Tuesday, January 10, 2012

What if I say welcome to Malaysia ???


c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. 

It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. 

You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But ... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

Post 901 ... Battleground Malaysia

Yesterday 9th January 2012, Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim accepted a verdict that most people thought otherwise. DSAI, the Opposition Leader will now work on Pakatan Rakyat offer to the people of Malaysia as the next alternative government. 

Their experience at the moment are State Government of Kelantan, Kedah, Pulau Pinang, Selangor and for a short period Perak.

Can they do it ???

Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak and the Barisan Nasional on the other hand governs Malaysia (the Federation) and all the other states. With all the transformation agenda, and the goodies offered to the people during the 2012 Budget, will hope to maintain governing the country and win back lost grounds.

Can they do it ???

I have only one vote, how about all the others eligible voters ????

Good Luck Malaysia.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

I'm Sorry

The Pencil and Eraser

    I’m sorry

    For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.

    I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.


    That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They’re always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.

All my life, I’ve been the pencil. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I will be left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have.

How many of us actually realize all this, life is like a cycle, although a PENCIL will never be an ERASER, a son or daughter will one day be a father or mother (ie Parents), and therefore the cycle will begin. If you learn during your journey, you tend to make less mistakes. However, like it or not, with this changing world you need to adapt, learn, innovate and be creative.

Good Luck.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

On the 3rd Day of the total 366 Days

2012 is a Leap Year

Yes this year we have an extra day ... as if most people care.

Just like its just another second, min, hour, day, week, months and another year. I thought its just awhile back since the world celebrate 2011 ... and just so suddenly its already 2012. Well all over the world, the owner of fireworks made a lot of money, they would have wished that New Year is everyday.

Here in Malaysia, we hope it will be a better year. Better for the family, in all area. Hoping for the kids that goes to School, be it Primary, Secondary and University to do well. It does not get any easier, but life goes on and all must learn to cope with it. As parents it gets much and more difficult by the day. They smarter by the seconds nowadays.

What ever it is, time flies faster that a speeding bullet.

So GOOD LUCK you all ...