"You are such a baby!", Mamma said one night at bedtime.
"No, I'm not!", replied the 3-year old.
"Yes, you are! You cry a lot, you suck your fingers, you want to be carried...".
Pause.
"But babies wear diapers and have no teeth", she argued, stabbing at her pearlies.
"I have lots and lots of teeth, and I wear panties".
Case closed.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Merdeka, Merdeka, Merdeka!
Happy Independence Day, Malaysia!
Many unprecedented developments took place in the political scene this year. YL & I are heartened that change can take place in a system that seemed so entrenched. What does it mean for our future? What will our 51st year of independence bring?
My heart has remained in the country of my birth even though I lived half my life away from her. It is lost in the diversity of her people, nature, and experience; it is coddled by her warmth and sincerity, easy camaraderie and simple shared values. I wear my Malaysian badge proudly in places far and wide. I proclaim my identity loud and clear.
Despite that, I echo Susan Loone's sentiments, "I think I'll never stop crying for my country Malaysia..." for the unbounded potential that she has, all washed down the monsoon drain by our incompentent leaders and thoughtless policies.
Change. It's the one thing I have to look forward to. Change, and Hope.
Many unprecedented developments took place in the political scene this year. YL & I are heartened that change can take place in a system that seemed so entrenched. What does it mean for our future? What will our 51st year of independence bring?
My heart has remained in the country of my birth even though I lived half my life away from her. It is lost in the diversity of her people, nature, and experience; it is coddled by her warmth and sincerity, easy camaraderie and simple shared values. I wear my Malaysian badge proudly in places far and wide. I proclaim my identity loud and clear.
Despite that, I echo Susan Loone's sentiments, "I think I'll never stop crying for my country Malaysia..." for the unbounded potential that she has, all washed down the monsoon drain by our incompentent leaders and thoughtless policies.
Change. It's the one thing I have to look forward to. Change, and Hope.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
The Worries of a 3 Year Old
One day, YL was his usual self complaining about work and sundry, and lamented out loud, "I've got so much problems lah. What should I do, Sophie?"
Sophie sighed softly and said, "I also got a lot of problems lah...".
"Oh, is it? What kind of problems do you have?", YL replied, expecting the silence that typically follows when she gets asked difficult questions.
Instead, in one long breath, she blurted out, "Aiyah, I got a problem with the TV, my eyes are like that like that*, I fell down in school, I'm also tired lah..."
* she uses that expression when she cannot open her eyes in the morning
Sophie sighed softly and said, "I also got a lot of problems lah...".
"Oh, is it? What kind of problems do you have?", YL replied, expecting the silence that typically follows when she gets asked difficult questions.
Instead, in one long breath, she blurted out, "Aiyah, I got a problem with the TV, my eyes are like that like that*, I fell down in school, I'm also tired lah..."
* she uses that expression when she cannot open her eyes in the morning
Monday, August 11, 2008
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