Birthday Wish.

To:     Purple Yip

From: Olive Green

Roses are red, Emma

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet, Emma

But not as sweet as you

You are growing up fast, Emma

You are almost as tall as Daddy

You are now a fine young lady

But you will always be my baby

A little treasure, Emma

For you to keep

Worth much more then gold, Emma

In times of need

Be Healthy, be Wealthy

But most of all be Happy

Safe guard your dignity

Keep your sanity

Protect your legacy

And always keep a smile ready

Be Healthy, Be Wealthy

But above all be Happy

For Happiness and Contentment

To the Lord Al-Mighty

Is the key

To a life full of Glory.

Roses are red, Emma

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet, Emma

But not as sweet as you.

Mummy.


*Originally written & posted on FB, December 5th, 2009

MY FATHER’S ADVICE

You are so young
You are so beautiful
You will have a lot of opportunity
To be everything you want to be
Be Healthy, Be Wealthy
But above all Be Happy

Safe guard your dignity
Keep your sanity
Protect your legacy
Always keep a smile ready

Be Healthy, Be Wealthy
But above all Be Happy
For Happiness and contentment
To The Lord Al-mighty
Is the key
To a Life full of Glory.

*Originally posted on FB December 10th 2008.

TRANSFORMASI – Madam Butterfly

Transformation demands sacrifices.

Quoting His Excellency  Mr. Mahatma Gandhi “You must be the change you wish to see in the world”. Just like our Madam Butterfly, she struggles and transform from a ‘yuckky’ caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly.

I would like to share a story that I read on transformation, its toil and sacrifices……..For half a century, the British people suffered economically for their moral leadership. The British has decided to abolish slave trading. On the eve of the abolition, British ships carried 52% of slaves across the Atlantic and British colonies produces 55% of worlds’ sugar. Without slaves the British colonies will be ruined. France benefited enormously and The United States too... Sugar production in the British West Indies fell 25% in the 1st 35 years of the slave abolition, while production in competing countries with slaves rose 210%. And while leading the way in trying to suppress slave trade, the British Army lost 5000 lives, not to mention higher taxes for the British people.  Furthermore, such unilateral action was costly diplomatically, enraging other countries and putting Britain in open conflicts with rival military powers. Yet Britain did not flinch and subsequently its example prompted France to abolish slavery in 1848 and inspired the Emancipation Proclamation which in effect ended the transatlantic slave trade. For 60 years Britain SACRIFICED an annual average of 1.8 percentage points of its GNP because of its moral commitment to ending slavery.  Calculated accumulatively for the United States today, it would be the equivalent of sacrificing an astounding US$ 14 Trillion.

A HEROIC EXAMPLE OF A NATION PLACING ITS VALUES ABOVE ITS INTEREST.

Transformasi  yang kita inginkan memerlukan pengorbanan yang amat besar, tidak cukup dengan hanya menginginkannya, Kita mesti ada SEBAB mengapa ??? kita perlukan transformasi ini. Kekuatan untuk mencapai transformasi ini terletak pada SEBAB itu sendiri.  Apakah SEBAB nya? Apa kah SEBAB kita? Apakah SEBAB anda? Menginginkan transformasi ini.

Kemarin, ada seorang  bagi tahu pada saya....”Kaum lain, bila tahu sahaja bangunan (shopping mall, pasaraya,kedai) tu kepunyaan orang Melayu, dia kona…tak masuk , dia pi kedai  kaum dia, contoh bangunan UDA kat bas stand klang. Dulu penuh tempat tu, orang ramai, la ni mati”

Shema jawab/tanya. “Mengikut statistic  Kaum Melayu la…yang paling banyak mencurah kan duit bebelanja….mana pi depa? Depa shopping kat mana?  Kalu betui statistic rasanya kita tak perlu kaum lain belanja tempat kita.”

Secara tersurat saya mengaku bersalah sebab memang selalu belanja tempat kaum lain….SEBAB tersirat….kita bincang lain topic ok.

Apakah SEBAB nya? Apa kah SEBAB kita? Apakah SEBAB anda? Menginginkan transformasi ini.

Terima  Kasih daun keladi.

* Originally written 12th December 2010.

 

My Son Is A Grown Young Man

  My Shawni will be 18 years old this October. He has a driving license and he has his own car. That's right, my first-born is all grown up. It seems like only yesterday, I was carrying him around town in my belly. It seems like only yesterday that he was born. It seems only like yesterday that I held him for the first time in my arms. How he use to sleep so soundly on my chest.
Where did the time go?
How soon will it be, before he leaves home for college? How much longer do I have before I lose him to all the pretty young girls ( he says, he has no special girl ). And soon he will be married and have a family of his own.
I'm gratefull that I had the luxury of watching him grow, to be a part and an influence in his life. Everyone who knows him, knows what a wonderful young man he is. I must say, that his father, is a great parent, providing him and all of us a conducive enviroment for love, hapiness, health, knowledge, wealth, friendship, faith, hopes and dreams to blossom where we are planted.
Son, thank you for chosing me to be your mom, thank you for loving me and I love you tender, I love you sweet and you're my dreams fulfill.


Originally written on April 3rd 2011.

Children Are From Heaven.

I picked up a book by Dr John Gray...Children Are From Heaven, from a little bookshop while waiting for Ms. Emmilia.

And I remembered....a story, told to me by my dadima....

Children are really from heaven, that is where I came from, and that is where my children came from.

In the beginning, all children live in heaven, they play and eat and play again, all day along. There were no worries, no chores, no school, no homeworks and no parents to boss them around.

But, they grew, you see, so it's time for them to relocate to earth. GOD invited the children into His chambers and ask them to look out of the window, down to earth.

GOD told the children it is time for them to choose their parents. The children did and they travel for about nine months (earth time), to get to their chosen destination. Their purpose is to make their (miserable adult) parents happy again. Yup, most parents are happy to receive such a gift... and of course, some were less grateful.

It sadden me to read about children being abuse, even murdered by their parents, grandparents, relatives and caregivers alike.

We did not know, did we? or did we forget, that the children chose us as their parents. They must have seen something great in us.

InsyaALLAH, I vow to remember that Shawn, Emma, Emmilia and Elle are from heaven and they chose me to lead them back home again.


*Originally written on July 6th, 2009