Thursday, December 30, 2010

AFF Suzuki Cup Champions - Malaysia, declared 31st December 2010 a public holiday

Bravo to the young Malaysia football team in winning the AFF Suzuki Cup.

Prime Minister Datuk Seri Najib Razak has declared 31st December 2010 a public holiday to celebrate Malaysia's winning of the AFF Suzuki Cup.
Many workers were delighted with the unexpected public holiday. I see smiley faces at the office on 30th December 2010 morning. Generally, the adhoc public holiday is most welcomed by the working class. They do not realize that such short term gain (no need to work for one day) will eventually creates negative impact to the national economy in long term.

Unfortunately, the decision will actually create massive damage to Malaysia, which is struggling to attract foreign investment as well as uplifting the competitiveness of the nation.

The public holiday is declared with short notice (approximately 24 hours). This has caused many operational plans of the corporates and SMEs gone haywire. For private sectors, the problems could be solved by paying the overtime rate. But, if the assignments or tasks that involved government agencies,  it is just too bad.

Malaysia, also known as 'Bolehland' has yet to change its attitude which is mandatory to be competence in the globalized world nowadays. 

Malaysia will still be a good place to live, but not a good place for career and investment.
The currency exchange rate between Malaysia Ringgit (MYR) and Singapore Dollar (SGD) is as below on 31st December 2010:
1 Singapore Dollar = 2.39047 Malaysian Ringgit 

Let's see what will be the rate in 31st December 2011. Figures (exchange rate) is telling truth.
Happy New Year and Good luck Malaysia!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Shield your love ones with a breath of fresh air

An educational video for anti passive-smoking initiative. Share this video and make the community cigarette smoke free.

Smoking in indoor areas kills not only the passive smokers, but the smokers as well.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Taiping Mali Cafe at Bandar Puteri Puchong

Bandar Puteri Puchong is always not my preference spot for meals as the restaurants in that area are not serving good food but the focus is more in renovation or atmosphere.

I was passing by Bandar Puteri Puchong on 12th November 2010 during lunch time. Without much thought, I decided to have a quick lunch at Taiping Mali Cafe, I do not expect very tasty food to be served by any restaurant in Bandar Puteri Puchong, a simple meal will do.

Taiping Mali Cafe shop front

Well, the menu left me with not much choice. It was a good sign as you really cannot expect the cook is good in preparing all kind of dishes. And I can bet that those restaurants that served up to 100 types of meals are just buying all the gravy and processed ingredients, while you order, they will opened up the packet from the fridge, heat it up and then put on the plate.

I ordered a plate of petai prawn rice while my friend ordered a plate of soya sauce pork rice. Well, the foods served in less than 3 minutes time (more efficient than fast food giant Mc Donald). The foods were cook and prepared in bulk prior to any ordering. Besides, the size of serving is merely 1/3 of what you can get from the ordinary mixed rice stalls.

In short, the food served by Taiping Mali Cafe is like you are buying a lunch plate from mixed rice stall, but instead of choosing 3 dishes + 1 soup of any combination (approx. MYR 4.00 at mixed rice stall), you only choose one and no soup (approx MYR 2.50 in mixed rice stall but Taiping Mali Cafe is demanding for MYR 8.90 for petai prawn rice and MYR7.90 for soya sauce pork rice) .

Cash bill issued by Taiping Mali Cafe
How about the quality of food? Does it taste good? The answer is any ordinary mixed rice stall can put Taiping Mali Cafe in their pocket. 

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Achieving work-life balance is easier said than done

What're you working for? Yes, I'm working for a living.

What are you living for? I live for my family.

Thus, work-life balance is important to juggle these 2 main objectives in life.

At mid 30s, I found that my time at this age is most valuable in my life time because I need to spend more valuable time to my golden aged parents, time is scarce to them.

I also need to spend enough time to the growing up children as they are progressing fast everyday and you won't want to miss a single moment of their growing up stages. After they hit 18, they will leave you and treasure their own journey of life.

Hence, since 4 years back, I have persistently improving my work efficiency while appreciate and value family time. But with the working culture and perception of Asian that work long hour is necessary for great accomplishment, and also with the contribution of the lousy traffic of Klang Valley, the work-life balance that I'm striving for is just too far from me.

Even though achieving work-life balance is easier said than done, I will never give up and will continue to make improvement and adjustment. 

Friday, October 29, 2010

Financial Freedom

The phrase 'Financial Freedom' has been popularized by the personal financial guru, Robert Kiyosaki via his best selling book 'Rich Dad, Poor Dad'.

Most of the financial consultants or financial planners would suggest one to reach financial freedom status before hitting the retirement age. In this case, if you are a Malaysian, you shall target yourself to reach financial freedom by 55-year-old.

Imagine if you are able to achieve the status of financial freedom only at the age of 55-year-old, a part from maintaining your lifestyle as a employee after the retirement, you will be financially fit to do what you want to do but do not have the luxury of time during employment. One who reach financial freedom will also live with pride as he or she will not become burden to family (But taking care of the parents including financial support is the responsibility of the son or daughter.)

From my point of view, if you have already plan or half way through the journey of financial freedom, let set a more aggressive time line for achieving the status of financial freedom at the age of 40 to 45-year-old. Getting financial freedom at 55-year-old could be considered as remarkable achievement, squeezing the time line to achieve it 10 to 15 years earlier would be very challenging, but it is worth the effort as such:

1. You are more energetic and bodily fit at 40-year-old as compared to 55-year-old. Freedom and money is more meaningful at middle age than golden age.
2. An option for early retirement.
3. An option to venturing own business.
4. Less pull back for career change which could be challenging and risky as hire and fire is common at the top level position.
5. Spend more time with the aged parents and your spouse by accompany them on what they dream to do like traveling to certain places or visiting to some relatives whom are staying far apart.
6. Educate and grow with your kids before they move on to college.
7. Etc. (Please comment)

What would you like to do upon reaching the status of financial freedom? Are you planning for it?

Thursday, October 21, 2010





董事長問,是你的父親 為您付學費嗎?該青年回答,我父親在我一歲時就去世了,是我的母親給我付的學費。



董事長問,你幫你母 親洗過衣服嗎?該青年回答,從來沒有,我媽總是要我多讀書,再說,母親洗衣服比我快得多。



青年第一次體會到,母親就是 每天用這雙有傷口的手洗衣服為他付學費,母親的這雙手就是他今天畢業的代價。




該青年回答說,我給母親洗完手之後, 我幫母親把剩下的衣服都洗了。







Wednesday, September 22, 2010


他對她說〞相信我,會好起來的﹗〞< 她信 >。
晚上回到家大部分時間裡,他總是一個人坐在電腦前查資料、整理訊息、打客戶電話,然後昏昏地睡去,他很少和她閒聊。 她理解他,知道他很累,需要休息。

想起以前的日子,她有些傷心,因為她突然發現他不在乎她了。 不再對她噓寒問暖,這從洗澡這件事上就能看出來。

然後她便聽見浴室裡嘩嘩的水聲,生活的艱難磨去了他的紳士風度,改變了他們的相敬如賓, 更削減了他對她的愛戀,她想他為什麼不能繼續讓著她呢?


今天她問我為什麼總是要搶在她前面洗澡? 我沒有說實話,我怕她為我難過,但浴室很冷。


Sunday, September 12, 2010

Say NO to Passive Smoking 4

I hate to be a passive smoker. I believe most of the the non-smokers are like me, we hate passive smoking.

I have visited to Mutiara Complex at Jalan Ipoh, Kuala Lumpur on 20th August 2010, it is a run down shopping complex. One of the very obvious scenario that tells if the shoppin mall is well doing or the reverse is the quality of crowds.

All of us know that air-conditioned or covered public area like Mutiara Complex is prohibited from smoking, but you will find many of the crowds just playing ignorance and the toxic smoke were all around the mall.

The picture above showed a very sad scenario. The father was shopping with his wife and son with the cigarette on hand. This guy is poisoning his own son and wife by supplying them the toxic passive smoke. Everywhere they go, the hazardous gas will be puffing around by the their lovely daddy or husband.

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Thursday, September 02, 2010

Blooody Hands

A forwarded email from Dr Jeyashree Srinivasan (Island Hospital)

If you see a guy (especially Indian) who rides a motorbike with a bloody hand knocking on your window demanding you to stop and asking for tissue paper to clean the blood when you are driving a car, remember DO NOT stop the car at all. Even if he damages your car or holds the side mirrors tightly, DO NOT stop the car but drive directly to the nearest police station. This kind of criminal tactics have been reported in about 40 cases in Seremban, Kuala Lumpur, Shah Alam, Petaling Jaya and Klang Town police stations (actually around the whole country).

These guys are mainly Indian gangsters, They work in a group and dare to commit this crime even in crowded areas where nobody will dare to stop the car to help you. The main purpose of this dirty tactic is to rob you and/ or even commit rape if you are female driver driving alone.

Tuesday, July 06, 2010

Malaysia vs. Singapore

Malaysia and Singapore are so close to each other, and yet so far if comparisons being made.

Before I depart to Singapore, I went to a money changer to prepare myself some Singapore Dollar. I knew the exchange rate is going to be at around 2.2-2.3,  but I still caught by surprise when the money changer handover me S$86 in the exchange of MYR200.

Compared to Singapore Dollar, the Malaysia Ringgit is just too weak. In short, to be a millionaire in Singapore, one need to be a multi millionaire in Malaysia.

The public transport systems of Singapore is known to be one of the best among the world. Malaysia government can give a lame excuse that Singapore territory is so small and bla bla bla. Let's not compare the routes and coverage, just zoom in to compare the terminals of MRT of Singapore and LRT of Malaysia, you will find that the terminal of MRT is so clean and comfortable, even non MRT passengers are hanging around to do shopping or enjoy the air condition. What is the scenario in Malaysia? It is not a place that you would consider to stay for an extra second. The exhaust gases, cigarettes and dirty surroundings  are the only impressions I have.

The quality and conveniences offers at the Budget Terminal of Singapore is not far away as compared to the Kuala Lumpur International Airport (KLIA). If is just too ugly to Malaysia if we were to compare our LCCT and Subang Airport with the Singapore Budget Terminal.

As per my counterparts in Singapore, most of them left the office on time. The scenario is totally different in Malaysia. More than 50% of the staffs are still working at their cubicles at 7pm. But in term of national progress and development, Singapore is far ahead of Malaysia while the gap is getting wider over period. Malaysia is still not able to catch-up with Singapore even though  Malaysians putting 1-2 hours extra per day in their daily works.

Something should have gone very wrong. In my view, this reason could be Malaysian is not giving high priority on efficiency and time management. Malaysian is still weighing success with hard work and time effort instead of work smart and human asset management (talent retention).

What do you think?

(Marco is writing this post at Singapore Budget Terminal.)

Related Posts:
1. Singapore Dollar (SGD) vs. Malaysia Dollar (MYR)
2. Singapore vs. Malaysia 2

Monday, June 21, 2010

Gifts for the wife

Three guys are bragging about what they bought their wives:

The first says:
I bought her something which goes from 0 to 100 in 6 seconds"
The other two guys don't know what he's talking about so he reveals,

"I bought her a nice Porsche"

The second guy says:
"I bought something which goes from 0 to 100 in 4 seconds."
"That HAS to be a Ferrari - right?"
"Yeah that's right!  I bought my wife a nice red Ferrari"

The third one says:
"I bought my wife something which goes from 0 to 200 in just 2 seconds."
"THAT CAN'T BE - The Ferrari is the fastest car in the world?!"
"Well - it's not a car, but ........."

Tuesday, May 18, 2010




許多人在開車前習慣先發動引擎、再擦擦車窗、檢查胎壓,或在車內聽聽音樂,約3-5分鐘後才上路,其實這種靜態的溫車方式因為引 擎空轉,實際上車子並沒有前進,造成汽油的浪費,而且引擎空轉時 ,其它傳動的齒輪及其潤滑油根本沒有機會做暖身運動,也無法發揮溫車的預期效果。

動態溫車效果佳  在這裡跟您建議一種正確的溫車方法,就是在引擎啟動後立即排檔 前進,慢速行進約3-5分鐘後再全速行駛,這種動態暖車的方式完全 彌補了靜態暖車的缺失,而且對車子亦不會造成不良的影響。



很多朋有在等紅綠燈時會將排檔從D檔切換到N檔,理由是減少自排 裝置的負荷或減低耗油量;事實上完全相反,為什麼?

如果每遇紅綠燈就將排檔從D檔切換到N檔,起動時又再推回D檔, 反覆動作頻繁,反而會使排檔連動機構增加耗損、減短壽命。放入空檔使引擎無負荷而怠速空轉,並不會省油,因為在無D檔負荷下,正確的操作方法應該是: 引擎 怠速會增加其轉速,耗油也會增加。








一般常用 於下列兩種時機:






Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Making a change

Her name was Mrs. Thompson.

As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie.

Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.  But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.  Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath and Teddy could be unpleasant.

It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh.  He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well-liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school.  He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's.

His was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from the grocery bag.  Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents.  Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume.

But she stifled the children laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to."

After the children left, she cried for at least an hour.  On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.  Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy.  As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive.  The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded.  

By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and despite the lie, that she loved all children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time, he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further.  The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had.  But now his name was a little longer...the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story doesn't end there.  You see, there was yet another letter that spring.  Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married.  He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

Of course, Mrs. Thompson did.  And guess what?  She wore that bracelet, the one with the several rhinestones missing.  And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you, Mrs. Thompson for believing in me.  Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it wrong.  You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference.  I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

Warm someone's heart today....pass this along!
Please remember that wherever you go and whatever you do, you will have the opportunity to touch and /or change a person's outlook on life.

"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

Marco's comment:
If you are a teacher, I hope this story has inspired you and able to motivate you on your day time career as human engineering.

If you are a parents, I hope that you will able to play your role better as the impact of you on your kids could only be greater than the teachers do.

If you are a boss, managers or supervisors, I hope you are inspired by the story and be a better coach and mentor to your sub-ordinates. Remember, do not make others life difficult for the sake of your own interest or favoratism. 

Friday, April 09, 2010



5月12日 8.0 汶川
1月12日 7.3 海地
2月27日 8.8.智利

横看为512 112 227
竖看为512 112 227


汶川、海地、智利3次大地震时间上的巧合(512、112、227,后两位分别为12、 12、27),使越来越多的人相信玛雅预言的世界末日(2012, 12月27日)真的就要到来的思想进一步激化。



如果2012 世界末日真的发生,请不要惊讶。

英國作家萊納斯(Mark Lynas)閱讀了上千篇科學論文,走訪多位氣候 和環境專家,以兩年時間,寫出《六度的變化》(Six Degrees)一書。









聯合國的跨政府氣候變遷專家小組(IPCC)報告指出,人類的活動,包括土地利用、工業生產、城市化和生活型態,都排放大量溫室氣體(Greenhouse Gas),從而造成地球升溫。




Monday, March 29, 2010


I have been working for more than 10 years since I graduated from my home town college in year 2000.

A lot of things have changed over these ten years. What I learned over these ten years are as below:

1. Value your family especially your parents, your spouse and your children.
2. Set your goals based on the lifestyle you desired, this is very much depending on your character and hobbies.
3. Money is the infinity object. Limited resources like time, energy and health are more important than money.




























十年前我們可以說青春無悔;十年後我們只能說青春不在 !


Friday, March 19, 2010

Mind opener pictures

Let the pictures below open your mind.

Human beings are such small creatures, aren’t we?
Treasure every moment, do what you wish to do…..
Broaden your view, broaden your mind.
Do treasure your loved ones, live safely and peacefully,
Always look at the brighter side of things.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

The LDP Highway (Lebuhraya Damansara-Puchong)

If you are a wage earner, and the company that you work for does not practice flexible working hour, and LDP highway is a must passing by route to reach your office... It would be a daily nightmare to you for driving to and fro from work.

The Sunway Toll of LDP is one of the most congested traffic spot in Klang Valley. The jam has worsen since January 2010, it took more than 30 minute from IOI Mall  passing the Sunway Toll till Motorola. The Toll Plaza is looks like a mega parking bay during the peak hour.

It is really a joke while all the drivers are jammed up before and after paying the toll. Seems like we are paying for the traffic jam.

I have 2 request to the related parties which definately can help to ease the LDP congestion:
  1. The Litrak (LDP operator) to get the qualified engineers in assessing the road design. There are several bottlenecks along the LDP that are causing the massive jam especially at ultra ugly intersection between Jalan Puchong, LDP and Sg Besi-TPM road.
  2. The Malaysia transport minister, Datuk Seri Ong Tee Keat to walk the talk instead of talk and talk.

Read also:
RE: Do you know you pay a lot to and fro from work?

Monday, February 08, 2010

Divorce Conditions

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat Down And Ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, Instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the spoon and Shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; She had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing... I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions:

She didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.

She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce.

I nodded, feeling somewhat upset... I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.  On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. 

Suddenly it hit me... She had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life.

My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day...

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... Jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind.... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.  At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I ran up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.......I cried and cried uncontrollably and carried her for the last time from the room to the hall with tears streaming down my face and gazing at my only son, his tears rolling from his eyes, they made me cry even more. I had lost my love, my wife and a loving and caring mother and nothing I could do now to put the clock backward. I had all the time now to look at her motionless body in detail but I knew it was going to be only for a short while until she made her last journey to the Lord......I held my son and wept again and again thinking of all the things I did not do for her when she was still alive and placed gently the flowers in her hands with my tears trickling on them.......she was gone forever, all my tears would not bring her back.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, etc. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you...
If you do, you might just save a marriage...

Friday, January 22, 2010



Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The Danger of Myspace and Facebook to Your Children

After tossing her books on the sofa, she decided to grab a snack and get on-line.. She logged on under her screen name ByAngel213. She checked her Buddy List and saw GoTo123 was on. She sent him an instant message:

Hi. I'm glad you are on! I thought someone was following me home today. It was really weird!

LOL You watch too much TV. Why would someone be following you? Don't you live in a safe neighborhood?

Of course I do. LOL I guess it was my imagination cuz' I didn't see anybody when I looked out.

Unless you gave your name out on-line. You haven't done that have you?

Of course not. I'm not stupid you know.

Did you have a softball game after school today?

Yes, and we won!!

That's great! Who did you play?

We played the Hornets. LOL. Their uniforms are so gross! They look like bees. LOL

What is your team called?

We are the Canton Cats. We have tiger paws on our uniforms. They are really cool.

GoTo1 23:
Did you pitch?

No, I play second base. I got to go. My homework has to be done before my parents get home. I don't want them mad at me. Bye!

Catch you later. Bye

Meanwhile, GoTo123 went to the member menu and began to search for her profile. When it came up, he highlighted it and printed it out. He took out a pen and began to write down what he knew about Angel so far.

Her name: Shannon
Birthday: Jan. 3, 1985
Age: 13
State where she lived: North Carolina

Hobbies: softball, chorus, skating and going to the mall. Besides this information, he knew she lived in Canton because she had just told him. He knew she stayed by herself until 6:30 p.m. every afternoon until her parents came home from work. He knew she played softball on Thursday afternoons on the school team, and the team was named the Canton Cats. Her favorite number 7 was printed on her jersey. He knew she was in the eighth grade at the Canton Junior High School . She had told him all this in the conversations they had on- line. He had enough information to find her now.

Shannon didn't tell her parents about the incident on the way home from the ballpark that day. She didn't want them to make a scene and stop her from walking home from the softball games. Parents were always overreacting and hers were the worst. It made her wish she was not an only child. Maybe if she had brothers and sisters, her parents wouldn't be so overprotective.

By Thursday, Shannon had forgotten about the footsteps following her.

Her game was in full swing when suddenly she felt someone staring at her. It was then that the memory came back. She glanced up from her second base position to see a man watching her closely.

He was leaning against the fence behind first base and he smiled when she looked at him. He didn't look scary and she quickly dismissed the sudden fear she had felt.

After the game, he sat on a bleacher while she talked to the coach. She noticed his smile once again as she walked past him. He nodded and she smiled back. He noticed her name on the back of her shirt. He knew he had found her.

Quietly, he walked a safe distance behind her. It was only a few blocks to Shannon 's home, and once he saw where she lived he quickly returned to the park to get his car.

Now he had to wait. He decided to get a bite to eat until the time came to go to Shannon 's house. He drove to a fast food restaurant and sat there until time to make his move.

Shannon was in her room later that evening when she heard voices in the living room.

"Shannon, come here," her father called.. He sounded upset and she couldn't imagine why. She went into the room to see the man from the ballpark sitting on the sofa.

"Sit down," her father began, "this man has just told us a most interesting story about you."

Shannon sat back. How could he tell her parents anything? She had never seen him before today!

"Do you know who I am, Shannon ?" the man asked..

"No," Shannon answered.

"I am a police officer and your online friend, GoTo123."

Shannon was stunned. "That's impossible! GoTo is a kid my age! He's 14. And he lives in Michigan !"

The man smiled. "I know I told you all that, but it wasn't true. You see, Shannon , there are people on-line who pretend to be kids; I was one of them. But while others do it to injure kids and hurt them, I belong to a group of parents who do it to protect kids from predators. I came here to find you to teach you how dangerous it is to talk to people on-line. You told me enough about yourself to make it easy for me to find you. You named the school you went to, the name of your ball team and the position you played. The number and name on your jersey just made finding you a breeze."

Shannon was stunned. "You mean you don't live in Michigan ?"

He laughed. "No, I live in Raleigh. It made you feel safe to think I was so far away, didn't it?"

She nodded.

"I had a friend whose daughter was like you. Only she wasn't as lucky. The guy found her and murdered her while she was home alone. Kids are taught not to tell anyone when they are alone, yet they do it all the time on-line. The wrong people trick you into giving out information a little here and there on-line. Before you know it, you have told them enough for them to find you without even realizing you have done it. I hope you've learned a lesson from this and won't do it again. Tell others about this so they will be safe too?"

"It's a promise!"

That night Shannon and her Dad and Mom thanked God for protecting Shannon from what could have been a tragic situation.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

媽咪終於抱到妳了 (高子媃的真實故事)


滿月的大禮物, 抽骨髓+化療

















不是全身都痛到不行,就是一直被很多叔叔阿姨壓著打針,要不然就是承受化療的痛苦 ...














媽咪好愛好愛妳 ...媽咪永遠愛妳...












沒有妳...媽咪有好多好多 的遺憾...









醫生叔叔告訴媽咪“ 應該是女生哦!” ...媽咪又再夢到妳...



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