Michan Petite

From Tintin To Alvin

2011-12-29T13:50:00.000+08:00

Two Saturdays ago when I went back to Batu Pahat, my friend YT gave me four movie vouchers from her business partner. The vouchers, each entitled to two seats, were only valid at Golden Screen Cinemas (GSC) in Melaka and by 28 December.

I had not stepped into the cinema since Chinese New Year in February. Although I was not a movie fan, I was very glad with this offer. I planned to watch three different movies with my new colleague XW, my mentee John and my brother Ah Yu's family when they came to Melaka for holiday later.

I surfed the GSC website to check the movies and showtimes at Jaya Jusco Bandaraya Melaka. My first interested title was "The Adventures of Tintin" because Tintin is a very famous Belgian comic character in France. I invited XW to go with me last Tuesday afternoon but she had a class. I thought of John but he had gone to a youth camp. As the movie was not shown at night, I decided not to change my plan. Instead of going to the cinema alone and wasting another seat, I prayed to God to give me some names. Grace and her two children appeared in my mind. I remembered she had told me they would be back to the Philippines during the Christmas season. Nonetheless, I immediately SMSed her to see whether they were around and free. Her response was prompt and positive!

I drove to pick them at the meeting time and place. Niger and Melissa were very excited as soon as they got into my car. Grace explained to me that they had cancelled their trip back to the home country. And she told me the two children had never watched a movie at the cinema previously, so they were looking forward to this experience. We arrived at the shopping mall half an hour before the showtime. There was a huge Christmas tree in the middle and beautiful decorations were everywhere. When I showed my two vouchers to exchange tickets at the counter, the employee told me that I could use them only at Dataran Pahlawan. How careless I was to overlook this important information when reading the vouchers earlier.

I was not sure if the same movie was also showing at that hour at Dataran Pahlawan, but I decided to go there even though I did not like the place because of the traffic jam. So I apologized to Grace, suggested that she took some pictures with the children before we left the mall.

There were many vehicles on the way there probably because of the school holiday in Malaysia and Singapore. We finally approached the shopping complex. We were hoping to catch the 3.30pm movie and praying for an available parking space. I turned into a place but the parking was totally full. So I had to make a big round to return to the area. With the terrible traffic if we did not miss the 4pm movie we would be very fortunate. The children began to grow impatient. This time I decided to pass the vouchers to Grace and drop them first before turning to another direction for parking. I told Grace to use the lift to go to level 4.

Praise the Lord I managed to get a small parking space nearby very fast and rushed to the mall. When the lift was open, I saw Grace, Niger and Melissa! They had gone to level 4 but it was a Karaoke. I checked the signboard and realised that the cinema complex was on level 5. Finally we went up together!

Since I had no idea what movies were available, another thing I was praying in my heart was that we would have something suitable for the children. Grace accompanied her children to the washroom first. I looked at the screen. It was a pity that "The adventures of Tintin" was not (or no longer) showing there at all. Among all the titles, my eyes zoomed into "Alvin and The Chipmunks 3".

I had watched "Alvin and The Chipmunuks 2" with the Calvary Care Home gang last year. I did not quite understand the story line especially in the beginning because I had not known the first episode. This time although I was not very keen to watch this third episode, I knew it was the best choice for all of us.

Finally, not only Grace and the children enjoyed this adventure comedy very much, me too. And I was surprised to hear French words spoken by one of the characters. When we came out from the cinema complexe, Niger and Melissa were all smiles. Then I brought them an ice-cream each. That was my humble Christmas present for this family. All of us went back satisfied. Praise be to our Lord!

Family Trip To Alita Ranch In Batu Pahat

2011-09-17T15:05:00.015+08:00

I did not know there was a goat ranch near our house in Batu Pahat until I read my brother Ah Yu's blog entry about it last June. So, during the Raya holiday last month, I also wanted to visit Alita ranch at Parit Jabong Darat, Tongkang Pechah, with Ray and my family.

My brother Seng called up the farm and was told that it is open every day. There was not any obvious signboard outside the farm. at the entrance. When we arrived, the Taiwanese person Mr Hsu opened the gate for us to park our cars inside and guided us
to the ranch.

We had to disinfect our shoes first

before climbing upstairs to see

the milking goats

whose origine was either Europe or the US.

My brother Leong's family had already been there previously with the school trip.

Nevertheless, my sister-in-law Li Chia, my nephew Zer Yih and my niece Zer Nin were still excited to see those cute animals again.

After the wonderful experience at a sheep farm in South Korea last year, Mum was very glad to visit this local goat farm.
Our city folk Ray was also enjoying his visit through his eyes as well as his camera lens.

Besides the livestock, the beautiful trees also caught our attention.

Mr Hsu led us

to where the small goats were staying.

Although we had nothing to feed them, they were happy with our presence.

At another corner of the ranch, there was a sac of grass.

Mr Hsu held Yuri's hands to feed a goat. At first he was a bit scared.

Zer Yih was braver. Zer Nin did not even dare to try.

Lastly, the generous ranch owner

opened three bottles to let us taste their different products--goat milk with original flavour, chocolate flavour and goat yogurt.

He also told us about the benefits of goat milk. In return, we bought a few bottles. Now we knew a little more about the goats, the milk and the ranch.

My Nephew Goes To Kindergarten

2011-08-24T13:45:00.002+08:00

Since July, my nephew Yuri puts on his yellow shirt from Mondays to Fridays. At his age, nobody would think that he is supporting Bersih 2.0.

This Monday morning I was in Batu Pahat. So I went to my brother Ah Yu's house. Then we brought his son to the "rally" venue--Dao Ming Kindergarten. It was about 10 minutes' walking distance. Holding Yuri's small hand, I remembered those days I went to kindergarten opposite my house when I was 5 years old.

At 8am, there were not many "participants".

Yuri's bag looked as big as his body. I did not help him to carry it so I had no idea how heavy it was. I was more impressed by another boy who arrived with a trolley bag.

Yuri is in one of the two classes for the four-year-old children. The assistant teacher was already there to welcome him.

I asked for permission to visit the classroom and take pictures. There were crafts everywhere on the walls

and on the floor. The theme was sea. It had never come to my mind that disposable dishes could be turned into crabs or turtles. What creative ideas!

Yuri who loves being in the pool surely enjoys the presence of these sea animals who will not bite or sting him.

There was even a friendly fish calling him by his name in English.

He came out from the classroom to go to the playground. It was much smaller than the one in the park. Nevertheless, he had fun. If his two cousins were around to play together, he might laugh more.

Next, he ran to another place and kept moving around.

Finally, I managed to ask him to sit still next to me at a wooden table for a few minutes. Although he was quite new to the kindergarten, his charisma soon drew two lovely girls to join him.

It was a pity that they were not his cup of tea. He already had someone else who had been showing care to him.

Unfortunately, when Ah Yu and I were leaving, that girl who usually arrived early still did not turn up. So I missed to see the sweetheart who is my nephew's latest motivation to go to kindergarten.

Nigel's Birthday Celebration

2011-07-01T12:53:00.003+08:00

Tuesday afternoon at 5 o'clock, I was invited to Grace's son Nigel's birthday celebration. After work, the mother quickly went home to start cooking. Komathy gave her a helping hand.

While the adults were busy in the house, the children were still happily playing outside with their friends. They had just discovered a few newly-born kittens.

I asked the siblings to go home to wait for the guests.

Very soon, children from the neighbourhood arrived.

Many of the Seri Siantian flat residents got to know Grace's family because of Harap Learning Centre (HLC) where she was teaching.

Grace had prepared fried kuehteow, fried meehoon, hotdogs, nuggets and chicken wings. Mrs Ee who could not come had given agar-agar.

Nigel's grandfather had sponsored a 2-kilo cake with a design of an aeroplane, knowing that the grandson's ambition is to become a pilote when he grows up.

This 8-year-old boy also received a toy car from the parents, a pencil box from me and other stationery from his peers.

After the birthday star blew the candles, his mother cut a small piece of cake to feed him as the tradition. The father who was still at work had missed these scenes. Since I was there with my camera, Grace could show her husband the photographs later.

Sis Aidah came with her three lovely children. Every time I saw their big round eyes, I would unconsciously try to make my eyes wide open.

Theresa, a former HLC teacher, also appeared with her two sons.

Though more than a dozen children were present there, all of them were very well behaved when serving or eating the food. None was making the place noisy or messy. I was impressed.

Nigel requested that I took a picture of him. He did not want to open his mouth to smile because of some flaws of his teeth.

His best friend Fikri also followed his example and finally both of them posed with a serious look.

One day, they will realise that women's eyes zoom in to men's character, not appearance.

Children Are Like Sprouts

2011-06-24T13:35:00.006+08:00

Last week, Mrs Ee told me she had passed some long bean seeds to the teachers of Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru to plant so that the children learn how the seeds grow into plants. Yesterday morning I was quite free. So I went to the centre to have a look.

The small pots were at a corner of the toy and book library. Some of the seeds were already germinating.

Ten out of twelve children were present. They were playing with puzzles or other toys.

Farhan happily approached me and posed while urging his personal photographer, "Teacher, ambil gambar saya (take my pictures)!"

Very soon, his buddy Cinu joined him to act cool in front of my camera. This boy's younger brother Casevan was also my model last January.

Lunch was going to be served soon. Recently, we have a helper Sis Christine who is a former nurse. She asked the children to line up,

poured liquid soap into their hands, asked them to massage their hands before they rinsed well with water.

The lunch menu was porridge. It was accompanied by plain water unless the children's parents had specially prepared packet drinks for them.

I had first noticed this boy Rony during the special programme early this month. Though he was not feeling well and had no appetite in the beginning,

with Sis Grace's spoon feeding, his bowl was the first to be emptied.

Other younger children also needed the teachers' help to finish their food.

This girl Shanty was one of the older children who were able to eat on their own. She looked very different from last time in her traditional costume.

After the meal, it was colouring time.

At the age of five, Rony's elder sister Fidah already knew how an avocado looks like. I had first heard about this fruit only when I was in the secondary school when the television advertised for a brand of facial cleanser with avocado.

The next activity was watching an educational programme on DVD. The children stayed in the room until their parents came to take them home.

In the afternoon, the pots were placed outside to be exposed under the sun. Each child had to take care of a pot by watering the soil every morning. Rony showed me the one he was in charge of.

I suddenly realised that these children were exactly like plants in the stage of germination. May we adults continue to help them grow with the love of God.

My Blissful Moments Opening Ceremony

2011-06-06T19:50:00.004+08:00

Yesterday My Blissful Moments Wedding Accessories Shop was officially opened. The most excited person was of course the boss Kitty Lim

and her boyfriend Wee Yen who were wearing their specially designed aprons.

It was also an occasion for the couple's families to meet up.

Being Ping's siblings, Ah Yu

and I also put on the working uniforms, thinking that we were going to get ready to help promoting the items and serving the customers.

The reality was that as soon as the buffet lunch was ready at 11am, we forgot about our initial plan and followed the first guests to fill our plates with the food that the caterers were promoting and serving.

Those were indeed our blissful moments...

Harap Learning Centre June Special Programme

2011-06-02T23:30:00.010+08:00

Yesterday afternoon, there was a special programme at Harap Learning Centre (HLC) Bukit Baru, Melaka from 3.30pm onwards. When I arrived at around 3 o'clock, the children, dressed in traditional or modern costumes, were already sitting there as a group.

Though recently I had not been there often, I immediately recognised most of these cute,

sweet,

adorable,

or funny faces.

Sis Grace's daughter was also invited to join the other children. She was beautifully dressed up like her mother.

As the HLC administrator, Mrs Ee was no doubt the busiest person in charge of the preparations of this event. Dr Peggy Wong from Living Hope and her friend had come all the way from Kuala Lumpur with their driver to bring packets of seaweed crackers to bless the needy, HLC staff as well as volunteers.
Sis Theresa had resigned to focus on her family. Besides Sis Grace, now we had another teacher Sis Khadijah and a new cook Sis Komathy.

The children were waiting patiently and quietly until the teachers gave them the instruction to stand up and sing songs in English together.

The audience was of course their supportive neighbours from Seri Siantan flat.

Next, it was the fashion show. Some looked gorgeous,

some were shy to walk in front of the crowd,

some made us think of a certain late artist,

and some learned very fast to pose for photographs.

During the following session, the children put on funny animal masks

and sang with actions. Their wonderful performances were rewarded by the clapping from the audience

and snacks.

Dr Wong, the coordinator of HLC Bukit Baru, turned up just on time for the cutting cake ceremony to celebrate the 4th anniversary of Living Hope.

Everybody who was present there either inside or outside the centre was given a share of the moist cake.

To dismiss the HLC children, gift packs

which contained groceries

were given away to their families first.

Ps Joanne from City Community Church had kindly sent volunteers to help with the registration so that other needy families received the packs according to their numbers. The three little cuties from the Sajar family had never missed to appear at any special events of HLC.

I believe that when they grow up, they will in return be blessings to other people in need.

My Blissful Moments Wedding Accessories Shop

2011-05-23T17:05:00.003+08:00

Two weeks ago, My Blissful Moments Wedding Accessories Shop was newly opened opposite Tian Teck Vegetarian Food restaurant at Jalan Sulaiman, Batu Pahat.

If you are fortunate enough, you will meet the couple who also appears in the cartoon version on the striking pink billboard

or in the name card they will pass to you. They designed those cute characters themselves.

Otherwise, you will at least see my beloved sister Ping (Kitty Lim) who usually sits at the counter every day from 10am to 8pm except Tuesdays. If you are interested to buy any items from the shop but cannot see the price tags clearly, you may also need to visit her boyfriend Wee Yen's Mata Optical nearby to check your eyesight.

When you enter the corner shop, the red and pink colours will immediately cheer you up.

Whether you are planning a traditional Chinese or a modern wedding,

you will have a variety of choice for dowry, bedsheets, invitation cards, door gifts, etc. If you need any advice, the sweet boss is always there to help you. Besides, My Blissful Moments is working in partnership with Clover Wedding to provide you with one-stop service for your wedding ceremony.

This is not only a place to shop but also an ideal place for couples to express their love in an affectionate manner,

and for guys to negotiate the bride price (betrothal gifts) with their soon-to-be mother-in-law.
When you are in love, these are blissful moments. Don't you agree?

My blissful moments are defined by blessings, long-suffering, inspiration, satisfaction, self-denial, faithfulness and unconditional love.

How about yours?

This coming 5th June will be the grand opening. A buffet will be served from 11am to 2pm. Do come and join our celebration!

My Humble Definition Of Love

2011-05-21T21:22:00.003+08:00

Love is a divine commission to appease all kinds of tension.

Love is an exclusive admission to a special coalition.

Love is a submission to a God-given mission which is greater than our own ambition.

Love is a decision to give our best to one another without condition.

Love is a collision of sparkles that produces a life-long salt and light emission!

Transforming Our City Together (TOCT) Conference 2011 VI

2011-05-20T14:35:00.006+08:00

The highlight of 9th April at Kompleks Masyarakat Penyayang was the TOCT exhibition.

More than 30 organizations from both non-profit and corporate sectors from all over the country were displaying their community and nation transformation work. Some of the projects are similar to Projek Harap which reaches out to underprivileged children.

Last year, our Melaka team was having the A CIKGU booth. Caroline and Philippe continued their effort to bring influences in the field of education under MAGPIE. This year, Joel had done a good job preparing the pictures and wordings, and setting up the booth to show the activities at Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru.

Among visitors who dropped by at all the booths and chatted with exhibitors were the two buddies from Kuala Lumpur.

Andrew had got to know me last June after he had discovered my blog entries about EFC Leadership Summit 2010. I was glad to meet him in person ten months later.

Ray had also begun to be aware of my existence at the same period though we both had attended the two-day event in Penang in April 2010. Later through my blog updates, he read about the Harap Learning Centre in Melaka. As the Authentic Manhood (AM) national coordinator, he was surprised to learn that I had even joined the AM class once.

Last January, the reader finally took the initiative to get connected with the blogger.

I stayed at the Projek Harap booth in the afternoon. So I did not go to any of the mini seminars conducted by Marketplace Penang, Voice Your Choice, Real Love Ministry, Mary Kay Skin Care,and Marianna Pascal (the author of "English Fast & Easy") which many found very interesting. Sometimes, I walked around to visit other booths. The Tupperware booth stood out with the big space they were occupying in the middle of the exhibition hall and the activities they were organising.

I let one of the persons in charge paint my palm with different colours and pressed it on the white board.

Then I participated in a quiz, answered a question correctly and won a small plastic container.

That evening, I took the express bus with the Sajar family, Grace's family, Sis Grace and Joel to go back to Melaka together. These two days' experience were again an eye opener for me to see miracles as a result of the love of God.

Transforming Our City Together (TOCT) Conference 2011 V

2011-05-19T17:10:00.010+08:00

On the second day of TOCT, a visit to the La Salle Learning Centre at 52-K, Penang Road

was specially arranged for the Projek Harap Melaka team.

Named after John Baptist de La Salle, the centre is focused on "facilitating and providing opportunities for children to grow skills for control over their learning and living an envoronment founded on a humanistic philosophy and a careful methodology."

That morning, the founder of the centre Bro John D'Cruz was not around. Receiving us was the assistant coordinator Mr Stephen Saw. He explained to us their two-pronged learning approach and showed us the different facilities and simple materials to impart the ten skills namely 1.talking, 2.listening, 3.remembering, 4.spelling, 5.reading, 6.writing, 7.understanding, 8.counting, calculating and problem solving, 9.drawing and 10.doing craft.

"During the first half of the daily two-hour session, the learner practises the assigned three basic skills and during the next hour keeps to enrichment activities. The facilitators keep regular track of each learner's progress through a careful diagnosis of his level of competences, intervention and facilitation, monitoring and evaluation at each stage."

By this alternative methodology of learning, children who are unable to cope with the formal school system can work on their own, at their own pace and level, and learn to be independent. Their learning insecurities are minimised and eventually eradicated. As a result, they return to their school work with increased enthusiasm and are able to cope with their school environment.

We were led into a room where the students have one of their favorite activities--doing craft.

With just a little bit of creativity, a fast food paper bag was turned into an owl and a cake holder became a clock.

These educationally and socio-economically deprived students also have access to computers

and musical instruments.

The La Salle Learning Centre has been blessing underprivileged children since 1984 and their long experience with learners with "different learning styles" is now the foundation for an equally important approach with adult learners. After this short but interesting guided visit, the Projek Harap team had a better idea to run various activities for the preschoolers.

Transforming Our City Together (TOCT) Conference 2011 IV

2011-05-18T15:37:00.004+08:00

After the workshops, we had about an hour to rest at the hotel. From my room I could see high-rise buildings

as well as greeneries which attract people to live in this island.

After I got changed, I went down to the lobby. the Sajar family who had come back from their day tour was also waiting for the shuttle bus to attend the same event "Night Of Hope" at Han Chiang Associated Chinese Schools Association.

Being the special guests of this charity dinner, they were seated at the table number one at the Lim Lean Teng Hall.

I was assigned to a table surrounded by Ps Thomas Fann's family and two other couples. Though I was not sitting with my Melaka gang, I felt home to be in company with these diners many of whom were based in Johor. And it was also a good occasion for me to tell them about Projek Harap which had first materialized in Melaka several months ago.

The programme began with an opening speech by the representative of the Penang Chief Minister.

Next, Piek See briefed about Projek Harap and explained how each of us could financially contribute to this project. She introduced the Sajar family as well.

During the 8-course halal Chinese meal, our renown local singer Juwita Suwito presented a few hits from her albums.

At the end of the event, all the diners were asked to light and hold a small candle each while singing together. When the light of the hall was turned off, it was very beautiful.

A Malay family's lives had been transformed thanks to Projek Harap and were there to witness this moment among the 600 over diners that night. Wasn't that more beautiful?

Transforming Our City Together (TOCT) Conference 2011 III

2011-05-11T18:56:00.004+08:00

The conference was held in Bosch Hall.

After the registration, Ps Richard gave an opening speech. He reminded the audience that local communities are the source of primary relationship between people and that we should ask ourselves what we can do in our community to make life better.

Last year, the conference focused on the education and EFC. This year, guest speakers were specialised in other pillars of society.

Despite his extremely tight schedule, Dr Kim Tan, a founder member and trustee of the Transformational Business Network (TBN) had flown to Malaysia specially for this conference to show us how business people, by their projects to support micro, small and medium enterprises in developing countries by contributing time and skills, mentoring developing entrepreneurs and investing in growing businesses, have been addressing social needs, creating wealth as well as alleviating poverty.

The session about business was immediately followed by a business and commerce forum hosted by Dr K J John.

Next, Mr Goh Keat Peng who has served in various leadership roles both local and abroad and has been sharing his thoughts through his blog "onGOHing". He told us how he had transited onto the road less travelled. He used Philippians 1:6 and Hebrews 13:20-21 to remind us that each one of us needs to be mindful and aware of His working on and in us and to discover what He is making us for. God equips us and builds our capacity for every task He assigns us to.

The last speaker was Mrs Melanie Hulburt, the leader of YWAM Penang who is passionate about immigrant work in Malaysia. She shared with us what we can do for the imigrant workers whom we should not treat as machines but as men and women, as equal workers, as beloved brothers and as people with a vocation for their nation:
-Create a loving, caring environment for them.
-Ensure that migrants are involved in community life.
-Look into their pastoral needs
-Take care of their welfare needs: dealing with local prejudices against foreigners.

After the lunch break were the workshop sessions. Each participants could choose two among six topics namely government, business & commerce, education, externally focused church (EFC), interfaith dialogue and immigrant work. The first one I joined was conducted by Bro John D'Cruz whom I had met at Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru in Melaka last January.

He divided the participants into two groups to sit in the inner or outer circle. Each time, he gave us a topic to discuss with the person we were facing. Then he asked either circle of participants to move one seat on the left or right to continue to exchange opinions with another partner.

Later, we were assigned into small groups of four for discussions to find an answer to a question.

Not only the activities were creative, the real-life jokes he shared with us were also very funny. The room was often filled with our laughters.

We realised that we can learn by remembering, seeing, thinking, talking, listening, being silent, sharing, discussing or handling feelings.

After this intersting education workshop, I went to the EFC workshop by Ps Rich Rusaw who was also one of the keynotes speakers of last year's conference.

He let a participant from Kluang

to present a video showing what the Eden Community Service Centre had been doing to transform their community.

Then, Ps Rick talked about five characteristics of EFC.
1. They believe the community cannot be healthy without the church.
2. They believe that Christians do not grow until they begin serving.
3. They understand the power of service.

4. They are evangelistically effective.
5. They walk humbly with God, love mercy and are doing justice.

I enjoyed and learned a lot from both workshops.

Transforming Our City Together (TOCT) Conference 2011 II

2011-05-06T15:45:00.008+08:00

Another HLC teacher Theresa's four-member family did not turn up before the departure due to some emergencies. With the presence of three other MLM classmates, there were 16 "delegates" from Melaka taking the same express bus.

The journey took about six hours. We stepped down from the bus at Sungai Nibong at about 4 o'clock the next morning and were immediately surrounded by a few taxi drivers. I arranged the trip to Hotel Royal Penang for the Sajar family, Grace's family, Sis Grace Wan and myself with three vehicles. The drivers were very puzzled to see our "Malay-Indian-Chinese-Filipino-adult-teenager-children-coalition" led by a Chinese lady. So I briefly explained to our drivers that we were attending an event together and that our multi-cultural combination truly showed the spirit of "One Malaysia"!

We finally checked in at the hotel and settled in our separate rooms. Sajar's wife Izan had told me earlier that the last time she had been to Penang with Sajar in 1991, they were newly wedded. She returned to the island about twenty years later accompanied by five more loved ones in addition to her husband!

Not only their children were excited about their holiday, the couple was enjoying their second honeymoon as well.

After breakfast, a city tour was specially organised for them. The rest of us

and other participants took the shuttle bus

to the conference venue Kompleks Masyarakat Penyayang (Caring Society Complex).

Among three hundred over local and oversea participants, Ps Les was one I had not seen for several months though he was also based in Melaka. Sis Susan from Kuala Lumpur was one I had just befriended in the shuttle bus. Bro Ray was another one from KL who always engaged people in interesting conversations.

This two-day event was definitely an occasion to meet old friends and new friends.

Transforming Our City Together (TOCT) Conference 2011 I

2011-05-04T15:30:00.010+08:00

After the EFC Leadership Summit last year, Piek See asked us to block 8th-9th April 2011 in our calender to attend the same conference in Penang this year under a different name "Transforming Our City Together (TOCT)". During the last March MLM class before the conference, Ps Richard reminded us that he had been coming to see us twice a month since 2008 but he only asked us to travel to the north of the country to see him two days a year. He even sang impromptu in Mandarin the refrain of Teresa Teng's song "How Do You Say"--"You said that you would come to see me in two days. But I've been waiting for one year plus..." to express how much he looked forward to our presence there!

I had made up my mind to attend this eye-opening event long time ago. But when I prepared my weekly teaching timetable for last semester, I had forgot about these two dates which included a Friday. Thank God my leave was approved.

I had started to befriend the Sajar couple in February. When I learned that the family was invited to Penang as well and would be taking a bus, I volunteered to be the accompanying person. Then, I received the confirmation that the two teachers from Harap Learning Centre (HLC) Bukit Baru and their families would also be going with the same transport. Soon later, I was told that Sis Grace Wan from the MLM class would be joining us as well. After I checked the bus schedule, Dr Wong kindly asked one of his clinic staff to buy our tickets.

On 7 April evening, I drove to Seri Siantan flat and parked my car in front of the shop lots. After awhile, the Sajar couple and their five out of six children carrying their own luggage appeared with their excited faces. As we were waiting for Sis Grace Wan who had also agreed to send Sajar's family members to the bus station, Nurul and her twin brothers Fikri and Syukri began to use their forefingers to write on my dusty car back windshield

English sentences that they had learnt at HLC.

Sis Grace W arrived very soon with a van and her son as the driver. So all of us left for Melaka Sentral which was less than 3km away.

It was the first time that seven members of the Sajar family were travelling outstation together.

The HLC teacher Grace's family was already at the bus terminal.

The platform was crowded because of our gang, especially the young ones.

Here we were leaving at 10pm for Penang. Before the opening of HLC, I was a total stranger to them. It was wonderful to realize that the love of God had connected me to

Nurul,

Syukri,

Siti,

Niger, Fikri,

Melisa

and their parents despite our differences of age and culture.

Farewell Karaoke Dinner at Dreambox KTV Melaka

2011-03-30T15:21:00.001+08:00

At the end of March, I received a call from Kelvin K inviting me to join a farewell karaoke&meal gathering specially organised for Godwin and Irwne who were leaving Melaka to live in Kuala Lumpur.

On the first Thursday of this month, I went to Dreambox KTV at Dataran Pahlawan. Some Calvarites were already singing. When more arrived, we got our buffet dinner from another hall and started eating

in our VIP room.

I was sitting among sisters in Christs who enjoyed the food

as well as singing

The karaoke lovers were in ecstasy as long as they were holding a microphone.

Most of the songs selected were in English so that we all could sing together. Being the youngest among those who were there, I sometimes felt a bit disconnected as I had never heard of many of those oldies. Once awhile, I also joined some Mandarin speaking seniors to sing a well known Chinese oldie. This was a good platform for the songbirds to perform outside the church service.

The stars of that evening were of course Irwne

and Godwin, two siblings of different personalities who had been faithfully served at Calvary Life Assembly.

After much prayer, they had found a place in the same condominium with their sister who would be able look after them easily in Kuala Lumpur.

We are going to miss these two friendly brothers in Christ.

Free English Tuition At Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru

2011-03-18T17:50:00.006+08:00

Last month, after hearing from Sis Grace and Theresa that a lady was willing to give free English tuition twice a week to the Seri Siantan Bukit Baru community at Harap Learning Centre, I was very interested to get to know this sister in Christ.

One Thursday afternoon, I finally met Sis Christine, a retired English teacher who has a heart to help underprivileged children. The first batch of boys and girls entered the centre at 5pm.

As the children varied in age and English standard and she was alone most of the time, she focused on those who could read and at least make simple sentences.

Since I was free, I offered to supervise the younger ones some of whom had difficulties to even spell the alphabet letters.

Sis Christine's teaching was very lively. Her students had to show the action

as they mentioned a verb.

After about an hour, she let the children leave the centre and received the second batch of students whose language skills were much better.

Another week, I went to the centre to help again. This time, I saw new faces

including Syukri and Fikri who usually liked to idle at the playground. What a good surprise!

To motivate them to attend her tuition, Sis Christine had collected small presents from her friends to give away to those

who were willing to spend more than half an hour to write "He is a boy. We are pupils..." in their exercise books and on the white board.

When someone shows love and care, the Seri Siantan children's lives will no longer be the same.

Felix's 70th Birthday Celebration

2011-03-08T15:20:00.005+08:00

On the last Thursday of February, Emmy called me to invite me to their house the next evening as it was going to be Felix's birthday. As I would need to attend a leaders' meeting in church at the same time, I just said I would try to make it. Before I hung up, she reminded me, "No present, please!"

At first I was hesitating between the two appointments. But I began to consider the fact that the 70-year-old birthday celebration would take place only once a life time whereas the meeting was held every month, and that I could always find out from others what had been taught or discussed. Finally on 25th evening after work, I decided to drive to Klebang instead of Ayer Keroh.

Julia was also back from Kuala Lumpur with her parents. As usual, this vivacious girl's presence could never be unnoticed.

I was wondering why she started to cry when she sat at the dining table. Then I learnt that she had accidentally dropped the GPS, a gift which her parents had bought for her grandfather, onto the ground before they came. Even though it was not spoilt at all, the sight of it was enough to make her feel guilty again.

Felix was happier to read the simple word "Chichi" (Grandfather in Spanish)

and to receive the handmade card

from his granddaughter.

That evening, Emmy was not feeling well and stayed in the room. So after the dinner together with other guests, Julia was the one sitting next to Felix

to blow

and remove the candles

together.

The cheese cake was from a bakery and was not as popular as the flan of which all of us had a share. Every time when I went to their house for an important meal gathering, I would have the chance to taste this Emmy's signature dessert.

Later, I went upstairs to chat with Emmy. She was very glad to see the pictures I had taken. So was Felix who joined us later. I believe that this was the best present I had offered to the couple.

When Two Sanguines Got Connected VI: Nyonya Dinner And Night Stroll Before Saying Bye-bye

2011-02-25T09:00:00.018+08:00

During the Melaka river cruise, Ray who had only eaten three-quarter stick of potato snack at the Jonker Street was already concerned about where to taste the best Nyonya food in town. We could not find the name of the one Ps Richard had mentioned to him. So he picked Nyonya Makko restaurant at Melaka Raya which was described by online reviews as one serving homemade cuisine. It happened to be owned by Sis Maureen's family, a Calvarite with whom I often deal at the church cafeteria to get breakfast for Uncle Seelan. Even though I had never stepped into this restaurant, I was quite familiar with their famous pontay chicken and cendol which they had catered to Calvary Life Assembly during fundraising events.

Having a dining companion one of whose favorite activities is also eating, I once again happily abandoned my "munching-rabbit-food-for-dinner-at-home-when-alone" programme. We ordered specialities recommended by Sis Maureen. There were few customers left as the restaurant was going to close in half an hour. So our pontay chicken, lady fingers with cincaluk and steam tofu were served quite fast to fill our stomachs. These dishes were not only appetising in appearance but also yummy in taste!

After the meal, we went to the Portuguese Settlement for a walk to help digestion. We passed by the restaurants which were still crowded with people and headed towards the end of the jetty to continue our sharing session. It was rather tranquil with the Straits of Malacca around us.

Our 11-hour tour in Melaka that day finally came to an end when we left Ujong Pasir to return to Ayer Keroh and said bye-bye to each other.

Ray, thanks again for your visit and your tolerance towards my driving which sometimes must have caused you into a cold sweat. When we two sanguines meet again next time, there will be more bubbling stories to tell!

When Two Sanguines Got Connected V: Taking The Melaka River Cruise

2011-02-24T16:50:00.005+08:00

During the cell meeting on the eve of Ray's trip to Melaka, I asked Phebe about the Melaka river cruise which I myself had not yet experienced. She strongly recommended me to take it at night because of the beautiful illumination and gave me advice on the seating for the better view. Since my guest was not in a hurry to go back to Kuala Lumpur last Saturday, we reserved this activity for early evening.

We boarded the boat at the jetty in front of the Quayside Heritage Centre.

The sky was getting darker.

I was relaxed as a tourist

like my senior who was here on vacation.

I temporarily forgot that I had been living in Melaka for almost eight years! I was very glad to rediscover this favorite region of mine from another angle.

Last October, I had seen this same scenery from the riverside while hanging out near the old bus station and sometimes I waved at the boats that passed by. Sitting in the boat this time, I was the one waving at people standing on the bridges watching us.

Houses of Kampung Morten

and restaurants stood out with the lighting.

This bridge looked like a tunnel.

Another corner with mangroves reminded me of my river boat tour to watch fireflies in Kuala Selangor several years ago. And I also remembered those days when I took a stroll along the Doubs river in Besançon. I suddenly became a bit nostalgic.

The 45-minute cruise was definitely an enchanting experience for me to capture a different charm of Melaka with my eyes. I almost wished that the time would just freeze there and then...

When Two Sanguines Got Connected IV: Snapshots In Melaka Town

2011-02-23T14:10:00.002+08:00

Whether it is a bent tree,

a tombstone,

a street musician,

slippers with fancy designs,

a park

or beautiful bamboos,

as long as it arouses your interest to snap a picture, it is called an attraction!

When Two Sanguines Got Connected III: Visiting The Melaka Christianity And Cultural Research Centre

2011-02-23T13:07:00.010+08:00

Our next destination was the Melaka Christianity and Cultural Research Centre (MCCRC) which held a "Malacca Christianity & Culture" exhibition. I had been aware of its existence since the Lisbon Chambor Choir in 2009. Ray had also heard about it from Ps Richard who would like to organise a trip to the centre for those in Kuala Lumpur.

We had no idea of its exact location. After Ray searched the information on the Internet and asked a nearby hotel reception, we found the place. It was on the second floor of the Cheng Ho Cultural Museum at 51 Lorong Hang Jebat opposite the Stadthuys across the Melaka river.

At the entrance of the exhibition hall, welcoming us was a banner with the verse from 2 Chronicles 7:14.

Grafic panels were tracing Melaka's link to the spread of Christianity in China. The first portrait we saw was Robert Morrison, the first Protestant missionary to China and who had translated the Bible into Chinese.

Most of the displayed documents, originally in Chinese, were accompanied by the English explanation.

At the reception, we were told that the guided visit was only in English and we were introduced to Bro Jimmy, the only Christian employee there, who was in charge of both the Cheng Ho Museum and the Christianity exhibition. We could sense that he was passionate about his job to present the history of the Christianity in Malaysia to visitors from all over the world.

This was no doubt one of the oldest copies of the Bible in Chinese published in Melaka.

The exhibition highlighted several great men of God who had faithfully served in the Chinese community.

Watchman Nee was one of them. To make his presentation lively, Bro Jimmy pulled out a piece of paper from behind the picture of this great Chinese preacher. It was a statement discovered under Watchman Nee's deathbed after his passing--"Christ is The Son of God who died for the redemption of sinners and was resurrected after 3 days. This is the greatest truth in the universe. I die because of my Belief in Christ."

The exhibition also showed various contributions the Christian religion has been playing in the social development among the Chinese in areas like schools, hospitals, children's welfare homes, etc.

I was attracted by a painting of Jesus and the Samaritan woman. The characters and the background looked so Chinese that had I not known about the story, I would have thought that it was an illustration from a Chinese classical literature!

After the detailed visit, we were led to another room to watch a short video.

Bro Jimmy who was filled with evangelical fervour invited us to have a seat at the cafe downstairs. He gave us each a very interesting article about how the Bible was related to China and proof of the worship of the Creator God in ancient China. Despite his English education background, he was interested to learn from some Christian publications about how the Genesis story was hidden within the ancient Chinese written symbols.

We spent another hour to continue our fellowship. Ray and I took it as a coffee and iced lemon tea break as well.

When we left the museum, our stamina was high again to explore the town!

When Two Sanguines Got Connected II: Interesting Encounter and Seating

2011-02-22T14:50:00.015+08:00

Before Ray came to Melaka, he had already mentioned the local speciality chicken rice balls. So it did not take me a long time to plan where to bring him for lunch. As tourists, our place of interest was of course the famous Jonker Street. While driving, I told him about the story of my two parking spaces in front of Dataran Pahlawan on the day I helped with the voters registration. Again, we easily got an empty slot after prayer. Hallelujah!

At first, we stopped at Hoe Kee chicken rice ball restaurant where I had last eaten with my family members two years ago. There was a long queue outside. I remembered my brother Seng preferred Chung Wah. So we walked further up and joined the smaller waiting crowd outside the dowdy kopitiam-like restaurant.

In less than ten minutes, we were assigned to a table to share with another customer who was alone. Very soon, my sanguine senior engaged the diner in conversation by asking her in Mandarin where she was from. As soon as I heard the pretty lady's accent, I knew she came from China. She had seized a ticket during AirAsia promotions to travel to Malaysia last weekend. As she would stay only two days, she had decided to choose Melaka as her only city of destination. Her reason was simple and related to the history--because Cheng Ho had been to Melaka many times!

Unlike other restaurants, Chung Wah sells exclusively one type of dish. Both Ray and I had tasted their food in the past. The rice balls were still delicious but to our disappointment, the chicken that day was overcooked and soggy. Nevertheless, we were very glad to meet an independent traveller like Wang Yi.

I could have included her in my "tour guiding" programme but we had to leave the Jonker Street immediately after the meal. When we were back again, it was time to look for the second must-eat in our list--cendol at Jonker 88. The restaurant long in size was so fully occupied that we were not able to find two available seats at any tables after we had paid and were holding the two bowls of shaved ice. Thank God Ray noticed a corner where we could place two plastic stools and finally settled down.

The cold dessert refreshed us under the hot weather. And instead of antique household items displayed everywhere in the restaurant, we had a special view of banknotes of ancient times from different countries.

Now we were going to do visit a place that typical tourists would not think of. Guess where was it...

When Two Sanguines Got Connected I: Meeting Up In Melaka

2011-02-21T13:52:00.009+08:00

I used to have visitors from outstation or overseas. Since the end of 2008, strangely almost none of my contacts, besides my family members, relatives and a few regulars, had paid me a visit in Melaka.

Recently I got to know Ray, my senior under the same MLM training in Kuala Lumpur. One of the first questions he asked me was "What kind of personality are you?" I had not done the test but based on my loud voice and laughs evey three minutes, he was convinced that "sanguine" was the most suitable term to describe me on the spot. When he revealed to me that he was also one, I was not surprised since he sounded like a friendly, chatty person and could talk as fast as I!

After a few telephone conversations, Ray grew more curious to find out more about his sanguine sister in Christ. When the two sanguines got connected, the result was a meet-up in Melaka last Saturday. He was asked to pass me three boxes of donated stationeries to give to Harap Learning Centre (HLC) Bukit Baru.

As our meeting point was at Ayer Keroh, I did not miss to introduce to Ray my church Calvary Life Assembly building and Calvary Care Home before we went to the centre, which was close, to have a look from outside. Then we dropped by at Dr Wong's clinic to say hello to the coordinator of HLC Bukit Baru.

We waited about fifteen minutes for our turn for the "consultation". Dr Wong did not recognize his "patient" immediately. After the "diagnosis", he finally remembered Ray who had talked to him over the phone and whom he had probably seen at the Men's Fraternity booth during the EFC Leadership Summit 2010.

We did not want to disturb Dr Wong too long. So we left after a short while and I brought Ray to a significant coconut juice stall which was about a hundred steps from the clinic to offer him a welcoming drink. It was run by Sajar's family! I had driven past their stall many times but had never stopped by. The couple and their lovely daughter were there. It was the first time I met Sajar's wife. At first I was not sure whether this lady who looked very young was Nurul's sister or mother until she confirmed her identity.

While sipping the fresh coconut juice and giving Ray a brief account of Sajar's story which he had already heard a little bit in KL, I myself was moved by the impact Sajar had brought to his household when he had begun to reject passivity.

Ray was taking a break in the midst of his busy month. I also took this occasion to have a change of my routine. During the hours that followed, both of us were going to become real tourists...

Projek Harap Melaka Team February Gathering

2011-02-17T14:20:00.013+08:00

This month of February, there is no MLM class at all in Melaka because of the Chinese New Year and the public holiday. Nevertheless, Ps Richard and Piek See came to Melaka to meet the Projek Harap team at Mr and Mrs Ee's house this Tuesday.

Living near their residential area, I was the first guest to arrive. Since we were still in the festive season, I wore a red T-shirt and brought some mandarins. I thought I could give a hand in the kitchen. When I stepped into the dining room, the high tea was ready! Mrs Ee's neighbour had helped her to prepare most of the food. Laying on the table were fried mee siam, two types of nyonya kuih, taufu fa, etc.

I was very amazed that even the taufu fa was homemade. Mrs Ee scooped some into a bowl to let me taste.

The texture was so soft and smooth that the custard just melted in my mouth the moment I sipped it! As I was going to fill my stomach with other mouth watering dishes, I controlled myself to have the second serving only three hours later.

Ps Richard and Piek See arrived from Kluang a bit later. When they were urged by our hospitable hosts to serve the abundant foods, Piek See said, "We've been eating since 1pm. I think I need to change into pyjama. Otherwise my button is going to pop out!" She was very interested to shave ice for the cendol with the machine, which was actually a juicer with the ice-grating spare part.

We poured red beans, green worm-like jelly, coconut milk and gula Melaka onto the shaved ice. Was the DIY cendol nice? The answer was written on Ps Richard's face.

We began our "feast" before the meeting as Dr Wong would only come at about 5.30pm after his work. Bro BB had to leave early. Jonathan and Joel who were also dressed like angpao like me did not eat much because they were going to a dinner gathering later with their cell group members.

Probably due to the effect of tapai accompanied by ice-cream, our mood was high to talk about and laugh at "entertaining" topics. The serious meeting finally started after five o'clock. Piek See updated us on the SOP (Standard Operating Procedure) of Projek Harap. Mrs Ee is not only a wonderful host and cook in her house, but also a great helper and purchaser for Harap Learning Centre.

Dr Wong who is the coordinator of Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru has been very busy preparing for his exam in addition to his daily work at the clinic. Despite his tight schedule, he continues to care for needy people around him. He shared with us encouraging news about Sajar who had brought his family members and other children from the neighbourhood to visit him during the Chinese New Year.

Jonathan and Joel will play an important role of collecting quantitative data from the families of the children who attend the centre.

Mr Ee is the BM translator for documents. Ps Richard reminded us to focus on our primary objective, ie to give pre-school education to children between 3-6 years old, but partner with people who reach out to other ranks.

I will continue to do odd jobs where necessary with my gift of help.

An Afternoon With New Little Friends

2011-02-14T18:57:00.002+08:00

Last Thursday afternoon, I dropped by at Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru to pass some donated stationery. I was delighted to see Nurul there.

I learnt from Sis Theresa that Mrs Ee who had brought food during her visit the previous day to the centre had invited Nurul to join them and to come every afternoon. Instead of idling at the playground after school or when she skips school, this 7-year-old little girl was finally willing to accept the offer of the shelter where she was guided to do her homework. Though we adults were talking, she was able to do her exercise quietly and with full attention. Without previously having attended the kindergarten, she was writing numbers in BM and colouring pictures very neatly.

At first, I planned to stay on to meet Sis Christine, a retired teacher who gives free English tuition to Seri Siantian flats' children from 5pm to 7pm. That day, we waited for her until 5.20pm but she seemed to be not able to make it. As I was leaving after Sis Theresa closed the centre, two boys and a girl carrying a bag each asked me if their teacher was coming. They must have seen me during the party. Not having a confirmed answer for them, I told them I would teach them for awhile. Sitting on the floor, I asked them to show me one by one their exercise, to read out the sentences in English and to translate into BM. When they did not know the meaning of a word, I explained to them and reminded them to write down in case they forgot again later.

Once awhile, Nurul's brother Syukri was curious to see what we were doing.

I spent about one hour with them. Next, it was time for them to relax since the teacher still did not turn up.

The boy Fikri and the girl Atikah called their youngest brother, who appeared at the balcony, to come down. My "supermodel" Farahan was excited to see me again. I was also very glad to meet the three siblings together

and to know that all my new little friends enjoyed the photograph session.

When I said goodbye to them, Atikah asked me when I would come again.

How nice it is to know that someone is looking forward to my next visit. I thank God for this wonderful encounter.

Chinese New Year IV: Movie "Great Day"

2011-02-05T21:03:00.003+08:00

With God, every day is a great day and every year is a great year!

Chinese New Year III: Japanese Lunch

2011-02-05T20:51:00.000+08:00

When Japanese food was in front of me,

I almost forgot

I was celebrating Chinese New Year!

Chinese New Year II: Lion Dance

2011-02-05T20:30:00.001+08:00

I brought mandarins to visit Yean Tian. One hour later, the mandarins became part of a show of

lion dance by her nephew and niece.

Chinese New Year I: Fried Rice With Fresh Vegetables

2011-02-05T20:25:00.004+08:00

After a heavy reunion lunch and two following meals with leftover meaty dishes, the best thing to hear was when my good friend offered

to cook for me

fried rice with fresh vegetables.

A Morning At Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru

2011-02-01T21:17:00.013+08:00

Yesterday, I was finally free to spend a morning at the Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru because of the mid-semester break. Probably due to the rain which had been falling non-stop since Saturday, only four children were present in the centre when I arrived at about 9.30am.

Sis Theresa was guiding the girls to do some colouring and other exercise

while Sis Grace was sitting with the boys at another table.

One of them was very interested to pose for photographs without any request from me.

The following activity for the boys was inside the library-toy room.

Each of them chose his favorite game from the cupboard and played either alone, together or with the teacher.

After one hour, they had to leave the room to let the girls come in.

There were not yet many toys specially for girls. Nevertheless, they enjoyed the animal puzzles very much. As soon as they finished assembling all the pieces and joined together, they were keen to show Sis Theresa who was teaching the boys to write in the main hall. They were also able to tell me the names of the animals in English and to show me how a frog jumps or how a cat meows.

Sis Grace had gone out to buy packed lunch for the children. So I temporarily replaced her to keep an eye on the two lovely girls. After awhile, another boy entered the room again. At first, I taught him a few words in BM while holding a plastic ball with holes of different shapes. Very soon, he became restless and wanted to act as a superman.

When he noticed me taking pictures, he began to behave like a supermodel

and kept asking me to photograph him

in all kinds of positions until the battery of my camera ran low!

To take a group picture, I turned the children's toys into hats and helmets.

Next, it was meal time. They continued to look smart!

I really had a good time there.

When I was leaving, Nurul still preferred to hang around at the playground instead of entering the centre in the afternoon to do her homework. She smilingly waved at me and called me "Auntie" though she could not remember my name. I knew I had to do something for this little girl. God will show me the way.

Language & Cultural Week II: Closing Ceremony

2011-01-28T12:44:00.017+08:00

After our French activities last Thursday, the winners were invited to attend the closing ceremony at Alor Gajah campus yesterday.

When I made a reservation for the transport, the person in charge told me that we would leave at 2pm. At 2.20pm only, some of my students came from their lunch and we were still waiting for the bus. At first, I thought it was our "Malaysian culture". Another fifteen minutes were over and there was still no sign of the bus at the departure point. One of them kindly found out the driver's contact number from the administration office and called him on my behalf. The driver had overlooked the schedule! At about 2.45pm, the bus appeared at last to bring us to the event which would start at 3pm and the venue was 35 minutes' driving distance away with all the traffic lights!

I had been told that the French team would perform at 4pm. Moreover, thinking of our "Malaysian culture" again, I was not really worried about not being punctual. My colleagues in Alor Gajah were more anxious about my late arrival, for they needed to coordinate with us who had not been there in the morning for the rehearsal.

We were the only degree group from the city campus. I was wearing a black shirt and grey slacks. When I saw that most of my colleagues were gorgeously dressed up in kebaya or baju kurung, I felt myself like a "gangster intruder" leading a group of 14 followers...

The programme started with readers' theatre in English,

news reading in English

and dikir barat in Arabic.

We had been allocated 10 minutes for performance. So I decided to send all my singing winner groups. The group which had won the third prize could not come. I had the pleasure to listen again to my runners-up's songs "ABC", "Exception" and "De Toi A Moi".

It was a pity that the sound system in that hall was quite bad. The girls' voices were less clear than last time without the microphones in the classroom.

This time, the boys did not exchange their guitars.

The champion group also attracted a lot of attention with their song "One, Deux, Trois, Quatre", choreography and guitar.

These were not only active as students in my French class. They were charismatic artists on the stage as well. Had I been holding a bouquet of flower, I would have run to them like an excited fan!

After their performance, there was another news reading in English and Arabic, and dikir barat in BM.

I had been instructed last minute to appoint a student as an emcee to make some announcements in French. The best candidate who had the "package" was the first-prize winner for the quiz who was also one of the top scorers in my subject last semester. I wrote a few sentences to pass to her and guided her in the pronunciation.

After seeing others receiving the prizes, it was finally her turn.

The Mandarin group all in red presented a Chinese New Year song. Mandarin oranges were given to us at the same time.

When I submitted the proposal two months ago, I followed my colleague's example to put cash as the prizes. The organisers bought hampers instead. I was glad that my students were allowed to join us for refreshments. So both their hands and stomachs were full when they left the campus.

My dear students, thank you for your willingness to participate in this event. Enjoy your feast with egg rolls and chocolate during the Chinese New Year semester break!

A Learning Session With Bro John D'Cruz

2011-01-26T12:45:00.008+08:00

Last Sunday morning, Mrs Ee invited me to join her, Mr Ee, Sis Theresa and Sis Grace to meet John D'Cruz at Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru later at 5pm.

I had heard about this name from Piek See a few times. I had assumed that John D'Cruz was a Westerner giving some training to preschooler teachers in Malaysia. When I saw him in person and learnt that he was actually from Melaka, I was no longer surprised to associate this brother in Christ's Eurasian face with his Malaysian identity.

Bro John gave a brief introduction of himself--He was a secondary school teacher and later 5 years of principal from 1965 to 1982. 17 years under the national education system, he realised that many boys and girls, especially those from the marginalised community, were not academic and could not catch up with their classmates. Hence, he started the La Salle Learning Centre in Penang in 1984 to help these students to learn how to learn.

"These students are not slow learners, but different learners. An American psychologist Gardner stated that if a child is not linguistic or mathematically/logically inclined, he or she may have stronger skills like musical, visual/senses, interpersonal, intrapersonal, naturalist and kinaesthetic..."

I immediately remembered this theory of multiple intelligences. To children who show poor academic performance, John D'Cruz suggests that facilitators should focus on life skills, namely talking, listening, remembering, spelling, reading, writing, comprehension, counting, doing/making, drawing, gardening, etc., rather than knowledge. Once the life values are imparted to them, these children will be able to cope with the school syllabus.

John D'Cruz asked me why I, having a comfortable full-time job, was helping in this Projek Harap. I answered, "Because I have the heart for the underprivileged children. Whoever is given up, I'll pick up." I told him that I am also involved in Calvary Care Home.

My work was just the beginning if compared to John D'Cruz's 25 years of experience of reaching out to underprivileged children. He invited five of us to go for the five training sessions within six months specially catered to the Harap Learning Centre which would be held this year.

I thank God for this opportunity to get myself connected with His faithful servants who give a hope to students from difficult backgrounds.

Sunday "Time With Jesus" At Calvary Care Home

2011-01-24T10:30:00.005+08:00

This year, we continue with the programme at Calvary Care Home to align with the Home theme from 1 Timothy 4:12 "Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity."

Every Sunday after we are back from the church service, we sit together to have a "Time With Jesus". When there is no guest speaker, Albert P and I resume our teaching job. The book we are currently using is "ABC's Of Character" written by Ps Albert Kok to "build character and to reinforce the basic values and principles in all of us with a message 'This is the right way to live and behave'".

Albert started the first session two weeks ago with A--Attitude, a topic on which I had been taught during one of the MLM classes. The key point was that to have a positive attitude, we need to form a habit of thinking positive thoughts, reading positive oriented books, saying positive words and being with positive people. I could not agree more since I had been selecting positive thoughts, utterances and friends and thus seeing changes in myself.

The second letter B stands for Bible, God's Book which tells of His love and wonderful plan for man. As a Chinese educated person, I used to think that not reading certain famous Chinese classical literature at least once would be something regrettable. Now I am convinced that if I were to choose only one book to read for the rest of my life, I would immediately and happily pick the Bible which provides me with spiritual bread every day and has transformed my life.

Yesterday, it was about C-Church. And there are 23 more letters to go. It is indeed a more meaningful way than A for apple, B for boy and C for cat to learn the alphabet.

Language & Cultural Week I: French Activities

2011-01-21T15:40:00.013+08:00

The Modern Language Society organises a language week every semester. Previously, only English language was involved. From this year onwards, all the third languages will be parts of the event.

As I am the only one teaching French, I alone came up with two activities on 20th January--quiz for individuals and singing contest for groups.

Two weeks ago, I started to prepare the quiz. I wanted my students to learn about France, its culture, history, etc which the French are so proud of. At first, I simply copied most of the 40 multiple-choice and true/false questions from the Internet and saved in my office desktop. I did not print the document out, nor kept a backup. Last Thursday, my computer suddenly broke down for the first time and to date it is still not yet repaired. I had no more access to the document! Thinking positively while resetting the questions, I decided to add my own ideas more while still referring to the ready ones from some websites.

As a result, there were questions like these:

AirAsia lands at which airport in France?
A. Charles de Gaulle, B. Orly, C. Neuhof, D. Mandelieu

Which one is a French hypermarket?
A. Tesco, B. Giant, C. Carrefour, D. Mydin

In summer, when it is 1pm in France, it is 6pm in Malaysia. (True/False)

Among 30 students who had signed up for the quiz, 22 turned up.

One hour after the quiz would be the group singing contest. The participants were having rehearsal at different corners around the city campus.

6 groups were in the list. Fifteen minutes before I went to the classroom, a student from his group informed me of their withdrawal due to no practice. Later at 6.45pm, only 4 groups were present.

The event was held in a very casual atmosphere with free seating. I myself was the emcee. I let the contestants decide who performed first. The 3 girls and 2 boys had long waited for this moment to show their talents in

playing the guitar,

singing and dancing. When they suddenly stood up and moved around the chairs, I had the impression that they were playing the musical chairs!

The audience definitely enjoyed their choreography, though they were not joining their peers to grab the empty chairs...

The second group was a girl band.

The singers were all dressed in red and black, which made them stand out visually.

The guitarists created special sound effects by knocking on the instruments with their fingers.

The third group consisted of two "sopranos". One and a half hour before the contest only they were consulting me about the pronunciation of the lyrics in French. They would have gained more marks had they been better prepared. Nevertheless, I believe that all of us admired their courage and the volume of their voice.

The final group was also an interesting composition with two male guitarists and two female singers who performed three songs. The two boys who sometimes amused the whole class with their happy-go-lucky demeanour during my teaching hours did not miss to insert an entertaining element by exchanging their guitars after each song. The two sweet girls especially impressed me with their rap in which they articulated the words very well.

My colleague Naga had accepted my invitation to be in the panel of judges. She required all the groups to introduce the background of their songs. She was judging on creativity, stage presence and overall performance while I was giving marks for the singing abilities and pronunciation.

It only took us few minutes to decide on which groups won the prizes. I also announced the results of the quiz which I had already finished marking. All the winners are invited to the closing ceremony of the language week next Thursday.

The following activity was no longer French, but Indian! I was going to give Naga a dinner treat. She brought me to Saravanna restaurant in town where she often settles her meals. I had never been there before. It was crowded with Indian, Chinese and Western customers!

Naga's office is very near to mine but we only had short conversations in the corridor and in front of the campus building when we happened to meet. I was very glad to spend one hour chatting with this friendly colleague while eating the tasty masala tosei.

Since I am talking about a restaurant, let me ask you another question from my quiz--
Places where homeless people can get food during winter in France are called
A. Restos du coeur, B. Restos d'hiver, C. Restos à la carte, D. Restos de pauvres

Now you should understand why merely 8 of the 22 contestants were able to score the passing mark.

My Birthday VI: Another Pizza Treat

2011-01-20T23:20:00.003+08:00

My yam cha partner, thanks for your pizza treat at US Pizza yesterday as my belated birthday celebration. The pizza and side dishes were as yummy as the ones I had tasted at Pizza Hut with my CCH gang last month.

Let's increase in exercise and reduce the intake of fattening food... Do you think we'll have the determination?

Malim-Cheng Cell Fellowship At Newton Foodcourt

2011-01-18T14:00:00.017+08:00

During the first Sunday service this year, Ps James announced to the congregation the new monthly church programme. The cell meetings are held on the first two Friday evenings of each month instead of almost every Friday previously.

My Malim-Cheng cell leader Jeremiah's family wanted to start the year by hosting a pot bless as suggested by Ps James. Due to a piping problem which occurred in their house, they were not going to have water supply for a few days. As a result, we had a food gathering at Newton foodcourt at Bandar Hilir last Friday at 8pm.

In 2008, I was a member of the Young Adults cell in the beginning. For some reasons, especially my reluctance to drive alone to unfamiliar areas at night, I transferred to Cheng home cell which was later merged with Malim cell. Since, I got to know other old-timer Calvarites who lived at Malim.

My attendance to cell meetings, especially during the second half of last year, was so poor that Auntie Sally could not recognize me immediately and was wondering who I was when I arrived at their table at about 8.10pm.

I had not seen Sis Cassy for a very long time. She was attending another church. Besides my job, she was very interested to know when I was going to get married, a typical question that the married people like to ask the singles.

I answered, "I'm happy to be single. If God sends me someone, I'll be a happy married person."

Phebe commented, "You'll be happier."

I replied, "Not necessarily happier, but happy in a different way."

She nodded her head. Sis Cassy added, "True, not necessarily happier. You'll have more problems when you are married." She was sitting next to her husband Bro Steven who was savouring one dish after another. I simply concluded that where there are people, there are conflicts.

Auntie Sally, who had come with her daughter, son-in-law and grandson, also participated in our "forum". "Don't rush to get married! If you can't find a good one, it's better to stay single. After all, you're independent." I wished Mum had also told me the same thing when I telephoned her on my birthday last December to remind her that I was one year older.

"Yes! Auntie Sally. It's wiser to open my eyes big big to observe now than to open my mouth big big to nag after the marriage." I was citing my own statement I had once left on Facebook after hearing a colleague's marital problem.

Patricia smiled with a consent, while the men remained silent and preferred to open their mouths only to swallow the delicious food.

Our youngest single cell member Jaden also completely ignored the adults' boring conversations. The only concern this five-year-old boy had there and then was the big bowl of his favorite fish porridge.

My presence brought out another topic which was about Calvary Care Home (CCH). Uncle Kok who used to be a CCH committee member in the past recalled how thin Isaac and Joseph were when they were small. He emphasised that at the age of 77, he was already old. I mentioned Uncle Seelan who had reached 85 this year to assure Uncle Kok that he was still young.

That evening, I was not keen to taste the specialities there because my stomach was still very full with a piece of David's birthday chocolate cake and some dhal curry I had eaten at CCH just before I went to the foodcourt. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the gathering very much. On my way home, I had a chance to chat with Sis Alice to whom I gave a lift.

In this year of increase, let's increase our fellowship!

A Brief Visit At The Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru

2011-01-14T12:55:00.012+08:00

On 3 January, Harap Learning Centre (HLC) received the first batch of preschoolers. Dr Wong invited us to drop by there. As I was busy with my new semester which had started on the same date, my commitment to help Calvary Care Home (CCH) boys with their homework and other matters, I only phoned up Dr Wong once to find out how the response was.

This Wednesday, I decided to allocate a small slot of time to visit HLC before going to CCH. When I quit the campus, it was drizzling. I settled a bill at Melaka Sentral first. The rain became much heavier. I did not want to change my plan, so I sent an SMS to Dr Wong to inform him of my visit in 15 minutes and drove to Bukit Baru.

Walking towards the centre from the parking, I saw Sajar's children in the playground. I still remembered their names after the party one month ago. My immediate reaction was to call and ask them why they were not in the centre. I had forgot that the daycare service of the centre only caters to children below six years old and that these three siblings who were already studying in the lower primary school were disqualified.

Sis Theresa unlocked the grill for me. Since the opening of the centre, underprivileged children aged between 3 and 6 from Seri Siantan flat have a place where they are well taken care of from 9am to 5pm. All their food and learning materials in the centre are sponsored.

Thus, their parents who are working to make ends meet do not need to worry about these children during the weekdays.

Sis Theresa is also a Seri Siantan resident. A mother of three and a former kindergarten teacher, she is no doubt a very ideal person to handle her little neighbours in the centre. She is looking forward to the professional training which will be provided soon.

She told me there were eight boys and five girls enrolled in the centre. Some parents had already taken their children back after lunch time. She invited me to come in the morning another time so that I can see all the children and more activities.

I did not intend to stay long. I was leaving when another lady entered the centre. Sis Theresa introduced to me Sis Grace who helps in the preparation of meals. I was very glad to have met these two loving sisters in Christ.

Nurul, Fikri and Syukri seemed to have fun under the rain.

I reminded them to do their homework and study hard. While saying goodbye to them, I prayed in my heart that the Lord would send workers to reach out to them.

My Article For "Calva-Write 2010" Ist Issue

2011-01-12T08:43:00.016+08:00

Last Sunday, Calvarites finally got a copy of the first issue of "Calva-Write 2010".

Being in the publication committee last year, I was in charge of reporting a few church events. As a volunteer at Calvary Care Home (CCH), I was also required to write my testimony for the CCH 10th anniversary newsletter which was later included in this Calvary Life Assembly bi-annual magazine. The article was quite similar to my blog entry of 25th May 2009.

Dad, you used to encourage me to write. And whenever I had anything published in a newspaper or a magazine, you were always proud of me. Two years after you left me, I took over your career in another way. Now, not only I regard myself as a journalist when I blog, I also feel myself like a nurse when I care for others. My childhood ambitions to become like you or Florence Nightingale, my first heroes, are both being achieved!

I dedicate this article to you.

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“I thank God for transforming my life
through caring for these adorable little ones,”

As a newly committed Calvarite in early 2008, I did not even know that Calvary Care Home existed. I first saw the children’s pictures in the CCH anniversary newsletter and learnt that the Committee was calling for tutors. I had a desire to volunteer but never contacted the Care Home seriously.

When I was an assistant teacher in the Children's Church, the youngest CCH boys were in my upper-primary class. I was aware that they required more attention than those who were under their own parents’ care, but I was not to manifest my special concern for them, which might have been misunderstood as favoritism by other children.

After I had resigned from the post, I still thought of reaching out to these boys at the Calvary Care Home where they were doing most of their daily activities outside school. God opened the door again when Wilson Ti whom I had known at the CCH Fund-raising Jumble Sale told me he needed someone to help in his Chinese subject.

In March 2009, I finally stepped into the Care Home. In the beginning, I gave tuition to Wilson Ti only. After a few times, I also befriended other boys. Soon afterwards, I resumed my baking hobby to share some snacks with them. It was always a pleasure to see them appreciating whatever I brought to them, even though the results of my baking experiments were not always successful. As they grew familiar to me, they were no longer bashful to talk to me.

Along the way, I became acquainted with Bro. Albert Peh, who spared his evenings conducting the boys’ study programme or spending devotion time with them, Sis. Annie Choo and her daughter Adrienne who collected and delivered donated food items to the Home, and Sis. Jothy Bai who often showered the children with motherly love and advice. I realized that there were many others who were faithfully serving CCH from behind the scenes. These loving people were setting a good example for me to be a CCH caregiver aside from my full-time teaching job.

Later, I made regular visitations to the Calvary Care Home to help the boys with their homework. As I got to know the CCH boys better, I was willing to spend more time with them. During the last school holidays, I often participated in their recreational outings, events, sports, preparation of meals, etc. I began to enjoy my new roles of driver, cook and tailor, and to feel at home with this God-given family at Bukit Baru. The children were also comfortable with my presence as a big sister or an aunt.

God has His time and season for everything. I believe that He has put the burden in my heart for the CCH children so that I can be a mentor to them during this stage of their life where they start to form their own thoughts, ideas and concepts, which sometimes lead to conflicts with adults or guardians. Having gone through this transitional stage, I am able to relate to them by lending an ear and sharing my life experiences. In return, I have earned their trust and friendship which are very precious to me.

I was not passionate about caring for children in the past. Now when I look at the CCH boys with Jesus’ eyes, every one of them has the potential to become a great man of God. I give thanks to the Lord for bringing me closer to the kingdom of heaven through caring for these adorable little ones.
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Happy

2011-01-10T09:08:00.001+08:00

Moreover, when God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work— this is a gift of God. (Ecclesiastes 5:19, NIV)

When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, a man cannot discover anything about his future. (Ecclesiastes 7:14, NIV)

I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. (Ecclesiastes 3:12, NIV)

A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit. (Proverbs 15:13, NIV)

Is any one of you in trouble? He should pray. Is anyone happy? Let him sing songs of praise. (James 5:13, NIV)

Christ Must Increase, But I Must Decrease

2011-01-07T14:06:00.004+08:00

A few months ago, the Holy Spirit began to remind me, "Christ must increase, but I must decrease." (John 3:30 NKJV). As a disciple of Jesus, I understood that God wanted me to deny myself, take up my cross and follow Him daily (Matthew 16:24).

Last Sunday, we were introduced to the church theme for 2011. It was from Psalms 115:14. Ps James specially mentioned the King James Version of the verse "The LORD shall increase you more and more, you and your children."

That afternoon at Calvary Care Home (CCH), each of us talked about what we would like to increase this year. I had not given thought to this question. When it was my turn to share at last, I spontaneously said, "1. The fruit of the spirit (love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Galatians 5:22-23)--I want to be kinder, more gentle... 2. Giving--my time, my money and my talent."

After I went home, I remembered God's expectation of me again. And I realised that my answers at CCH actually indicated that I was no longer as self-centred as before. Instead, I was putting the benefit of the Kingdom of God as my priority. The Lord also approved of my desire to serve others more with my gifts.

That day for the first time, I felt that the little girl in primary school at whom the teacher had pointed and to whose face she had told, "Lee Sah, you're very selfish!" had progressively decreased.

Father God, I'm willing to let Christ in me increase. And I'm willing to decrease.

My Life In 2010 -- A Year Of Courage, Collaboration, Competence And Commitment

2011-01-04T12:52:00.012+08:00

Early last year during the MLM class, I learnt that 2010 was a year of courage, collaboration, competence and commitment. Now when I look back the past twelve months, these words, given by God, were truly reflected in my life.

Courage:
I had the ability to confront fear, uncertainty, intimidation and discouragement, which I had not experienced so strongly since 1995 when I had first stepped into a foreign land.

I shall continue to ask myself a few questions:

1. Do I stand up for what is right even if I stand alone?
2. Do I cave in to negative peer pressure?
3. Does fear of failure prevent me from trying things?
4. Am I afraid to express myself just because some people might disapprove?
5. Do I work to solve problems without violence?
6. Do I intentionally ridicule, embarrass, or hurt others?
( from www.GoodCharacter.com)

Collaboration:
From a lone ranger who went to Calvary Care Home (CCH) as a tutor in 2009, I began to cooperate with other caregivers who have a vision for the Home. And through the MLM classes which I had been attending faithfully, I became a member of Melaka team for Project Harap.

I shall not forget that an effective team
1. cares for one another.
2. knows what is important.
3. grows together.
4. has a chemistry that fits.

a. Relationships are strong.

b. Desires are similar.

c. Trust is evident.

d. Roles are clear.

e. Abilities are complementary.

f. Players are appreciated.

g. Morale is high.

h. Wins are frequent.

i. Motives are pure.

j. Benefits are received by all.
5. places individual rights below the team's best interest.
6. realizes everyone plays a special role.
7. has a strong bench.
8. knows exactly where the team stands.
9. pays the price.
10. says "yes" to the right questions.
(from MLM Notebook Two)

Competence:
My ideas often became actions which were not only blessings to others but also to myself.

I shall not stop to evaluate my level of competency:
1. My ideas often turn into plans.
2. I can figure out how to finish a job I start.
3. I am good at solving problems.
(from MLM Notebook Two)

Commitment:
I had more commitment in many aspects, which had not been the case previously. I was more willing to sacrifice my personal interest to the benefit of people around me.

I shall constantly remind myself to be committed to Christ as much as He is committed to me. "And Jesus came and spoke to them, saying, “All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” Amen." (Matthew 28:18-20, NKJV)

Father God, I thank You for bringing to completion what You had empowered me to do in 2010.

A Very Busy Christmas Day

2011-01-03T18:50:00.009+08:00

Last Christmas day, after stopovers at to Tesco Hypermarket to buy groceries, Seri Kenangan Home to bring Uncle Seelan out for breakfast at his favorite Pinang Besar, 7-Eleven to reload my handphone, my house to get ready for the following programme outside, the church to watch the rehearsal in which some of the Calvary Care Home (CCH) gang was involved, CCH to have a simple lunch, Melaka Mall to accompany the gang for some last-minute shopping, Albert P's house to drop the boys for a shower there, the church again to pick Paul who had stayed back, CCH again to let Paul pack his clothes, Albert's house again to fetch him and his father who had decided to attend the Christmas party at Calvary Life Assembly (CLA) with us, I entered the church compound for the third time and could finally settle down for a few hours.

Last year, the three CCH boys who had just graduated from the primary school were still behaving like children. And David was only about my height. One year later, I had to raise my head much higher when talking to them and they were already showing all kinds of signs of adolescence. As a result, I often left these teenagers alone to have fellowship with their peers and kept an eye more on Joel who was only going to be ten years old and whose size made him look like a Standard One boy.

Joel came into the main sanctuary with the face painted like a clown, one of the activities of the CLA Christmas party. Albert's father added a few more strokes on the cheerful boy's cheeks.

Last year, the Christmas celebration put a lot of emphasis on the musical. This year, there was drama composed by different scenes with puppets' talks,

solo singing,

solo dancing,

boys' group break dancing where Paul had a chance to demonstrate his performing arts talent in front of the congregation,

and girls' group dancing.

Their weeks of practice were not in vain. Their message of the birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ was conveyed through this meaningful drama.

Another highlight in the main sanctuary was caroling. The set-up of the stage was beautiful with red and yellow colours. Albert was the main singer while John was the drummer. Many church members gave compliments to this former anointed worship leader who used to sing in the church services. I had only listened to his casual songs during the Gala & Charity Dinner, Karaoke outings and some other occasions. After witnessing his powerful voice in full volume with my ears, I also officially joined his fans' club and volunteered myself as the manager!

When the celebration at CLA was over, I followed the CCH gang to an open house by a church member's family before I went back to my house at night. It was indeed a very busy Christmas day with a lot of travelling.

My Birthday V: Christmas Eve Service And Present Blessings

2010-12-30T17:17:00.003+08:00

That evening, Albert's two nephews were going to perform during the Christmas Eve service in their church. So he invited us to go along to Straits Baptist Church after our dinner. As we arrived a bit late, we discreetly sat at the back rows.

A group of Mandarin speaking women who had been learning English for several months sang in both languages.

One of Albert's nephews played drum while the other was in the caroling team. The church building and the congregation were not big. But the atmosphere was very nice.

At the end of the service, Christmas gifts were given away to everyone who was there--first, the children, then, the visitors and last, the adult church members. We just drew a number from a box to exchange with a present.

When Joel went forward and said out his number in BM or English, I imagined the helpers must be wondering why on earth this little Indian boy had appeared in their Chinese service.

We two adults were more excited than John who shyly remained seated at first. I had almost wanted to ask the organisers, "Today is also my birthday. Can I have one more present?"

Matthew unwrapped his. It was a handphone box! Unfortunately, his hi-tech gadget dream shattered as soon as he opened it and only pulled out some stationery. We laughed at the disappointed boy. Luke was luckier. He won a toaster which I advised him to bring home to his mother on his next visit. Later, both cheated by approaching the stage again to receive a present each for the second time.

Everyone of us was back with the hands and stomach full. Another present giving ceremony was awaiting me.

This time, I did not have to draw any number and I discovered two gifts in one box--a beautiful key chain with the verse "Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the Lord." (Psalm 31:24, NIV) and a plaque with the prayer of kitchen so that I would "bless" the CCH gang more often with my experimental foods.

My friends, with such a wonderful programme, this was definitely the most unforgettable birthday in my life and you all made me very happy. My joy came from the fact that you were willing to spend quality time for me and with me. Once again, thanks for your friendship and kindness. May we continue to love one another in Christ.

My Birthday IV: Pizzas Treat

2010-12-30T16:02:00.008+08:00

A few weeks ago, John SMSed me to find out if I liked cheese. Had he known I loved this dairy product to the extent of choosing it as the topic for an assignment when I was in the university, he would not have asked the question.

So, when Luke mentioned the word "pizza" in the car and we passed by Jalan Hang Tuah behind my city campus building,

I instantly got the answer for the place for our dinner--Pizza Hut.

Though they let me choose the topping of all the pizzas we ordered, the two guys still discussed about the menu in a whisper. I was wondering what extravagant tricks they were going to play.

They even gathered the younger ones to plan something without my knowledge. When they came back to the table, Albert said to me, "Later, when the thing comes, you must imagine some fire there."

During this Christmas season, the scene that appeared in my mind was a turkey being grilled on charcoal fire. However, sitting in a pizzeria, I was realistic enough not to look forward to the big bird on top of the bread.

We had moved to a round table which was cosier. The mushroom soup, cold soft drink and small pies were served first.

According to the waiter, we had to wait within seventeen minutes and a half for the pizza. While chatting and laughing, time seemed to pass very fast. The shining six-cheese Hawaiian chicken pizza, together with garlic bread, were placed in front of us not too long after we started to take the soup. I had purposely picked this popular topping to please the tastebuds of my Calvary Care Home (CCH) family members.

The two guys asked the waiter to bring a straw. When it was put on the pizza, they told me, "This is your birthday cake!" Next, they led the younger boys to stand up and sing softly the birthday version of "We Wish You A Merry Christmas" to me. Albert must be reminding himself that it was not the stage to raise his alto voice to perform the caroling. As a result, we did not disturb other diners too much.

I finally understood the earlier part of the cinema. What an original idea! I liked it.

Thank God they had not requested the number of straws according to my age. Otherwise, we might have faced extra charge in the bill and the "cake" filled with "candles" would have looked like the black forest...

My newly adopted "son" Joel was very keen to feed me a piece of pizza. I wished I could be as thin as him after temporarily relieving myself from the diet I had been on since this semester break.

I forgot why these two guys were arm wrestling. But I was sure that they were not fighting to settle the bill, because I had been told that John was the boss for this treat. He contributed some of the pocket money he had earned after helping in a conference in the hotel nearby early this month. To this generous boy, I'll give him a ramen treat in future.

My birthday celebration was still going on.

My Birthday III: Shopping Surprise

2010-12-29T14:20:00.008+08:00

My birthday was one of the things which I cared least in my life, though I had memories a bit here and there--the fire engine toy that Dad gave me when I was small, the two hard-boiled eggs I had to swallow together with soup mee suah that Mum specially cooked, the meals with my friends in France, etc.

This year, after my record breaking of organising six simple birthday celebrations for the Calvary Care Home (CCH) gang, the home administrator Albert P finally found out my date of birth and appointed John as the "event manager" to plan together a birthday surprise for me. They asked me to make myself free for them on 24th December from 5pm onwards. Having learnt the lessons of obedience recently, I obeyed happily and immediately.

My birthday finally came. Since morning, I was busy with my breakfast appointment with guests, helping in church for the preparations of the Christmas party and my shopping appointment with Sis Annie. At five, I could finally relax and let others entertain me.

I had not got a clue about the programme. I simply hopped into the "pirate ship" and started my adventure! Besides Matthew, the two finalists who were qualified to join the fun were Luke and Joel.

The first destination was Jaya Jusco Bandaraya. Once we reached there, Albert said to the boys, "Bring her to the ladies' department!" While following the "masters" with mysterious smiles to the first floor, I felt myself like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Don't tell me you're going to ask me to buy bras here and pay for me," I began to worry a bit.

"Lee Sah, we want to make you happy today. I remember you said never buy clothes, shoes or handbags for women. And I know you like shopping. So you're given a RM100 voucher to buy anything you like."

It was definitely unexpected to me. However, what Albert did not know was that I would not like shopping under the stress that five guys would be waiting for me. And neither would I enjoy letting others pay for things that I could afford, while being with some of the children who still lived on people's donations.

Looking at the four boys with us, I immediately formed an idea in my mind and told Albert, "Let's go to the children's department then! They'll buy something they like. RM25 for each of them." And in return to his kindness, I was also going to bless him back with a present which God had placed in my heart.

Albert was the one in surprise this time. But he respected my decision to transfer this blessing to others as long as it made me happy. My joy was beyond words, of course! John and Matthew also showed their love to Joel and Luke respectively by spending less than the amount they were allowed. I quickly brought Joel to see clothes. I had almost wanted to buy a shirt for him during my earlier outing with Sis Annie. Now he was choosing a blouse and pants exactly according to his size and taste.

During the one hour there, while I was trotting energetically between the racks and the fitting room with Joel, the guys were already exhausted.

I was very pleased with the first activity. "Thanks, I liked it!" I told Albert, "Another lesson to learn--never go shopping with a woman to buy things she likes. It's tiring." He laughed, "Why didn't you tell me before?" I answered, "That's my latest revelation!"

My Birthday II: Greetings And Presents

2010-12-29T12:01:00.001+08:00

My dear custard apple tree, thank you for the ripe fruit on my birthday.

My dear friends and family, thank you for the birthday greetings and presents in different forms.

I may not remember your birthday, but I will never forget your kindness and the great moments we have spent together.

My Birthday I: Message From God

2010-12-28T11:34:00.002+08:00

On 24th December morning, I was driving to church. As soon as I switched on the radio, I heard a familiar English oldie with the refrain:

Nothing's gonna change My love for you
You ought to know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love

Suddenly, I realised that this was the message for my birthday.

Father God, thank You for Your love.

A Piece Of Cake And A Burger Meal

2010-12-23T12:35:00.014+08:00

Yesterday morning, while I was clearing my inbox, I read this email forward by a church friend:

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Sometimes we asked ourselves, "What did I do to deserve this? Why does God let these things happen to me?" Here is the explanation...

A daughter tells her mother how everything is going wrong for her: She probably failed her maths exam... Her boyfriend just dumped her for her best friend.

In times so sad, a good mother knows the thing to cheer up her daughter... "I'll make a delicious cake."

In that moment her mother hugged her daughter and walked her to the kitchen while her daughter attempted to smile.

While the mother prepared the utencils and ingredients, her daughter sat across from her at the counter. Her mother asked, "Sweetheart, would you like a piece of cake?"

The daughter replied, "Sure, Mum, you know how much I love cakes."

"Alright," the mother said, "Drink some of this cooking oil." Shocked, the daughter responded, "What?! No way!!"

"How about a couple of raw eggs?"

To this, the daughter responded, "Are you kidding?"

"How about a little flour?"

"No, Mum, I'll be sick!"

The mother responded, "All of these things are uncooked and taste bad, but if you put them together, they make a delicious cake! God works the same way. When we ask ourselves why does He make us go through these difficult times, we don't realize the what/where these events may bring us. Only He knows and He will not let us fall. We don't need to settle from the raw ingredients, trust in Him... And see something fantastic come about!"

God loves us so much. He sends us flowers every spring. He makes the sun rise every morning. And any time you need to talk, He is there to listen. He can live anywhere in the universe. But He choses to live in your heart!

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This story reminded me of one of my favorite Bible verses "And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose." (Romans 8:28, NKJV)

Later in the afternoon, an impromptu decision which I had made led me into a trouble. I remembered John once wrote to me "I wish trouble will disappear.", to which I replied, "Trouble won't disappear, but the fear of trouble will disappear as we learn to confront it." The statement "Hardness of heart, much more than failure, is the true relationship killer." that I had read the previous night from one of the "Boundaries" series also flashed into my mind.

So I calmly prayed, "Father God, You know very well my motive. I didn't expect the reactions I received. I can become bitter or better. I believe that all these things will turn out a good learning process for all of us. Give me Your wisdom to deal with this situation." Very soon, I had three pictures in my mind.

I presented all my ingredients to God for baking. Not only I felt peace, I was virtually savouring the piece of cake. And because of an emergency meeting due to this incident, I stayed back longer and was given a burger meal treat to fill my hungry stomach and quench my thirst. Moreover, it was something I had just thought of in the morning! I also had the revelation that baking a cake is much more fantastic than preparing fastfood. In the end, I smiled all the way home.

I truly thank God for this wonderful experience.

Blessed Are The Sponsorer And Recipients

2010-12-22T15:10:00.001+08:00

Among my Batu Pahat friends, Yean Tian is not doubt the one who has been witnessing most my walk with God. In fact, I first attended the children's church and knew about Jesus because she had invited me to a swimming pool outing organised by her church when we were both 11 years old. Even though I hardly went to any service after I moved to the secondary school and university, I always kept the simple faith that Jesus is the only God.

In 2008 when I drew closer to God again, I shared with her my decision to abandon ancestor worship and later other testimonies from myself, my church members or another former classmate PG who had accepted Jesus as his Lord and Saviour that year.

Since I began to serve at Calvary Care Home (CCH) in 2009, I had more things to recount whenever we met up for a tea in our hometown. Early this year, when David followed me back to Johor for the first time, Yean Tian kindly gave him an ice-cream treat.

As she grew more curious and interested in my "business" at CCH, she took out a sum of money every month to let me invest in the Kingdom of God on her behalf. She also told me that she would sponsor the boys' school shoes.

This school holiday, not only she did not forget her promise, she also kept reminding me to measure the feet of each boy. After much delay, I finally found out the brands and size of the shoes they were wearing this year. Last week, my generous childhood friend whose "Champion" is the most famous shoes shop in Batu Pahat passed her sponsored items including two pairs of socks and shoe white to Mum who came with my brother Leong's family to Melaka.

This was the happy reaction of the blessed recipients from the right in the picture: Luke, Joel, Paul, Daniel and David.

The miracle was that this time, our cool and handsome Paul was the most sporting boy in front of my camera.

My dear, thank you very much for your generosity. May God bless you abundantly!

Never Bored With My Nephew And Niece VIII

2010-12-21T15:03:00.009+08:00

When Zer Yih and Zer Nin came to Melaka, the floor was used as a chessboard;

Lego bricks were assembled to construct chess pieces;

all the food was tasty to them;

Bible stories were interesting to them;

gardening was not hard work;

flower petals were a piece of art;

the shopping mall became a construction site;

and their big aunt looked even smaller among the giant snowman and the two growing children.

10th NSCD 2010 Camp V: Bye-bye, Maybe Next Year

2010-12-20T16:30:00.005+08:00

I actually had no desire at all to participate in any beach activities. However, on the last morning of the camp, the mood slowly came. I began with stepping into the water bare-footed, splashing about with Joel and finally joined the girls on the other side to bathe in the sea! I did not know the correct way of crawling, nor changing breath. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the fellowship with a few friendly girls and planned to learn more swimming skills next year.

The final session of the camp was held at the open-air amphitheatre.

Rev Sinna used the sea to illustrate the power and the glory of God. Having swallowed salt water several times earlier, I could not agree more. No matter how good swimmers we claim to be, men are powerless in the sea.

I had got to know about Rev Sinna's life testimony through his own sharing during the devotion. His wife, in whom I had witnessed a quite opposite temperament, had also shared with Sis Chui Ping, Albert and me in private how they had started their care home. I would like to pay a visit to their Rumah Faith in future.

A few participants went forward to testify how God had touched them during this camp.

Without surprise, my "spider disciple" aka dancing partner was not shy to speak in front of the crowd.

Even my young roommate who was the greatest "DJ" during the "Tamil radio broadcast" for the past three days in our dormitory continued to share her stories to a bigger audience, this time in English of course.

I pray that one day our CCH boys would be confident enough to stand upright in public and mature enough to give a speech with constructive topics like them.

The three groups which had gained the highest marks were rewarded. Every participant was also given a mug and a set of sponsored toothbrushes as souvenirs. After the lunch, it was time for separation. Luke was no doubt the most popular member in our CCH gang, for many of his new friends were running towards our van to say goodbye to him.

We returned to Melaka by taking the old road and experienced some heart-attack moments. Likewise in our lives, God also allows us to follow our own will and face the consequence.

During this camp, I had learned a lot from other staff and realised how selfish I was in certain situations, even though it was unintentional. To improve as a care giver, I needed to set new new heights, new goals for myself.

May the Lord continue to show me the clearer picturer of the way He wants me to go on.

10th NSCD 2010 Camp IV: Best Of The Best

2010-12-20T11:43:00.024+08:00

I was sharing a dormitory with a staff member and eight girls from other homes. As I was the last person to check in on the first day, the bed left to me was one on top at the end.

All my roommates were Indians. As soon as they gathered, they had endless conversations in Tamil even after the light was off at 11.30pm. I normally slept well anywhere and in any situation. It even occured to me to doze off at a Mamak stall while my friends were chatting right in front of me! Strangely, I was not able to get much sleep during my stay in this camp.

The third day, I still woke up at dawn. It was raining heavily. I could not go to the beach side. So I stayed at the reception corner. A few single shoes, slippers or socks were scattered on the road. Who were the naughty ones behind this?

Stray dogs were the culprits. The committee had overlooked this matter and no warning was given to the campers. As a result, every morning, I saw stolen, abandoned and sometimes torn objects desperately waiting for their owners to take them back.

Rev Jeremiah's wife Sis Me Ngoh who was in charge of the devotion asked the first question "Which stone can capture light?".

The answer was diamond which she compared to the believer of Christ with the following characteristics:
1. Saved from the kingdom of darkness.
2. Separation from worldliness.
3. Realize our weaknesses.
4. Allow God to use people and circumstances to cut away our weaknesses.
5. Exposure to God's Word.
6. Need for continual cleansing by the Word of God.
7. Know our spiritual gifts and God's special calling for us to serve to benefit His Kingdom.

How are we cooperating with God's discipline in cutting the flaws out of our lives?
1. Dedicate our life to the Lord.
2. Avoid the "flaws" that come through rebellion.
Then we will be a splendid jewel for God's glory.

I was supposed to go to Hall Two after that. The previous and third session about character, inner motivation to do what is right, was very interesting. For some reason, Paul, Matthew and David were transfered to Hall One to listen to Ps Joel's preaching and I was asked by Mrs Sinna to accompany them.

Because of this sudden arrangement, I responded to one of the most important altar calls in my life. While my tears were flowing, God comforted, encouraged me and confirmed the things in my heart through Ps Joel who laid his hand on me.

When the session was over, all the campers took group photographs together. I had no idea of the exact number of participants. I only knew that due to Albert's and my unique status as teachers turned busybodies turned volunteer staff and the CCH boys' "high profile", others easily recognised nine of us.

After the lunch, the children carried on with their group discussions instead of going back to their rooms to take a nap. When it came to outdoor activities,

they were still full of energy.

The not so energetic adults like us just sat on the chairs and talked about our joy as well as frustration of dealing with these children whom God had placed in our hearts. I had befriended Sis Chui Ping from Praise Home whose testimony in Mandarin I wished my family members would hear in person one day.

That afternoon, I was annoyed to see some of our CCH boys covering themselves with caps, jackets, withdrawing themselves from the crowd, acting passively or complaining about the dizziness caused by sunlight. I made up my mind to do something to turn these "ladies", whom even I myself as a woman could not stand, into authentic men!

After the dinner, my "spider disciple" approached me again to invite me to dance with him, the requirement of his task. I was told that he had a twin brother who shared striking resemblance but had a different personality.

I also moved my limbs a lot during the worship. When the "Best Of The Best" group performance started, at first I watched the drama,

singing and advertisement with full attention.

After awhile, I could not focus any longer and nodded off. But when I finally went to bed at 1am, I was not able to sleep immediately because of the Tamil "live broadcast" which lasted another half an hour...

10th NSCD 2010 Camp III: Group Activities

2010-12-15T18:05:00.007+08:00

The second day, I woke up before 6am. Lying on the bed, I waited almost one hour until the sky turned brighter to leave my dormitory. Mrs Sinna was already having her devotion alone at the place where the campers usually gathered. I said "good morning" to her and walked towards the hut.

The first time I came to the Port Dickson beach was in 2004 with a colleague and students for a course trip. I was never excited about swimming, even though sometimes I did immerse myself in the water when I had a company.

I simply enjoyed watching waves hitting the shore.

After the breakfast, the groups named after the fruit of the Holy Spirit were either having their discussions about the drama they were going to perform the next evening,

or running after the staff to ask for a task to complete in order to gain points.

As usual, I commanded those who approached me to do some funny acts, like jumping with a leg, walking like crabs, stretching their muscles,

making my trademark spider faces, etc. Later, one of them told me that he really liked this.

The teaching in Hall Two continued with the topic of obedience. The main point was that God helps us to be more obedient through our parents or guardians' training. When we have an obedient spirit, God will reward us. At the end of the session, the staff prayed for the children.

Paul

and Matthew were approached specially by Rev Jeremiah who reminded them that Jesus loves them and has a bright future for them.

In the afternoon,

games were conducted in the basketball court,

and at the beach.

While many of them were exposed to the sun,

a few of the staff preferred to take a shelter at the amphitheatre.

During the dinner, a boy was required to give Rev Sinna a hug.

I felt that Mrs Sinna's voice was full of authority though she was not a pastor.

That night, some of our CCH boys still showed acts of disobedience after three learning sessions. But I was very glad that Luke for example had been behaving very well.

10th NSCD 2010 Camp II: New Heights, New Goals

2010-12-14T13:22:00.011+08:00

Before the departure, I already had a feeling that I would encounter some problem with the lodging. True enough, the committee had typed "Bro Lim Lee Sah" in their list despite the fact that my name sounds so feminine. Thank God with my long hair, slight make-up and female attire, I was not required to show any document to prove that I was actually a woman, not man. After waiting ten minutes longer at the reception counter, I was finally given a room for campers of my gender.

After the check-in, snacks were served immediately at another place. I spotted a nice view facing the Straits of Malacca and planned to have my quiet time near the beach the next morning.

We then proceeded to the sanctuary. While walking upstairs, I noticed an interesting sign "Please no jumping" before the windows.

Shanti and her committee members explained the camp rules and regulations.

The four restless CCH boys Luke, Daniel, David and Paul began to carry on their own conversations.

Their distracting act soon being noticed, they were called to shift from their last side row to the first middle row. "And indeed there are last who will be first..." (Luke 3:30, NKJV). On the first day of the camp, representatives from CCH already became "stars"! The home administrator did not hesitate to photograph and record this embarassing scene from the front. I remained seated at the back and admired children from other homes who were paying attention to the briefing.

After we were dismissed, I talked to a lady Sheela whom I had met earlier during the tea time and who had been helping to organise this camp for years. She said to me, "Anything that is in your heart, God will answer during this camp." At first, I thought she was referring to the CCH boys. When she emphasised the word "anything", I knew God was preparing my heart to receive His revelations about my life in all the aspects and to set "new heights, new goals" (Philippinas 3:14) like the camp theme.

Albert and his younger "sons", assuming that the resort was going to provide the basic toiletries like the previous church camp in Genting Highlands, did not bring soap. Only John and I had not left out anything to survive four days and were even able serve as their "sundry shops", thanks to which all of us smelt good after the showers.

The first teaching session started at 8.30pm. After our lively worship songs, the director of NSCD (National Social Concern Department) of Assemblies of God of Malaysia (AG) Rev KK Sinnadurai, who was also Shanti's father, gave a short speech. I learned that it was the tenth consecutive year they organised a camp for all the AG care homes children.

The children were divided into two groups. Albert and I followed those who were fourteen and below, among whom were six out of seven of our CCH boys, to Hall Two. The guest speaker was Rev Jeremiah. His teaching was about obedience, the foundation of a successful life.

"Do what you are told immediately and happily." was the sentence we were asked to repeat and remember. Father God, if Jesus obeyed his earthly father and mother, how much more I should obey You.

10th NSCD 2010 Camp I: On The Road To Port Dickson

2010-12-14T09:45:00.006+08:00

Two weeks ago, Albert P told me on the phone that I was invited as staff to participate in a youth camp together with the Calvary Care Home (CCH) boys in Port Dickson from 7th to 10th December. As the first day fell exactly on the day I was the amcee of the Harap Learning Centre party and we had no idea what time the camp was going to start, I thought I might not be able to make it. After the call, I prayed, "Father God, if it's Your will that I should join the camp, You'll make everything just nice for me."

The answer came very soon. The registration of the campers would only be closed at about 3.30pm. I estimated that the party would be over by 2pm and I intended to leave as soon as my presence in the centre was no longer important. Since I would already be at Bukit Baru, it would be very easy for me to meet up with the CCH gang either at the Home or at the church. It was as if all the schedules were specially made for me. God is good!

Six months after the church camp, I had another outstation trip with my God-given family. This time we had a new member Joel.

Travelling by van as a group reminded me of my wonderful experience with eight French senior citizens and a local driver in Syria in 2002, about one month just before I quit France to come back to Malaysia. We had fun and laughed our heads off during the ten-day tour. The Toitot couple said to me that it had been their most unforgettable trip in the Middle East because of the combination of the travellers including me.

Eight years later, we were also nine persons in a van. Sadly, I myself became a "senior citizen" sitting among children and teenagers.

Albert was not driving the CCH van which might easily break down halfway. Ps James had advised him to take the highway to avoid winding roads. Despite the GPS, the good condition of the church van and the prayer for journey mercy, a roll of paper to wipe my cold sweat was necessary

since our driver's stamina was low in the afternoon and he did not even know that he could use the fifth gear in this vehicle... As a result, John was in charge of giving him a shoulder massage while I quickly shared my also limited driving knowledge and unlimited jokes.

At first, Albert was confident that we would be at the destination by 3.30pm. Knowing his speed on the highway which would even drive a tortoise crazy, we were very glad to arrive before four o'clock.

We realised that Golden Sands was not a typical resort as we had imagined. It was actually a Baptist assembly. From the entrance, it looked like a school.

We finally got out from the van. Apparently, the person who had suffered most from the journey was the driver himself...

My Welcome Speech For The Harap Learning Centre Party

2010-12-13T13:53:00.008+08:00

Salam sejahtera dan selamat tengah hari kepada yang dihormati Dr Wong Fort Pin, pemimpin pusat Harap Bukit Baru, Melaka, Ps RM Richard, Ps Joanne, Puan Ooi Piek See and hadirin-hadirat sekalian,

Terima kasih atas kesudian tuan-tuan dan puan puan untuk meraikan jamuan makan sempena pembukaan Pusat Harap Bukit Baru, Melaka yang terulung bersama kami.

Pusat Harap Bukit Baru bermula daripada inisiatif dan titik peluh Dr Wong Fort Ping. Beliau telah lama mengoperasikan sebuah klinik di Pangsapuri Seri Siantan. Melalui klinik ini beliau mengenali dan mengasihi penduduk-penduduk sekitar kawasan ini terutamanya kanak-kanak kurang bernasib baik yang dikasihi bagaikan anak sendiri. Visi dan harapan beliau adalah untuk membantu keluarga-keluarga yang kurang mampu untuk memelihara dan memperkukuhkan institusi keluarga mereka supaya mereka dapat berdikari and keluar daripada kitaran kemiskinan ini. Salah satu daripada caranya adalah memberikan kemahiran pra-sekolah kepada anak-anak tersebut supaya mereka mempunyai kamahiran yang setara dengan anak-anak Malaysia yang lain ketika bersekolah. Ini akan meminimakan peluang untuk anak-anak ini putus sekolah di hari kelak. Moto kami adalah memusnahkan kitaran kemiskinan melalui pendidikan.

Kami amat berterima kasih kepada Dr Peggy Wong dan Living Hope kerana bersetuju untuk berganding tangan dengan Pusat Harap dalam usaha membantu kanak-kanak tersebut di Melaka ini. Living Hope telah menyumbangkan buku-buku dan alat-alat permainan untuk perpustakaan Pusat Harap kami.

Kami juga mengucapkan ribuan terima kasih kepada Gereja City Community kerana mereka telah menyediakan seratus kotak hadiah untuk disampaikan kepada kanak-kanak hari ini.

Mari kita bersama memberi kasih sayang dan harapan kepada anak-anak ini agar mereka tahu bahawa adanya kita yang mengasihi mereka.

Dengan ini, saya ingin mengalukan kedatangan saudara-saudari ke majlis ini.

First Party Of Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru, Melaka

2010-12-13T13:43:00.015+08:00

Last Tuesday, I went to the Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru at about 9.30am to help in the preparation of the first party. The previous night, we had a dinner gathering at Mrs Ee's house with Ps Richard and Piek See.

The flat and the playground looked quiet but I was sure that many residents were aware of our forthcoming event.

The young adults were already busy there since as early as eight o'clock. Two boys from the Sri Siantan community also came to give a hand.

After less than two hours' efforts, the walls were nicely decorated with colourful strips and balloons. Every corner was clean and neat.

The first guests who appeared were Sajar's lovely children whom I had seen on the opening day of the centre and the other day during our meeting there.

Very soon, a few more children from the neighbourhood also stepped in. I arranged them to be seated on small plastic stools and began to memorise their names.

While waiting for the food, drinks and other people to arrive, I tried to amuse our little VIPs without whom the centre would not even exist. In return, some of them with their cute acts made us laugh more.

The programme started with the photograph session with the key members of Projek Harap, my MLM classmates, the volunteers from City Community Church (CCC), the children, etc.

I had been appointed as the amcee, first time in my life. I gave a welcome speech in Bahasa Malaysia. Then, Dr Wong, the main leader of Harap Learning Centre Bukit Baru, talked in a simple and demonstrative way about the importance of having a life with purpose.

Lack of experience, I did not coordinate very well with Ps Joanne's team who distributed presents wrapped in shoe boxes to the children of different ages. As a result, the process was a bit noisy and chaotic. However, the children only cared if their hands and stomachs were full. Most of the packed nasi lemak were given away within five minutes. Nyonya kuih and curry puffs were popular side dishes. Sis Grace had generously sponsored packed drinks while Sis Poh Lin had brought tasty fried noodles. Dr Wong had also ordered steamed buns and ABC (ais kacang) from Sajar who had rejected passivity and was now running a stall to support his family.

I did not stay until the end of the event as I had to rush for my next personal activity of the day. I have learnt a lot from this Projek Harap even though it was just the beginning. I thank God for putting me in this team to reach out to these marginalised children in Melaka so that they know that someone out there cares for them.

A Bad Day Turned Good Day

2010-12-06T15:10:00.017+08:00

Last Saturday I had two meetings to attend in the morning. The first one was at Calvary Life Assembly at 10am. After driving twenty minutes, I arrived at the church and only was told that it had been called off. Since there was the second one at Harap Learning Centre half an hour later, I did not feel too bad, though I would have preferred to be informed earlier.

After another fifteen minutes' journey, I reached my next destination at Bukit Baru. The centre was locked. There was no sign of those who were called. I SMSed and called Mrs Ee but no reply. Since Dr Wong's clinic was in the same flat, I telephoned him to find out if there were any changes. As he was having a patient, he sent his assistant to open the door for me to take a seat inside.

I prayed, "Father God, you know I hate driving all the way for nothing. And I could have gone back to Batu Pahat if not for these two meetings. I can consider today a bad day. But I want to think positively and believe that you have a better programme for me in town."

I telephoned my former colleague Saratha who lived nearby, planning to visit her if she was around. She was not in the house but her happy voice immediately cheered me up.

"Hi, Lee Sah! I haven't heard from you for such a long time. Yesterday my maid was asking me what was happening to you. Today I've got your call! If I had known you were coming, I would have cancelled my outing. I should be back by four o'clock and will give you a call when I'm at home..."

Dr Wong came later, invited me to his clinic to check emails and introduced me to his assistants. From Mrs Ee's latest email, we learned that the meeting was actually postponed to 1pm. Dr Wong let me continue to surf the Internet and shared with me his vision to serve God and the people. Since I had known him because of the EFC Leadership Summit last April, I hardly talked much to this MLM classmate whose initiative to help a poor family had led to the opening of the first Harap Learning Centre in Malaysia.

Mrs Ee and others finally arrived at the centre. She gave Joel L and me a giant mango each which resembled a papaya! She told me that she was attending a talk in the morning and that her handphone was off when I contacted her.

When the meeting was over, it was before 3pm. I decided to hang out alone at Jaya Jusco Ayer Keroh. To my great surprise, there were special sales that day! Holding a sub-card, I was not a shopaholic like Ping. However, during two whole hours at the ladies department there, I could not resist the temptation of buying my favorite items at discounted prices. Oh! Weak vessel... Convincing myself that I needed them when the new semester started in January, I happily seized a blouse, a pair of shoes and a handbag which Ps Richard had reminded the men to never buy for women. Moreover, I got to redeem a voucher for the price I had paid. As you may imagine, I left the shopping mall full of joy. Although Saratha forgot to contact me because she had fallen asleep after she had gone home, I did not mind at all.

God had definitely answered my prayer by fulfilling my desire of shopping at Jaya Jusco and by turning a bad day into a good one. Hallelujah!

Launch Of The Biggest Snowman At Jaya Jusco Bandaraya Melaka

2010-12-06T13:20:00.011+08:00

Last Wednesday, the Calvary Care Home (CCH) children, staff and volunteers were invited to attend the launch of the biggest snowman made of recycled plastic bottles at Jaya Jusco Bandaraya Melaka. After I arrived at the shopping mall at 10.30am, I found the exact location while walking towards the ten-metre-tall huge statue.

While waiting to be assigned to seats near the snowman which looked rather like a white cat, they boys entertained themselves by watching and playing with the lifts.

The first VIP who arrived was Dato' Siti Nurhaliza, the ambassador of Malaysian Jusco foundation.

The wife of the Chief Minister of Melaka turned up last at about 11.15am. Had I known the programme was going to start so late, I would not have turned down my colleague's invitation to have breakfast at a hotel in town earlier. Anyway, I noticed that the amcee was displaying great patience.

After their speeches, the VIPs were invited on the stage again to light the snowman together.

The moment I enjoyed most was the live mini-concert of the sweet songbird Siti who presented three songs, one of which "Aku Cinta Padamu" I had just got to know recently.

The children from different homes were given a bag of goodies each. Being the smallest in size, Joel with his cute face attracted the attention of many people, including Siti.

As usual, our CCH boys stood out with their unique style of covering their faces during the photograph session. Nevertheless, standing behind these "men" were graceful "women"...

After the ceremony, we were blessed with a happy meal treat at KFC. The boys were glad to munch burgers, French fries, sip soft drinks and take back Spongebob toys.

I had promised John to send him to a conference soon after lunch. So I left the mall thinking of the shopping and of course the earlier breakfast which I had missed.

Flowers In My Garden

2010-12-03T10:30:00.002+08:00

As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourishes. (Psalm 103:15, NKJV)

The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land. (Song of Solomon 2:12, NKJV)

For before the harvest, when the bud is perfect And the sour grape is ripening in the flower, He will both cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks And take away and cut down the branches. (Isaiah 18:5, NKJV)

The voice said, “Cry out!” And he said, “What shall I cry?” “ All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field. (Isaiah 40:6, NKJV)

The grass withers, the flower fades, Because the breath of the LORD blows upon it; Surely the people are grass. (Isaiah 40:7, NKJV)

The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.” (Isaiah 40:8, NKJV)

but the rich in his humiliation, because as a flower of the field he will pass away. (James 1:10, NKJV)

So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin;
and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. (Matthew 6:29, NKJV)

Celebrating Albert's Belated Birthday

2010-12-02T09:53:00.021+08:00

After all the Calvary Care Home (CCH) boys' birthdays passed this year, I realised that we were coming back to the starting point of the circle where I got involved more actively with CCH activities and first organised a birthday celebration there last year.

When I was planning Albert P's birthday celebration in November 2009, I treated him as the "principal" of CCH. This year I regard him as a working partner and friend, so I did not feel too bad when I only sent him an SMS greeting on the day itself, gave him a present one week later and finally found a suitable date another ten days later to gather the gang together at my place to prepare for them a salad of tomatoes and celeries,

raw sengkuang,

baked potatoes accompanied by mayonnaise,

and hotdogs which Daniel helped to fry until burned.

It was amazing to see that my God-given family members loved the combination! The success was due to the fact that they were bored with curry, overcook vegetables or outside food, and thanks to my self-discovered golden rule that "feed a person when he/she is happy and hungry".

My theory did not work well when it came to taking photographs of them. Knowing that I was going to show the pictures in my blog, the teenagers hid their faces as if they were running away from shark loaners. Only the oldest and the youngest ones were always cooperative in front of the camera.

Albert almost forgot that the dinner "party" was for his belated birthday and that there was a cake to cut. Since early this year, the cakes I presented were downgraded each time. As a result, our birthday star seemed to pray that it would not be hard enough to break the plastic knife, crack his teeth or scratch his tongue.

Being merciful this time, I had actually decided to just buy a chiffon cake and spread cooking chocolate on it. Amazingly again, everybody was satisfied with this dessert.

Albert, I hope you enjoyed the simple celebration with our company. Keep up the good work in the CCH boys' lives. Your best years are ahead of you!

Attending Joshua's Baby Dedication Ceremony At Calvary Life Assembly

2010-12-01T17:50:00.008+08:00

Last Saturday evening, the Calvary Care Home (CCH) gang attended Joshua's baby dedication ceremony at the church. That afternoon, I was already at CCH with some of the boys. A car drove in and a few Indian first-time visitors left us plastic bags of white rice, nasi briyani, fried mihoon, chicken curry, fried vegetables, papadam, milk tea, coffee, payasam, etc. They had just had a wedding lunch and wanted to give away the leftover food to bless an orphanage. Luke reminded me that we could bring all these ready dishes for the baby dedication ceremony dinner later. So two of us immediately poured out the food into pots and containers. And I quickly SMSed Joshua to tell him about it so that his family could estimate how much more food to prepare from their house.

Later, Sis Annie and Adrienne also dropped by to give us bread and cakes that they had collected from bakeries. Our thoughtful Luke again suggested that we kept the cakes for that evening. So we went to CLA as guests-cum-caterers!

The ceremony was at the end of the Tamil service. I had attended the Vietnamese service once, and the BM service one whole year. This time, the experience with the Tamil language was also very exotic. Sitting at the back behind the Indian congregation, Albert P with a giggle told me that he understood at least words like "Jesus" and "Hallelujah". I thought that was good enough!

It was the first time I witnessed a baby dedication which was so beautiful with the presence of the baby, the parents, the pastor, and of course Jesus.

When I was small, I was often sick. Mum brought me to a Chinese temple to dedicate me to the god of the Emporer of Monkeys to "protect" me, whom I never believed in. Thank God I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Saviour, and thus prayed to break the bound. And fortunately I had not caught too much the spirit of monkeys apart from my vivacity...

Since her birth, I had not yet met this cute Joyana. I was a bit surprised that she was dressed in blue instead of typical pink or white for a baby girl.

We finally had dinner after the service at about 9.30pm. As it was quite late, I served only little food. It was a pity that the vegetables and nasi briyani that we had brought had already turned sour and had to be removed from the table. But the rest still kept the original taste. Together with the food from Joshua's family, there was more than enough to feed the whole congregation. The Lord had indeed provided for this baby dedication ceremony.

Thanksgiving Dinner At Emmy And Felix's House

2010-11-30T17:25:00.009+08:00

Last Thursday, I was invited to Emmy and Felix's house for the Thanksgiving dinner, a very important annual event to this Cuban couple besides Christmas.

When I arrived at 7.15pm, Emmy told me, "Julia didn't know that you spoke French. After I told her that you're going to test her this evening, you've become her enemy!" She was refering to her granddaughter who was studying in a French international school in Kuala Lumpur.

After awhile, Julia in a lovely dress like a princess appeared from upstairs. As usual, this five-year-old little girl could not stand still. Were there any audition for a western version of "Journey To The West" drama, I would strongly recommend her to play the leading role...

It was not easy for me to persuade her to sit beside me even a minute to pose together for a picture. Nevertheless, I succeeded.

She finally settled down when a guest let her play with her iphone. When I saw her holding the shoulder of another guest's toddler son, I remembered the evening when David was around.

I was not familiar at all with Thanksgiving Day, which is a harvest festival celebrated primarily in North America. Having lived in the United States for many years, Emmy and Felix still keep this tradition of holding a special gathering with family and friends on the fourth Thursday in November.

At 8.30pm, Emmy was still in the kitchen with the maids! I wanted to take a picture of her with the turkey, a must main dish, which had cost them RM150. But she said, "No, no! I haven't taken a shower." At 9.30pm when we were finally called to the dining tables, the big bird was already cut into pieces and slices.

The grand meal consisted of many home dishes.

When I saw the variety of dishes, I understood why our host had to get up as early as seven o'clock to start the preparations. And when I tasted the meat, mashed potatoes, gratin and salad, I told myself that it had been worth waiting two hours in the living room with appetizers.

Three different desserts and ice-cream were awaiting us after the salty food. This time, I was very moderate to just take the flan, one of Emmy's most popular specialities.

According to Emmy, I was the only friend of theirs being present there. The other guests were actually their son's friends whom they had known for years. I stayed until midnight to continue to chat with the hosts and some of the guests. I thank God for this couple's friendship, hospitality, and most of all His every blessing to me.

When The Cousins Gathered Together V: In The Playground

2010-11-22T20:17:00.003+08:00

You gotta have friends to make you laugh, help you feel better when you are sad.

You gotta have friends to make you smile, help you feel calm when you are mad.

You gotta have friends so don’t be shy, go out and give it a try, anyone would be lucky, ooh-ooh, to have a friend like you.
(Extrait from "Making Friends")

When The Cousins Gathered Together IV: Riding The Ferris Wheel

2010-11-22T19:37:00.005+08:00

Love is like a boomerang, and all you have to do is
send your love around the world and love comes back to you.
Round and round and round and round and love comes back to you.
(Extrait from "Love Is Like A Boomerang")

When The Cousins Gathered Together III: Holding Hands

2010-11-22T19:19:00.003+08:00

Be a good friend... Show you care.

Be a good friend... Learn to share.

Be a good friend... Learn to play.

Be a good friend... Everyday.

(Extrait from "Be A Good Friend")

When The Cousins Gathered Together II: In The Car

2010-11-22T18:41:00.007+08:00

There were three dinosaurs ridin' in cars

havin' a "wheely" good time.

They said, "Step on the gas, we'll go really fast!"

(extrait from "Dinosaurs In Cars")

When The Cousins Gathered Together I: Blowing Bubbles I

2010-11-22T18:30:00.004+08:00

The more we get together, together, together,

the more we get together,

the happier we'll be.

(Extrait from "The More We Get Together")

Sis Rani's Visit To Calvary Care Home

2010-11-19T13:33:00.014+08:00

Yesterday afternoon, I joined Albert P to meet Sis C.P. Jeyarani Roberts whom Sis Jothy introduced to us at her house. This lady from India who dedicated her life to our Lord in 1978 has been running a home of about 25 inmates in Chennai. We were very blessed to listen to her sharing her 27 years of experience serving destitute women, abused young girls, mentally ill (Schizophrenics) women, cancer patients, blind people, physically handicapped, sex workers, HIV-positive women and leprosy people. Her God-given ministry "Hope For The Hopeless International" has the vision to build up the lives of broken-hearted people.

We brought Sis Rani to Calvary Care Home (CCH) after a simple dinner at an Indian restaurant. David and Matthew had gone to tuition, so only John, Paul, Luke, Daniel and Joel were around. At first, the boys were a bit reserved and kept their distance from this stranger. But very soon, they could not resist her invitation to sit closer to her.

One by one they moved towards our visitor who looked gorgeous in her beautiful sari,

and began to feel at ease with her presence. Affectionately called "Amma" (mother in Tamil) by the young inmates in her home in India, Sis Rani indeed showered a lot of motherly love through her graceful smiles, tender voice and encouraging words in Tamil and English.

She shared with us her ministerial work in India and other countries by showing two albums of pictures.

George and Albert who sat aside were admiring our guest whose face was full of God's glory even after spending more than two decades dealing with problematic children. Troubled by a few CCH boys' bad behavior recently, these two father figures seemed to have learnt from the sister in Christ to cast out some of their burdens to Jesus.

Sis Rani requested a praise song from the boys. John led them to sing a title in BM and English. In return, she also sang one in Tamil and explained to us its meaning. It was about how the Lord lifts us up when we are weak.

Next, Sis Rani prayed for the boys individually and prophesied over them.

She kindly did the same to us adults including Joshua who arrived later for his night shift.

I received prophecy for my life and confirmations for certain issues in my heart. Father God, I truly thank You for sending Sis Rani to give hope to the CCH boys and to tell me that You have found back Your daughter who was once deviated.

This Guy Will Soon Go Back To Malaysia

2010-11-18T15:51:00.003+08:00

"This guy will soon go back to Malaysia."

Notice by his father from Japan.

Attending An Unusual Concert By The Eden Rejoicing Chorus

2010-11-16T16:38:00.006+08:00

Last Wednesday when I went to "Su Fes" bookstore, the shopkeeper Sis SY kindly blessed me with an entrance ticket to a concert by a Taiwanese Christian chorus which consisted of four blind members.

It was held the next day at 8pm at Pay Fong High School. As the venue was near my workplace, I stayed back after office hours to go there directly. I was among the few who arrived early. So I chose a middle front seat. After awhile, I saw Lih Gin, a Calvarite whom I had known when serving at the children's church two years ago. She also turned up with her colleagues to support this event. She came to sit next to me.

The choristers were having a simple rehearsal to get themselves familiar with the place. I was very touched by their mutual trust and care when I saw them walking onto the stage, holding one another's hand.

They could sing as well as play the piano.

The hall was slowly filled with the Chinese speaking crowd. To start the programme, the chorus leader introduced his group and led the audience to sing a few praise songs in their Taiwanese dialect and Mandarin.

I knew one of the songs thanks to the CDs which my MLM classmate Alan N had given me. Despite my broken Hokkien, I was very excited to sing along.

Next, all the four choristers presented a Taiwanese folk song and Christian worship songs together by using their respective beautiful tenor, soprano, alto and baritone voices.

Listening to the flute, my favorite musical instrument, was another moment I enjoyed very much.

This sister in Christ gave her testimony of her low self-esteem when she was a child, her loss of eyesight due to an accident in school and later her wonderful born again life in Jesus.

A short video showed the aim of the Eden Social Welfare Foundation, through their fundraising, to bless blind people in countries under development with special walking sticks. Instead of buying an album or two of the chorus, I decided to contribute the money to the fund. That night, they raised about two thousand ringgit in Melaka. Praise the Lord!

After this unusual concert, I understood better the purpose of the Eden Rejoicing Chorus which is "to tell people in the world that, even when their eyes cannot see, there can still be light, love and songs. Therefore, they always hold a light in their hearts and bring light to the hearts of people who are in darkness."

Sis Christine's Birthday Lunch At Flavours Restaurant/Bulldog Cafe

2010-11-15T14:30:00.006+08:00

Last year on 11 November, I had an appointment with Sis Christine in town to pass to her some event cards which I had helped her to print. When she arrived with her car, she told me, "Today is my birthday..." At that time, she was a Calvarite with whom I was acquainted more often because of our then TC2 group. As it was raining and I was going back to my house, I simply said a greeting. In my heart I told myself not to miss to celebrate her birthday in future as I was getting closer to this sister in Christ.

Last Wednesday night, I received a funny forwarded message from Sis Christine half an hour before her birthday. I responed by asking her if she would like to join me for lunch, afternoon tea or dinner in town the next day. She had something on in the morning and would only confirm later.

Thursday at lunch time, she finally telephoned me to meet up at Flavours Restaurant, formerly known as Bulldog Cafe.

Entering this nyonya and western food restaurant for the first time, I was immediately attracted by its interior design. Household appliances of my grandparents' times

and old pictures were used as decorative items everywhere.

Since Sis Christine was the birthday star, I let her decide on the menu.

I expected her to order typical nyonya dishes. When the food was served, I was puzzled and thought, "Are these their specialities? I can fry the same omelet while Mum can cook the asam fish, kangkung sambal and salted vegetable duck soup!"

Though the warm and spicy dishes were just nice to eat under the cool weather, Sis Christine was not satisfied with the soup which only contained almost meatless bones. We also found that the vegetable and eggs were a bit too salty to our liking. The portions were enough for three to four persons. At first, I thought we were going to pack leftover food. As we spent the whole hour eating and chatting, we managed to finish everything and quench our thirst by sharing an additional bowl of rice and cup of Chinese tea!

Never underestimate small-sized women--They may have big stomachs.

My Face Is On A Mousepad!

2010-11-12T10:00:00.004+08:00

At the end of my last class with my first batch of AM228 students last month, they took a group photo with me and an individual photo of mine. Muharram said to me, "Mademoiselle (Miss), we'll give you something next week." I guessed they were going to print out the group picture and frame it for me to keep as a souvenir.

The following week was the revision week. None from their group looked for me. Sometimes I saw some of them checking their on-going tests marks in front the notice board outside my office but nobody mentioned anything. I began to think that they did not mean it that day.

Three more weeks were over. I had almost forgot about it. This Tuesday, someone knocked my door in the afternoon. Muharram entered with a big smile on his face and a big envelop in his hand.

"Mademoiselle, this is for you." He was already leaving.

The envelop was lighter than I had imagined with a frame. "Thanks. Can I have a look first? It must be a photo."

"It's a mousepad with your picture..."

What a creative present! When I pulled it out from the envelop, it was funny to see my portrait appearing on an object in such a size. As I had been using my office desktop without a mousepad, this was just nice to give my mouse a mat and let it rub against my face.

Now, even when nobody gives me a smile at my workplace, at least I get one from myself when I enter my office. Hallelujah!