Grave of the fireflies

Oh dear, after watching this Japanese anime movie, i could not stop crying, it was so sad and the feeling can't be over soon as it reminds me of my rabbit - Robin a year ago. The story "Grave of the fireflies" is about a boy who loves his sister so much. During World War II in Japan, both of them are asked by their mother to leave the house as the enemy kept bombing the area. As the bombing stopped, the mother was bombed and died after she was injured badly and the father who is a Navy Officer died too. Therefore, left the boy and his small sister. Both of them was asked to stay in their aunty's place but the aunty took advantage on them, and they moved out of the house to live under a bridge. At last, the sister died of the lacking of nutrition in food. This is the saddest story that I've watch as the boy cremated the sister himself and he died after a few days as he was starving for food. I can't imagine if this happen to me though, I will commit suicide I guess because it is really difficult to stay on alone. During the war, who do you think is more fortunate? the alive or the dead?

Working + Studying = Life

It has been really a hectic week when it's the end of the semester especially when you are working as a lecturer so you need to invigilate finals, mark papers, calculating students' final marks, editing people's theses, collecting documents for teaching portfolio, etc. cum studying so you need to hand-in your research proposal, assignments, analyzing pilot data, never forget your research progress report. Finally, I can put a full stop after all the works that I need to do in only one week. However, it is human nature to do things last minute. At least, I have done all of these before the deadline of everything. There is still some other works coming in such as it is the beginning of the new semester for ENNF 103 (Foundation English 1) which does not share the same schedule as degree programs and Intensive English Program. I am coordinating the course this time. Luckily I have only Aida with me. Nevertheless, life still have to go on. Working when you are studying is not easy, whereas Lilie said she has 3 boys and 1 husband to look after. She is worse than me though. i can't imagine if I am married now (chuckling).

The Gift of God...

Today, I read an e-mail by a friend, that e-mail is about how much a man wants to stay at home to be a woman as he is tired of work. He prayed to God: Dear Lord, I go to work everyday and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through. So, Please allow her body to switch with mine for a day. Amen. What happen was that, after a day of becoming a wife, he realized that to be a woman even for only one day is not easy at all. With all the chores, the cleaning, the fetching of kids, the preparation of meals and the babysitting are all that women need to do in one day. I shared this email with my colleagues and only two of them replied. Both of them like the e-mail very much and one of them would want to show it to her husband. And obviously, both of them are women. In my on view, I think God created everyone with different personality and characteristics. We are like actors on the stage. Like one of William Shakespeare's famous quotation on Mcbeth: "Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more:" Even though this is a very sad quotation about Mcbeth's life, it is still life and it signifies that life is short. We have to appreciate whatever we have. As we are chosen by God to be woman or to be man, we should live life to the fullest and we should be grateful of what we have now. I went to a mission trip in Chiang Rai, North Thailand during the Hari Raya break and I found that we are so fortunate to be here in Malaysia because people living there will eat and wear whatever that is provided to them as they are very poor. Some of them may not even have the opportunity to study like all of us here. However, they lead a very simple life and they are all very innocent and naive about the world. The worst thing is that, they have never tasted chicken as chicken is expensive for them, they can't afford to even taste it. I was really grateful of what I have now and thank God for providing me with good food and nice clothings. I have the freedom to choose, choose what I want to eat and what I want to wear because God has granted me a lot. Amen.

To start....

I was planning to start blogging long ago...I had never have enough time to make a move, life is so hectic when you have to work while you are studying. This has brought to my past. I started working when I was 12 years old. My mother pushed me to work during school holidays when I was done with Primary 6. She wanted me to start working in an early age because she wanted me to explore the world outside. She wanted me to see how people work hard for their living. I was working in a factory producing incent's coil for the buddhist to pray to their gods. One coil done, you get only five cents. From there I learned how people survive for their meals each day with five cent per coil done. I could see how hard they work and how fast they work as they were already got used to what they were doing everyday. Some of them could earn RM10 for a day as they had done producing 200 coils with their own hands. I can produce maximum only 50 coils per day. Therefore, from that day onwards, my eyes are opened. I know how hard my parents worked to raise me up and I am sure they always want me to do my best for my study. Here is what I am now, their favourite expectation of me --- Lecturer. And now, I love my job and I love my area of study for my Masters, I thank my parents, especially my mom, who has never ceased to provide support in my education. I wish that when you read this you will think like what I think --- love and appreciate whatever you have. Wow! It's 5pm, end of my working day! :-)