Thank you Mum.

"You Raise Me Up"

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up... To more than I can be.

Facebook and Friends

Facebook is the latest craze. Everyone seems to have one. I have one too. (^-^)

Recently, I received two invitations to join Facebook - one of them from my hubby's ex-colleague and the other one from a pupil's father. I rejected both invitations. I am not sure how others define "friends" but to me, a friend is someone whom you can talk to, who have some common interest with me. I need not see them everyday, neither do I have to communicate with them everyday. But when we meet, things would just fall in places and we would know where to continue our conversation without any awkwardness. People and colleagues that I meet everyday, might not necessary be my friend. We might talk about work but other than that, if I know nothing else personal about that person, that is not my friend. My hubby's ex-colleague only met me twice. We did not even talk to each other, except say "hi" and shook hands. That is definately not my friend. The parent e-mails me frequently about his child. That's it. That is certainly not my friend. I suspect the reason why they invited me is just to increase the number of "friends" they have. Some have over 100 and 200 of friends. I always wonder are those numbers for real? Are those truly friends or merely acquaintances?

Sick......

I am sick and am supposed to rest at home now, but my mind is telling me to work, work and work!! My mind simply can't rest. In the end, I have no choice but to start some physical "exercise". I took out a cloth and started to wipe. That works! For around half and hr, it took my mind of work, and mentally I managed to have a rest. However, after that "work-out session", my whole body aches even worse now...... Sigh -_-;;

Just thoughts

"the work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die." by Edward Kennedy

Feel foreign in my homeland

I wondered if anyone out there ever feels this way - as if you are foreigner in your own country.

I went to my chiropractor today. She is an American. After the session, I went to buy a packet of Cha Siew Rice. The female stall assistant who took my orders was from China (judging from her accent). I am OK with her till she did not return my change of 30 cents. I told her politely that I have given her a 50 cent coin and she was supposed to give me a change. To my surprise, she argued loudly and insisted that I have given her a 20cent coin and no change is required. I am sure that I had given her a 50cent coin as I have tried to search for a 20cent and there was none. As I did not wish to make a scene over 30 cents, I left swearing under my breathe that I would never patron that stall again as long as that woman is there.

Went for my facial in the afternoon and realised that my beautician was, in fact, from Ipoh , Malaysia. Another foreigner. Took the LRT home and it was filled was Mainland Chinese, Filipinos and a Caucasian.

Nowadays, I feel foreign in my own country. I miss the times when foreigners could only be found in city areas; when the residents in my neighbourhood were mainly Singaporeans; when the stall assistants were mainly local aunties and uncles. I miss those days. I love my homeland dearly, but as more and more foreigners join us, I can't help but feel foreign in my homeland. Ten years down the road, would I still be able to "recognise" this homeland? Would I still feel at home here?

未来になる

做决定之前

真希望有一些人在作出某一种决定时，能先想一想，到底自己的决定会不会影响到别人？那一个人到底会觉得如何？ 愿不愿意接受这样的决定？ 那一个决定对这个人公平吗？

原来一本正经，满口仁义道德的人也不过如此。

THANK YOU

Need to say a big thank you to my ex-pupil - AMANDA.

Was feeling rather down yesterday. Her smses managed to cheer me up. I was never her MT teacher. Gave her tuition for 3 years. She always managed to lighten the atmosphere and brighten my day. She used to say that my classes were fun. However, she never realised that the lessons were fun cos SHE WAS THERE. It takes both hands to clap. If the pupil is unappreciative, no matter how hard the teacher tries, the lesson will never be fun.

She is in Sec 3 now. Must be really busy. However, she still manage to squeeze in sometime to sms her "old" teacher. 试问一个老师的教学生涯中,有多少个学生会这么做。Not many I guess.

So to Amanda and a few others : Thank you for your support all these years. I might have given up a few years ago if not for you people.


ps. sounds like 红星大奖的谢词。哈哈哈! a little mushy, but they are from the bottom of my heart le. (^-^)

Exhausted

I feel so exhausted after two days in school. I missed pupils from last year, especially my P6 class. Sigh. Have so many thoughts in my mind, wanted to write down everyting, but now, I could not organised my thoughts, could not put them into words.