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  • My Girls

    They were in the canteen. I walked towards them, seven of them. I greeted “Hi! Girls.” They were glad to see me, all smiling happily. Probably because of recess time. This is the moments they were having food, chatting and sharing their stories. Some of their friends are from different classes.

    Everyone came nearer to me. I told them “Mr. Tan told me that your group had made noise in his class. He was very disappointed of you, because your group had spoilt his well planned lesson. Please give me the names of those who had made noise in the class.” I passed them a piece of paper and a pen. They looked at each other, wondering who was going to write. Then Shu put up her hand, said “I know who.” She wrote down the name and later handed it to me.

    She wrote “Tan XX” (it was Mr. Tan’s name). I read it out; it made everyone laughed including me. We had laughed so loudly. I realized that we had attracted the attention of others’. So I said “That is enough girls, stop laughing, we are not suppose to speak Mandarin here, please speak in Malay. What would happen if headmistress passed by. Why did you write Mr. Tan?”

    Shu was starting to explain “Do You know that, he is the one who had started talking from the very beginning till the end; he spoke the most in the class. So I considered him the noisiest.” Everybody laughed again.

    Thank you for your joke that made me laugh. I like your humour, but anyway I have to handle this since there was teacher who referred your group to me.

  • Unlucky

    15.9.07
    Almost every Saturday or Sunday, I go for Yoga practice in a very big park. The Yoga practice starts at 8.00 to 9.00am conducted by someone. This park is located at a hilly site. One could even do jungle trekking in this park due to the reserved jungle.

    I parked my car and kept my mobile phone in the cabinet. Brought along my identity card, driving license and credit card. Residents around this park are considered lucky because it has Tai Ji, Yoga and aerobic classes. All these classes run at the same time in the morning. So, I could only select one, I chose Yoga because I had practiced Tai Ji everyday at another place.

    Yoga, however is a very healthy exercise, it stretch ones body, make one slim, and maintains a correct posture. After completing my Yoga practice, I have my morning walks.

    Back to my car, nothing strange, the car door keeps locking. When I reached home, I realized my mobile had been stolen. I felt upset. I had not saved all my contact number yet. I knew that I have to do so in case, but day after day no action was taken. I contacted the service center to suspend my SIM card, to prevent any one from using my mobile to make phone calls. Or else I need to pay extra bill for this.

    Within these two weeks, I had lost my wireless UBS, my India travel's CD, and now my mobile phone. Oh my! I am so unlucky.

  • Bad Words

    I told him I had spoken bad words, he opened his eyes widely. He said “Did you?” I said “Yes, I did. In fact I repeated it few times in a day.” His mouth opened wide. He asked “really?”

    Nobody believed or could imagine that I had spoken bad words. Actually I am not that bad but I am naughty. I replied “Certainly. His mother allowed me to do so since he was born.” It confused him.

    When I was travelling in India in year 2004. We had hired a driver whose name is Kenneth. His name, however, immediately occurred to me as a bad word in Chinese. If pronounced it slowly. So every morning, when I got up to the mini bus, I greeted “Kenneth, Kenneth, Kenneth good morning.” Kenneth was smiling happily. When I called his name, I laughed in my mind and thought “don’t blame me, you need some one to scold you, or you won’t feel comfortable.” He would never know…ha..ha..

    Kenneth was a very expert driver. Once we passed by a very bad condition road. It was under construction, with stones scattered in piles. The road was so narrow that there was barely any extra space for the bus. It was getting dark. Beside the moon, I couldn’t see anything else. Moreover, no lamp post all the way. Everybody kept silent and looked with anxiety. We were on our way to a small town. It was dangerous to travel at night in India. Tourists were advised not to do so. We had been late because of some delay. In case the bus broke down, I was afraid we might have to stay overnight in the bus. It was possible to get robbed. I looked at Kenneth, he was very steadily, steady and drove calmly. Kenneth, Kenneth, Kenneth, I really respect you.

    I do not have any potential to learn any language, but to learn bad words, I could remember immediately. I think if I want to share something good, nobody seems interested, but if I want to share something bad, it would attract theirs’ curiosity.

    Then I told him, my friends from northern part said “TL” when they were extremely angry. He asked “TL? Stands for what?” I told him to forget about it, I couldn’t tell him because it was too rude. He kept on guessing and asking, finally he got the answer. I am really bad!

  • Blood Donation

    On 16 Sept, 07. I had breakfast, an apple and a cup of coffee. I sent something to collection center for recycling. Usually I do this on every Sunday. I went to a hair dresser for a hair cut. Then went to a Chinese temple, they were having blood donation campaign in conjunction with the temple's anniversary. There were about ten people waiting to donate blood. I filled up a form, handed in my form. I was feeling hungry; it was half past twelve in the afternoon. The nurse asked me if I had my lunch, I told her, I had not yet. She insisted me to go home for lunch before donating blood. I did not want to waste time since I was already there. So I had a muffin and a hot drink, and then rested for few minute before it was my turn. I have 'O' type blood that means I can donate to everyone, but I can only accept the same blood type. Very soon it was my turn, without much pain, the experienced nurse poked the needle into my arm. I donated 300ml.

    In this Chinese temple, I saw doctors, nurses and staffs from hospital, most are Malay and Indian, those who were donating blood were Indian and Chinese. It was a very harmonious picture. During the Muslim fasting month, all hospitals will be facing shortage of blood problem, because Muslims are unable to donate blood. They could not have any food and even water from sunrise till sunset. But demand for blood is the same, for accidents, operations and so on.

    In this country, we are considered very lucky. When Muslims can not run their restaurant businesses, other races will serve the tourists; otherwise tourists could be starving for food. Long time ago, I had met a Japanese. He told me that he was starving one whole day until he heard a song; actually it is a ‘solat’ prayer in the evening. It was his first visit to an Islamic Country – Pakistan, in Ramadan month. At this time, the police force also should work harder as the crimes may increase. While other races celebrate their holiday, the other races are on duty. Isn’t Malaysia a wonderful country?

    So in diversity we have unity and share our wealthy together, because we are Malaysian, we need each other.

  • God bless You Jenny

    It was 11.00 o’clock at night; it was not the right time. I wanted to make a phone call. Oh! I had missed the right time again. When ever I am free, I look at the clock. Time seems to pass too fast; I couldn’t remember when I had last called, probably a month ago. I really missed her, my sister Jenny.

    I called her at 9.30pm last night; her first sentence was “I am expecting your phone call.” We chatted for about half an hour. Long distant calls are costly.

    My family members are very introvert persons. We do not know how to express ourselves affectionately. Instead tell her that I love her, in fact I just said “You are my perfect sister, you cared for me since we were young. You are good in every way.”

    I put down the phone and whispered “May god bless you for you are a very kind soul. You have worked as a volunteer for 10 years. You looked after sick people in the hospitals when their loved ones couldn’t spend time with them, gave them love, gave them care. You brighten the days of the orphans with delicious food prepared by you.”

    Now, it is time you need someone else take care of you. I wish that you can recover very soon after the operation.

  • A Counseling Workshop

    12.9.07
    Last Saturday, I attended a counseling workshop which was conducted by Miss Ng, a very experienced and capable counselor. She also published books. She gave counseling on air and is a volunteer worker. She is a counselor in a secondary school. The topic she would like to share was “lives inference lives” I handed in my homework which had given to us last month. To my surprise, she gave a little note that was written “I hope the ocean of your life, will be full of reflections”. I was so impressed. All this while, I thought that I was not good enough, I was stupid. I do not know anything other than my counseling skill. I also do not know how far my achievement is. People are very complicated. We can’t measure how far our clients’ attitude has changed.

    Miss Ng wanted us to review ourselves by answering this question. “What did I add to my students’ lives when I passed through their lives?” I think I have taught them the values of life, of caring and sharing, of encouragement, to be proactive, to be positive, to be confidence, to hope, to dream and leave some room for freedom to express their needs. I think that was a lot I have done in the past few years.

    Miss Ng reminded us that our duty was to build a person. Thank you, for giving me a little motivation when I was feeling low. Yes, may be I am not so good now, but I am trying to be a better person. I want to be a good counselor.

  • Attended A Talk

    6.9.07
    After school, I attended a talk by Dr Lee, who is doctor in Psychology and Therapy. He began a game as ice-breaking. When he said “the wind blows”, the audience asked “blow what”, he said “blow those who were wearing spectacle”. So those who were wearing spectacle need to change their seats. Most of Malaysia Chinese are introverts. That included me. I warned my friend who sat next to me “take off your spectacle”. Then the game was continued, “Blow those who dressed”. My friend and I sat in first row, so he heard what we said and we had cheated. He pointed to us and said “take off, take off”.

    The third command was “blow those who have worn underwear”. That time, most of the audience ran everywhere to change their seats. Some still remained at their seats. The speaker said “I need to check properly if any of you has changed your seat even without wearing underwear.”

    He is the most humorous speaker I have ever met. It was simple game, but everyone had enjoyed it. His talk made me laughed from beginning to the end.

  • An Educational Trip

    On 5th Sept 07, 40 counseling teachers gathered at PPD Klang at 7.30am. We were leaving for Kuala Lumpur and Petaling Jaya to visit some private colleges.

    This was not my first visit to the colleges. Previously I went with a group of students which organized by my colleague and I. This trip, however, was organised by Education Department of Klang.
    The coordinator, Miss Rita, reminded us that, if we wanted to know whether the courses are recognize by Ministry of Education, just found out if they were fully approved by The National Accreditation Board.

    “Advance Tertiary College” run A level and Law programmes which twin with The University of London. To my surprise many Malaysian students are able to pass with good grades, 90% and above of students pass their paper.

    “The Automobile College” trains skilled technicians. Students spend 2 years studying locally and 2 years aboard in Australia.
    We were divided into 3 groups for a game. Each group had to select the model of the car that we liked. My group chose the Mercedes. We were given envelopes which contained labels with name of the parts of the car. We had to label the parts of this car, which are assembled differently from the ordinary car. But where is the battery? We scored 23 points, while others scored 28 and 24 points. Oh my! The battery is located under the back passenger seat. How funny and unexpected! Everybody seemed to enjoy the game.

    “Unitar”, has consists of few buildings without much compound. Everything is so small because they do not need much space. Everything is done online, such as announcement, notice, e-book and so on. The college has 7 thousand students. Why? The fees are cheap.

    Then we went to “Malaysia Technology Park”. It is fully sponsored by the government. It is a very beautiful big building, with a big compound. It is well equipped, high technology and good amenities. I have never heard of it before because they have never promoted it. Such a waste! The number of students is just 400.

    “The one Academy of Art” is a place where creative and imaginative students study. The advertisement that was shows on TV about “The Visa card & James bond 007” was produced by them. It was well done, amusing and amazing idea.

    The hosts were excited because never before had a big group of counseling teachers visited them. They tried to show the best they have. So we have to delay our exact schedule. We had 4 refreshments and a lunch. We were supposed to reach Klang at 5.30pm instead of 6.30pm.

    For me, it was not just a visit; I had paid attention and listened very carefully. I would give the correct information to my students. It is a wonderful educational trip.

  • Attend An Interview

    3.9.07
    Met my friends at the commuter station, Tai asked me whether I could drop her some where. Her car had been stolen on National Day. Without a car it is very inconvenient.

    We were attending an interview to certify our qualifications by Counselor Board. I wanted to register as a counselor for contribute myself as a volunteer worker in future, when the society needs me. So to enable me to do so and to protect myself, I need to register. I had read through books about counseling theories last night.

    The four of us entered the room together and were interviewed by 4 panels. They were professors and had doctorate titles. They asked about theories, gave some situations evaluate what theories we applied. My performance was not that bad, so I am not that stupid.

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