whatever else the future holds for me, I am not too sure; At least I found another place that I can call home.
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Our yearly Hari Raya Makan Makan Celebration is the most expected event in Soon Soon employees. As the organizer for this event, I need to coordinate meetings with all related departments in Soon Soon group to come out with different food manual for Hari Raya celebration. This year, we managed to gather together ( 70 ), seventy dishes and I personally prepared ( 6 ) of the dishes myself. I just couldn’t believe that I have the passion to travel to ( 5 ), five different places to purchase all the needed raw materials to prepare for the chicken rendang, beef rendang, grilled mutton, grilled prawns, cendol and tomato rice dishes. All the raw materials require to be prepared early - the process of preparation was tedious... like cleaning the chicken, beef, mutton and prawns, preparing ingredients for marination and spices to make the rendang. The greatest challenge was to manage all the cooking and to complete it within the allocated time. Time management, cooking skills, suitable cooking apparatus and full commitment is required to complete the tasks. So you could imagine the energy that was required to complete all the dishes before 9 am in the morning. I have to stay up late the night before till about 1 am, and have to arise early the next morning by 5 am to ensure I have enough time to cook the ( 4 ) pots of tomato rice and each pot require 30 minutes to complete. I honestly put myself through tremendous pressure but I took it as a challenge to complete all of it within the time frame. Now I realize that , once you like what you are doing, you will do it to accomplish the task that others may not understand the reasons. I guess, that is "The Best of You" .....I am very happy when people love my cooking and enjoy the food regardless being tired preparing everything and do not have time to enjoy the food myself.
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We always knew Victor as a cool manly man who has a big heart and great talent. “If I can do it, I will help” he says. In this video, Victor shares about how he started “The art of sharing” and how he uses his talents to raise funds for children orphanages. If you like to support the charity that Victor is raising funds for, you can go to scadp.org.kh Also, follow our children empowerment campaign, where we raise funds for Moo Baan Dek (A self empowering orphanage). Check out our facebook page to watch more stories about children empowerment. From bullying to self-confidence, poverty to self-sufficiency, inept to educated, our children empowerment stories explore what it really means to make an impact on children’s lives.
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This colorful hut photo was taken in Whitby, UK, with a truly depress emotion which equals to black and white feeling. However, it turned colorful and cheerful at last. I studied in UK last summer, period of 3 months only. Before I went to UK, I studied very hard and was a pretty good student in the eyes of every lecturers during my study time in Malaysia. Unfortunately, I get a very bad and nearly fail result for my first assignment in UK which I never thought before. I closed myself in my room, cried badly because of the result. Next day, I traveled to Whitby as I have bought the ticket early. Physically I traveled with bunch of friends, but mentally end up walking alone. I keep thinking of the first assignment. 'Am I that bad?' 'I am not hardworking enough?' 'Is my English level doesn't reach the expectation?' 'Why am I so useless?' 'How am I going to face all my family members because they spent a lot for me to study overseas?' At last, I lead myself to the blind alley. While walking on the path, a granny asked me, "Girl, welcome to Whitby, where are you come from?" "I am from Malaysia." "Owh! You speak Bahasa?" "Yes, I speak Mandarin as well. " Afterwards, I started short conversation with her and told her about I was depressed by bad result. Granny said she is quite admiring people who know multiple languages because she only knows English. I never expect by knowing multiple languages will be admired by people. On the way back to Liverpool, I sat in the bus, I told myself, "Throw all the negativity, depression and bad mood away! Hey! Granny said it is just a result, a result doesn't mean your whole life! This is just a small turning point of my life, challenge me to face the problem while my family and friends not beside me. I am 22 years old, I should be able to face all the challenges." Thank you lovely granny for cheering me. If you doesn't appear, I may not graduate today with excellent result. Till today, I regret I didn't take photo with you, but I still remember your smiley face and gave the courage for me to face all the challenges in my life to be the best of me. This is the best of me and more will come. So, who is the best of you?
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Hai. Saya Hoang Thi Phuong. Saya datang dari Vietnam. Tujuan saya datang ke Malaysia adalah untuk mencari wang untuk keluarga di kampung. Saya mula bekerja di kilang Julies pada tahun 2006 sehingga kini. Selama 7 tahun bekerja di sini, banyak pengalaman yang saya perolehi disini seperti budaya, bahasa, makanan dan cara hidup masyarakat disini.Sebelum ini, saya langsung tidak pandai bertutur dalam bahasa Melayu. Tapi setelah banyak berkawan dengan orang Melayu, saya semakin pandai membaca dan menulis dalam bahasa melayu. Tahun pertama saya datang sini, papa dan mama sangat risau sama ada saya boleh menyesuaikan diri disini atau tidak Tapi diikilang ini juga banyak benda yang dapat saya pelajari. Masa mula-mula saya datang sini, saya bermula dengan bekerja sebagai pekerja biasa. Dari situ saya belajar mengenali pelbagai biskut yang dihasilkan Julies, pelbagai pack size untuk pelbagai jenis biskut dan mengenali jenis-jenis order dalam kilang ini. Semua pengalaman ini banyak membantu saya untuk meningkatkan diri saya. Kemudian saya dinaikkan pangkat menjadi leader dan sekarang saya telah memegang jawatan sebagai assistant supervisor di kilang ini. Banyak pengalaman suka dan duka yang saya dapat dari kilang ini. Terutamanya kawan-kawan disini yang terdiri daripada pelbagai kaum seperti cina, India dan melayu. Semuanya melayan saya seperti keluarga mereka. Banyak juga makanan Malaysia yang saya gemari seperti rendang ayam, nasi tomato dan tomyam. Apa yang saya dapat dari mula saya datang bekerja di kilang ini sehingga sekarang, bermula apabila saya cuba beri yang terbaik untuk diri saya sendiri. Anda bagaimana? #thebestofyou #work
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A Mother’s Love The Fuel of Dreams When renowned Malaysian stained glass artist Philip Wong first stood before the Louvre in Paris back in 2012, he felt the embrace of the arts all around him. Being in the epicentre of the art world was a dream come true for Philip, but at the same time he felt a sense of regret deep in his heart. The following year, Philip revisited the Louvre. But this time, he brought his mother along to Paris so that she can experience the romanticism and artistic flair for herself. Standing before the Louvre with his mother, Philip finally felt a real sense of happiness welling from within. Philips mother has always been his pillar of support on his artistic career despite herself not being schooled in arts. His mother was his strength through thick and thin, and this is why Philip was overcome by a sense of regret when she was not by his side during his first visit to the Louvre. After all, standing before the temple of arts, all he wanted to do was to share his joy with the most important person in his life --- his mother. Living Art, My Mother’s Way of Life Born in Seremban, the capital of Negeri Sembilan, Philip Wong is one of Malaysia’s most prolific artists and at 47 years of age, has accumulate a wealth of experience in the world of arts. His love for the arts begun at a very young age and he would often spend his time drawing on whatever he could get his hands on. Even at a tender age of 6, Philip has already clearly told his mother that he wanted to pursue fine arts in the future; a passion that has only grown ceaselessly over the decades. “I believe that the ability for art is something that we are born with and I must have inherited my mother’s talent in the field. Her artistic side can be clearly seen in all aspects of her life, from the way she cooks and set up the dishes, to how she organises every detail of her life. She might not be aware herself, but she is definitely showing her immense talent every day.” “Amongst the three siblings, I was the only one to pursue a career associated with the arts. I have been drawing since my kindergarten days and it was only natural for me to enter an art college after finishing my secondary education.” The journey of an artist is not an easy one and Philip can still recall the strong opposition from friends and family when he first started out. “My mother does not understand fine arts on a deeper level and although she has never shown any real opposition to me pursuing of my dream, there was a point that she too, was worried about my future.” While the pursue of one’s dream is a calling, there is still need to put food on the table, and Philip has worked in advertising firms and taught in art college to supplement his income. The economic crisis that struck 8 years ago was a particularly trying time for Philip. This was the first time he felt the impact of how a poor economy can affect his dreams as he struggled to keep his art gallery afloat. His mother was understandably worried for him during this time as she saw how hard he had to work to keep everything together. “As far as I remember, that was the first time my mother actually opposed to what I was doing and advised me to wind up the gallery and look for a more stable job.” He does not deny that it was difficult to make ends meet during those years as less people are buying paintings while the rent still needs to be paid. “I kept telling myself to wait patiently for my chance and not to give up on my dream that easily. As I waited, I grew more resolute in my beliefs and am convinced that the day when I can put the worst behind me will come.”
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I have come to realization that my grandmother has become my best friend in every sense of the word. Unlike other grandmothers, she used to brought me into the jungle located around Upper Thomson Road. She always said, "Durians are gonna drop whenever they're ready, and you have to make the effort to get yourself to the right place.". She taught me how to identify and dig sweet potatoes using bare hands, this will prevent hurting the roots. She even taught me how to set fire with just branches, barks, leaves and the sunlight. I tend to get tired easily and start to laze around. She will then start to tickle me and force me to do it until i succeed. She say we should learn how to survive with bad situations and never give up easily. I always run to her arms when I had a bad day, complaining how bad the people are treating me out there. She will lift a grin across her face and said, "No matter how bad the person treat you, be good to them cos' they might be having the toughest time of their life. Forgive them, for they didn't mean to be so harsh. And if they don't appreciate, treat them even better. Just try again and again, one day they will realize your sincerity.". I reflect on all the other great nuggets of advice she has taught me. Sometimes we leave an impact on others without even realizing the difference we make, my grandma has taught me a lot about living. She will always be the best of me, love you grandma! Cheng Ah Moy, you are the best!
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