Heaven and Hell

Almost every of my friends who had visited India would used to tell me that they felt like coming back to heaven when they were back to our country!

My old girl Xinyee had just come back from her 4 months' practice in India the day before. She visited me this afternoon together with her parents, and she brought her laptop along to share with me the pictures took in India while telling me lots of stories about her life over there.

The pictures below had made me feel very lucky and thankful to have been staying in our very prosperous and beautiful country:

dusty and unorganized town

shelters that could hardly found in our country nowadays

roadside could simply made home

a boy was defecating on the road

the earth is made his bed, and the sky is his blanket

I had just read about the ranking of the world top ten millionaires on the newspaper today, and 4 among the top-ten-millionaires are from India. I just do not understand how could the gap between the rich and the poor in this country be so great, and what had the very-rich been contributing to the poor of the country? How could the very-rich enjoy their heavenly life while most people in their country are living a hell-like life??????

Smell of the nature

We had spicy fish wrapped in banana leaves for lunch today.
I used to treat food as substances to nourish my life and to fill my stomach when hungry, but today, I had some special experience while enjoying the spicy fish wrapped in the banana leaves.
When the fish was served and when the banana leaves were unwrapped, mm.....the fragrance of the toasted fish with the most wonderful aroma of the banana leaves was such appetite stimulating! And it's the aroma of the banana leaves that made the food smelled such special!
I have never known that the smell of the banana leaves is such wonderful, it's the smell of the nature!

Son Of The Estate

My old boy, Harry had just graduated in the University of Malaya on 7 August, 2008. Promised to attend to his graduation ceremony on the day but unfortunately the convocation fell on a Thursday which was a school day, and thus I could only send him my best regards through his parents who traveled all the way from his hometown to attend his graduation ceremony.

Harry was one of my students during my first posting in SJKC Ladang Pengkalan Bukit, a mini size school in an oil palm estate. He came to my class with his brother as a 'squatter' a year earlier before he started his primary one lesson. And thus we had been together for a total of 6 years though I left them a year before they graduated.

We had been getting along very well throughout those years and I could still remembered how he won me a 3rd prize in the district level English Elocution Contest, and that's an unprecendented achievement of the school too!

I could still remember how I squeezed my brain to write him a simple article entitled ' To Live is To Love' for the contest, how he started the elocution with a verse from the song 'Nobody's Child', how he was scolded when he was unable to pronounce and sing the song well, how he tolerated me though he was sad to be scolded, and that's all because of love, he worked hard because he loved his teacher, and eventually, he didn't disappoint his teacher, and I am proud of his achievement till today!


We had lots of beautiful memories together in those days. And now he is graduated, a son from the Pengkalan Bukit Estate!
Congratulations, boy! SJKC Ladang Pengkalan Bukit is proud of you, the Pengkalan Bukit Estate is proud of you, and we the teachers from SJKC Ldg Pengkalan Bukit are proud of you too!

Good luck and all the best to you in every walk of your life!