Showing posts with label Leisure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leisure. Show all posts

What I did on a Saturday Afternoon

Posted by Unknown On Sunday, November 10, 2013 3 comments

In the early 1970's, I lived in Air Itam. I used to visit Air Itam Dam with my neighbour, Assoc. Prof. Dr. Sylvia Wang of Northwestern University, on Saturday mornings. We would take a short cut from our neighbourhood and walk up the dam. Sweet memories of times shared and unbelievable stamina.

Forty years down the road, I have been visiting Air Itam Dam for the past few weekends. It is one of the few places that is still untouched by development (THANK GOD!!!!). I regard it as my safe haven.

My only complaint is how mountain bikers flaunt rules and warnings by cycling round the dam. Even the PWA workers highlighted the selfishness of these cyclists who care only about their personal enjoyment with little regard for the safety of others.

Anyway, do enjoy the following pics taken around Air Itam Dam, Penang. I am no photographer...these were taken with Note 1. I guess I tend to view life differently from others. While many prefer to click the scenic view of Penang from the dam, I prefer the amazing foliage of the area...the shades of green, the reflections on the water...the peace, calmness and ambience of the area, even the smell of the decaying leaves. Exhilarating!

This is my idea of spending my leisure - close to nature, not at some overcrowded shopping mall...inhaling fresh air and drinking in the beauty of God's masterpiece.

I took an hour to walk round the dam. A lady who is older than me ran past me three times and said she was preparing for the Penang Bridge Marathon. Another man ran past me five times! I collected dried leaves and will be doing an art project with the collection this afternoon...

Do visit Air Itam Dam! Have a great day and hope you like the pics.
























WHEN THE CASHIER GETS BORED SHE MIGHT....

Posted by Unknown On Saturday, May 30, 2009 4 comments

This is what might happen if the cashier gets bored at work....Please wait a while for the file to upload. Enjoy the slides and have a pleasant evening!





AMAZING WAVES

Posted by Unknown On Wednesday, May 27, 2009 2 comments

On weekends, I love to go to the beach and to sit there under a shady tree...on a mat, reading my book. When evening comes, the view of the sunset has such a calming effect on me. Often times, I derive a lot of pleasure just watching the lapping waves. Of course, the sea in Penang is generally calm compared to the other places I have visited. I am not a photography expert but I have often wanted to capture the beauty of waves so you can imagine my excitement when my sister-in-law sent me this set of photos which I have converted into a slide presentation. Please wait a while to let the file upload. Enjoy these beautiful slides and have a nice day!


LIFE CAN BE DIFFICULT - ppt

Posted by Unknown On Tuesday, May 26, 2009 0 comments

Please wait a while for this set of slides to upload. May you be inspired for a new day....

Have a good week!



MY MOST BELOVED DARLING IS....????

Posted by Unknown On Saturday, February 14, 2009 0 comments

Besides the members of my family, there is ONE other character in my life whom I love to bits.

When I wake up in the morning, I think of him. I wonder what he wants to eat for breakfast and if he has done his rise and shine routine and whether he is working out to keep himself fit and trim.

He knows when I approach him. I guess he can pick up my scent from afar and the lilt in my voice when I call out his name quickens his heartbeat as he rushes to the door to greet me. And when I look at his eyes, I see nothing but love and adoration there. Who can resist falling in love with him who has so much love and devotion to give to me?

This morning, I was hit by the stark realization that Mishy is growing old as his feet are not as nimble as they used to be. His movements are stiffer and there will soon come a time when his heart will beat no more and I will weep so bitterly because I know that somehow, it will be very difficult for me to carry on living without him. That is one of the reasons why my husband does not want me to have any dogs and has declared that Mishy will be the last pet that I can have :(.

He came into this world on the first Saturday of June, 2007 when we were in KL. We had left my older boy behind as he had lectures and had to give music lessons. Although we were well aware that his mother had almost reached full term, we never expected Mei Mei to deliver her puppies when we were away. So, we had to give instructions via our mobile phones and then rushed home to Penang to save my babies!!!

While at Carrefour in Wangsa Maju, my older boy called me on the handphone and with a panicky voice declared that Mei Mei had delivered two puppies. From previous experiences, he knew that the daddy Kiki had to be separated for otherwise, he would devour the poor babies.

From the time he was a puppy, he was naughtier than his brother Mushy(pic above), whom my hubby believes to be quite retarded.

Since we had about 7 hamsters at that time namely his parents Mei Mei and Kiki(pic above) his grandma Mimi, and a month later his siblings Sushi and Sashimi from the second litter, we gave him away to Michelle who bought him a luxurious hamster double-storey cage with a built-in roller coaster thingy and high-tech cartwheel. And so we thought he would enjoy his more affluent lifestyle. Sadly, that was not to be the case for he fretted and did not eat and moped around in a languid fashion till Michelle decided to return him to us.
Since his return to our home, Mishy has etched a permanent place in our hearts. Of all the hamsters I have reared, Mishy and his granny Mimi are the smartest. Mimi is the only hamster who licked me to show her love and when she was alive, could run with me and when she reached the end of the room, would promptly make a U-turn and run back to the cage and wait for me. Mishy knows when I go near his cage and would beg me for sunflower seeds and other goodies such as broccoli stems.

Truly, there are so many things that I have learnt from all my pets - their unabashed devotion and love for me and the way they express their love through their eyes. I do not know how much longer Mishy can live. His brother Mushy had a short life while Sushi and Sashimi had very short life spans too as Mei Mei gave birth to them a month after she delivered Mishy and Mushy. After that, we separated Mei Mei and Kiki (who was always trying to you-know-what his dear wife) after her third litter died...for we feared that she might conceive again. Sadly, Kiki died from a broken heart from that separation and Mei Mei never recovered as well. *sigh*

Sometimes, it is so difficult to understand animals, let alone adults or children! But whatever the case, I know they have filled my life with so much love and it would never be the same without them. I know I spoil Mishy to bits because I handfeed him and as a result, he has become very picky with food. My hubby says he is glad I only spoil hamsters and not the boys haha!

So, in closing, on Valentine's Day today, let it be a day not only for showing love to our spouses or family members, but let us remember our beloved pets as well.

Here's one of my favorite videos. Warning - I have watched it hundreds of times but each time I watch it, I still cry ....and miss my beloved pets and loved ones soooooooo much...and it has truly taught me to EMBRACE THE MOMENT and to REMEMBER LOVE!!!

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!! CELEBRATE LOVE....PLEASE CLICK THE FOLLOWING LINK..

http://doyourememberlove.com/narratedmovie.html



THANK YOU FOR....???

Posted by Unknown On Friday, February 13, 2009 4 comments

A young man learns what’s most important in life from the guy next door.

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, ‘Mr..Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.’

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

‘Jack, did you hear me?’

‘Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I
honestly thought he died years ago,’ Jack said.

‘Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing. He’d reminisce
about the many days you spent over ‘his side of the fence as he put it,’ Mom told him.

‘I loved that old house he lived in,’ Jack said. ‘You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr.Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man’s influencein your life,’ she said.

‘He’s the one who taught me carpentry,’ he said. ‘I wouldn’t be in this business if it weren’t for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important…Mom, I’ll be there for the funeral,’ Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser’s funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time.. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture,every piece of furniture….Jack stopped suddenly.

‘What’s wrong, Jack?’ his Mom asked.

‘The box is gone,’ he said.

‘What box?’ Mom asked.

‘There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside… All he’d ever tell me was the thing I value most,’ Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

‘Now I’ll never know what was so valuable to him,’Jack said. ‘I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.’

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died.Returning home from work one day, Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. ‘Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,’ the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package.The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. ‘Mr.Harold Belser’ it read.

Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope.

Jack’s hands shook as he read the note inside.’Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It’s the thing I valued most in my life.

A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes,! Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover.

Inside he found these words engraved:’Jack,Thanks for your time! - Harold Belser.’ ‘The thing he valued most…was…my time.’

Jack held the watch for a few minutes then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. ‘Why?’ Janet, his assistant asked.

‘I need some time to spend with my son,’ he said.’Oh, by the way, Janet…thanks for your time!’

‘Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,’

Think about this.. You may not realize it, but it’s 100% true.

1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much that they would die for you.

2.. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don’t like you.

4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

5. You mean the world to someone

6. If not for you, someone may not be living.

7. You are special and unique.

8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won’t get it, but if you trust God to do what’s best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever,something good can still come from it.

10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look; you most likely turned your back on the world.

11. Someone that you don’t even know exist, loves you.

12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.

13. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you’ll both be happy.

14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

To everyone reading this: ‘Thank you for your time.’

-AUTHOR UNKNOWN-


Wing Chun and Me

Posted by Unknown On Monday, February 2, 2009 0 comments

A couple of weeks ago, my cousin, an exponent of various martial arts forms and some of my friends went goo-goo ga-ga over Ip Man. For the life of me, I could not understand the hype over a two-syllable film.

Not until I watched the movie a few nights ago! For the uninitiated, this is what Wikipedia has to say:

Ip Man is is a 2008 Hong Kong martial arts semi-biopic film that is based on the life of Ip Man, the celebrated martial arts master of Bruce Lee, and the first to teach the Chinese martial art of Wing Chun openly. The film focuses on events surrounding Ip that took place in the prefecture-level city of Foshan between the 1930s to 1940s during the Second Sino-Japanese War.

Directed by Wilson Yip, the film stars Donnie Yen in the lead role, and features fight choreography by Sammo Hung. Ip's two sons, Ip Chun and Ip Ching, along with several Wing Chun practitioners also appear in the film.

Ip Man is the first film to be based on the life of the martial artist. After a first attempt to portray Ip's life on screen resulted in the project being abandoned, producer Raymond Wong developed his own film with full consent from Ip's sons, and had filmmakers head to Foshan, to research Master Ip's life. Ip Chun, Ip Man's eldest son served as a consultant for the film. Donnie Yen, who was set to star in the abandoned film project, received a star fee and was invited to join Wong's production after a successful collaboration with director Wilson Yip on the 2007 film Flash Point.

Tonight, I was supposed to have a quiet evening listening to my favorite jazz pieces to soothe my soul when a friend, another martial arts exponent came by for the usual Chinese New Year visit. When he heard my interest in Wing Chun, immediately, he offered to give my son and I regular lessons on the art of Wing Chun.

Wikipedia gives a brief write-up about the art of Wing Chun:

Wing Chun was originally passed down from teacher to student orally rather than through written documentation, making it difficult to confirm or clarify the differing accounts of its creation. Some have sought to apply the methods of higher criticism to the oral histories of Wing Chun and other Chinese martial arts.[4] Others have attempted to discern the origins of Wing Chun by determining the specific purpose of its techniques. Mentions of the art start to appear in independent third-party documentation during the era of the Wing Chun master Leung Jan, making its subsequent history and divergence into various branches more amenable to documentary verification.

The common legend involves the young woman Yim Wing Chun (Wing Chun literally means beautiful springtime or everlasting spring). After she rebuffs the local warlord's marriage offer, he says he'll rescind his proposal if she can beat him in a fight. She asks a local Buddhist nun, Ng Mui, to teach her boxing, and the style they develop enables Yim Wing Chun to defeat the warlord. She thereafter marries her sweetheart and teaches him the style, which he names after her.

It should be noted that the system was developed during the Shaolin and Ming resistance movement against the Qing Dynasty, and thus many legends about the creator of Wing Chun were spread to confuse the enemy, including the story of Yim Wing Chun. This perhaps explains why no one has been able to accurately determine the creator or creators of Wing Chun.

And so, my first lesson in Wing Chun began after a brief bargaining session about the cost per lesson (token amount). Incredibly, I had to offer tea to my friend and call him sifu (er...I was cracking up because I could imagine the arguments we would had if I did not comply with his requests/standards/instructions).

Prior to this, I had already attempted tai-chi classes but found it too difficult as one had to memorize the different steps. At my age, that is quite a tall order. Whilst I can still recall the lyrics of songs I loved from the 1970s, it is an absolute chore for me to try to learn the lyrics of even Beyonce's latest song. When my tai-chi sifu was teaching us the 24-step routine, I could only remember Step 1 till 10.

Ok. So I moved on to Qikong. Believe me, I was MOST enthusiastic. My bookshelves bear testimony of my commitment to excellence in this component of martial arts as I have quite a few books and cds on Qikong. I trained diligently for about six to eight months but dropped out when I joined a gym and was distracted by other classes there. However, my hubby still does it faithfully every evening after work while I blog and exercise my fingers :-).

And so, with my friend's fateful visit, I was introduced to the whole new world of Wing Chun. Those of you who know me would be well aware of how fussy I am about receiving instructions :-). As expected, when I did not reciprocate accordingly in movements and got scolded, I defended myself by my claim that the instructions must be given simultaneously together with his movements.

Tonight, I learnt about the concept of the triangle, hand movements, deflections, first position, leg and ankle movements and not forgetting the whole idea of force, flow and opposing force.

Surprisingly, my younger boy is a better student than I am as he could execute the movements deftly while this old lady here stumbled and fumbled while protesting loudly that it was not my fault haha!

As we all know, exercise can do wonders to our minds and perspective. I started the evening with morbid thoughts of death in my previous post but am glad that I feel much better and lighter after that Wing Chun lesson.

Dear reader, I bid you good night and may you sleep well and know that I am dreaming of my Wing Chun ....Take care and do visit again. Thanks!




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