Got this (forwarded many times) from an old classmates through my group chat.
Classmates
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When we are young, sitting side by side on stiff wooden desks, everything feels equal. We wear the same uniforms, complain about the same teachers, and dream the same big dreams.
We believe that with the foolish confidence of youth, that life will reward us fairly. That the one who topped the class will top in life, that the one who struggled will always struggle, that effort will always equal success.
But life is not a classroom. Life is a trickster, a mischievous storyteller who loves to plot twists.
Then, one day, years later, we meet again at ordinations, weddings, funerals, airports, or by accident at a supermarket. And suddenly, we see what nobody warned us about.
The boy who never did his assignments now owns a mansion. The one who won all the academic prizes is still searching for relevance. The one who was always quiet now commands boardrooms, while the one who once led every debate now sits in silence, waiting for an opportunity that refuses to come.
And we ask ourselves: How did this happen?
Nobody told us that life does not follow the rules of the classroom. That hard work is important, but so is luck. That intelligence is valuable, but connections sometimes matter more.
That some rise not because they are the best, but because they were in the right place at the right time. That life does not grade us like exam scripts. It rolls the dice, and sometimes, the results are baffling.
There is a good side to all of these: no matter how far life scatters us, when classmates meet again, the years disappear. Titles do not matter. Bank accounts do not speak.
We laugh over memories of forgotten nicknames, of teachers we swore we would never forget but now struggle to remember. For a brief moment, we return to a time when we were just young with dreams before life stepped in with its unexpected script.
*And just maybe, that is the real lesson: success is not just about who has more, but about who still has a heart that can remember.*
Rat by Pat? Cat by Ab? And finally, the right answer … a tree root by, Janet!
My first thought when I saw it … a tiger (Don’t blame my mind for going wild. Our housing estate is near the national zoo. We had once, many years ago, one of the gates was broken. I can’t remember which animals escaped but were caught back.)
It is normal, though, to have several monkeys swinging around our houses here, as this valley is surrounded by hillside trees.
Of course, many baby-boomer bloggers have joined the run. but, are they running the same race, the same pace, for the same goals?
Quotes: 1. Baby Boomer Bloggers: Are you out there? - Jane Trombley 2. Blogging feeds wellness!- Beth Moore 3. "Coping through blogging..." - Petko D. et al.
Blogging: I run my race (Photo by Samson Katt on Pexels.com)
My thoughts went to the profound and debilitating effects current wars have on innocent lives, humanity, and economies that many countries' leaders and people took years to build.
My thoughts went to the many sons and fathers who were sacrificed, when the leaders initiating the wars had their sons and fathers well-protected.
What do these leaders learn in school about humanity?
When there is war, the poet lays down the lyre, the lawyer his law reports, the schoolboy his books.
Faithful Friday- nightmares after a cancer diagnosis ( a sketch by author)
Faithful Friday with the News Breaker
This is a poetic triplet (tercet) depicting faith and the anguish after a cancer diagnosis.
They come to break the cancer news
decision over treatments, I muse
with meditative prayers and cues.
Vegetarian I am on Fridays
Feeling dispirited, in malaise
At times, in denial, fiercely ablaze.
In your hand I take it all in a stride
though tears came and dried
this journey I will take under your guide.
Quotes:-
Be faithful in small things because it is them that your strength lies. – Mother Teresa
I would like to repost an old article, recalling that in 2024 it occurs twice: today 13th September and next 13th December. On this date some people avoid flying on a plane, going to work, or even getting out of bed. And it was on Friday, October 13, 1307 that King Philip IV of France […]
A group of old retired professionals sat together.
"There is a vacancy in this place. Would you take it as a mentor?"
A: "Why not? I could do with some more money!"
B: "I don't mind working 2 days a week. Give me half the pay. And get a young staff permanently there, whom I can groom!"
C: "Is that enough?"
B: "Yes, what I don't have enough now, is enough TIME to catch up with what I had missed out making money,... and more money,... to support this family!"
D: "Are you sure? People, your age, may live another 30 years!"
B: "I also know of staff who don't wake in the morning, and who were in their 40s and 50s."
B: "My genogram shows that many of my ancestors lived up to about my age!"
B: So, I am working on my hobbies now! Singing, pottery works... and baby-sitting, sometimes only!
I am happy to be able to sing this lovely Malay song ( listen to my solo Musim Sonata Salju) as I remember the Korean drama, Winter Sonata. It was such a heartfelt drama, the chemistry between Bae Yon-joon and Choi Ji-woo was beautiful to watch, but so sad.
Overview After losing Joon Sang in an accident, Yoo Jin decides to marry her childhood friend. However, she meets someone looking exactly like her lost love, putting her in a bind. (The ending story here)
Li Na passed by a house in a rural village. An unkempt, half-naked man was squatting over a drain outside a half-burned house.
The driver said, “he is a mentally-ill person. He was probably trying to cook some food.” A lady sitting next to Anna chuckled, “… and burning down his own house, crazy fella.”
Li Na was disappointed with the elderly lady. “But, but, this house is so near the hospital! He needs treatment!” Li Na exclaimed. “The police would not come and take him to the hospital because no one reported it,” the driver explained.
… Society has failed him. … Our mental health safety net has failed, …His family members have failed him and not gotten him treated. Li Na felt guilty too for not picking up the phone, as the team moved on.
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The above anecdote is an example and illustration of some neglected persons.
Covid-19 causes stress and potential mental disorders risks in society and work places as well. Safety net policies need to be enforced for these people at risk
Special angels (Photo by RODNAE Productions on Pexels.com)
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It was an annual dinner. The doctor held his child’s hand as they walked towards their table. The happy and excited child (with cerebral palsy) walked with jerky and clumsy limbs besides his dad. At the table, he started to hit the cutlery on the plates, enjoying his ‘music’.
“Behave, dear!”
Immediately he stopped!
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Quotes:
These ‘angels’ (parents) have so much patience and compassion; not many people have these qualities, and no university can teach one these attitudes, too! – Chen S.P., August, 2021
The question: Why me? Because you are the chosen one! … So do it well! – Chen S.P., August, 2021
This is a poem, titled after a hand-painted bowl which was created by the author, a few years ago. Whereas, the poem is inspired by the many tragic news of perished immigrants on rough seas. They were trying to reach a better-land in this, ironically, vastness of land on mother earth.
In this vastness of land “Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” ― Leonardo da Vinci
In this vastness of land “Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” ― Leonardo da Vinci
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In this vastness of land stretching and circling this bowl round and round, but, to no end!
From the bowl’s interior radiates that phosphorescent glow a beckoning promise, almost superior!
Across the wide seas and oceans breaking families, risking lives to find that elusive ‘greener grass’ notions!
On rough waters, human lives are inhumanly packed in overcrowded sea vessels clutching desperately to partners and wives.
“I see the land, I see the land!” But it was, many a time, an illusion to touch beaches, to kiss the sand.
Can you see the land, a better land? Will freedom be your stand in this vastness of land?
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Quotes:-
“Remember, remember always, that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.” ― Franklin D. Roosevelt
2. “What has happened to us in this country? If we study our own history, we find that we have always been ready to receive the unfortunate from other countries, and though this may seem a generous gesture on our part, we have profited a thousandfold by what they have brought us.” ― Eleanor Roosevelt
Here’s my basketful with blessings and gratitude for healing my wounds!
Gratitude is a basketful of vegetables (Photo by Nataliya Vaitkevich on Pexels.com)
A former student, Ms Paat S.L. narrated how she put stoma and wound care into practice when she went back to Sarawak. It was very satisfying to see her patients recovering and healing. Some patients’ relatives came from the far interior (in Borneo Island). They would bring a basketful of vegetables or fruits as a token of appreciation upon discharge!
Stoma and wound-care can be very challenging, yet rewarding, indeed!
I am glad she found the ‘ikigai’ in this new field as the first stomaltherapist in Sarawak!
She went on to train many other nurses in the Borneo Island.
I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.
Michael Jordan, Basketball Player
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As quoted above, failures should be taught to be are part of a journey to success.
It is worrying to see young school children committing suicide because of their inability to cope with homeworks and examination stress.
It was a beautiful island for snorkelling, they say. It was a tourist spot.
Got into the water, and it was beautiful…. colourful fishes swimming around our feet at a crowded beach!
Did someone put some food to lure the fish to be near the shore, much to joy of the squealing kids!
Something made me want to explore if there would be bigger colourful fish farther up. So I went snorkelling outwards from the beach.
I didn’t see more fish… instead, the water was becoming cooler, greener, and quieter.
I lifted my head up. My feet weren’t touching the ground! There were several poles with white floats planted around the area… to warn people from going farther and deeper?
The crowd was just tiny distant dots playing at the beach far away!
My mind went back to news about a strong Korean swimmer who drowned while snorkelling at this very island.
I was sure my heart missed several beats! Was I spirited away?
Kicking and flapping calmly to keep myself afloat, I took a few deep breaths and swam towards the shore. I did very strong and calm strokes surprisingly. Only God heard my fast heartbeats!
To me, it was a close call to being spirited away into the ocean!
profound brain benefits, including enhanced cognitive function, improved memory, and better mental health,
often dubbed as "rewiring" the brain.
It increases blood flow (oxygen) to the brain by up to 14%.
Swimming,is also known as a "natural antidepressant", as it reduces stress, anxiety, and depression by releasing endorphins, serotonin, and reducing cortisol.
My teacher told me that she started to learn swimming at the age of 60.
It is never too old to learn a skill like swimming, to bathe our brain!
Don’t laugh, I am happy to just do my simple dog style and stay at the shallower end of an adult pool!
Nice prawn fried rice, I love the chilli sambal more!Red beans peanuts rice ballsPuer milk tea with red bean and sea salt cream and water melon juice ******The chilli sambal that made a difference to the fried rice
I have donated half my library for others to readCataloguing books? I film-wrapped each category
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Mine, all mine!Cannot throw!
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No! This is important!
No, that is important, too!
Ten years ago,
and ten years more,
you will be saying
the same thing!
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so I cleared
a few items at a time,
yet they noticed!
Oh, that jacket?
you haven’t worn it
the last five years!
Someone may need it more!
See?
You are doing a good deed!
(Instead of hoarding!)
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Quotes – serious
If a man has an apartment stacked to the ceiling with newspapers, we call him crazy. If a woman has a trailer house full of cats, we call her nuts. But when people pathologically hoard so much cash that they impoverish the entire nation, we put them on the cover of Fortune magazine and pretend that they are role models. Lester B. Pearson
“Karma Chameleon,” by Culture Club, is often interpreted as reflecting Boy George’s experiences as a gay man. The song’s lyrics tells about fear of alienation and the struggle of being true to oneself while navigating societal pressures, including homophobia.
Iceland, Norway, the Netherlands, Sweden, and Canada are the top five most accepting countries, and acceptance has increased over time for LGBTI (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and/or intersex).
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“Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?” – James Baldwin
Beautiful pottery work, Serena. While I don’t intentionally court or seek trouble, I agree to a degree that adversity builds character and strength. By Ab
Cyberbullying, often fueled by gossip and rumor-spreading on digital platforms is strongly linked to a higher risk of depression, anxiety, and suicidal ideation...
网络欺凌往往由数字平台(如微信)上的流言蜚语助长,与抑郁、焦虑和自杀念头的风险显著相关……
Buli siber, yang sering didorong oleh gosip dan penyebaran khabar angin di platform digital sangat dikaitkan dengan risiko kemurungan, kebimbangan dan pemikiran membunuh diri yang lebih tinggi...
( PICTURES AND WRITE-UP BY CO- AUTHOR, TOH HL, MY FORMER PHYSIC TEACHER.)
Forest therapy and hikingClimbing… wow, I’m afraid of height!
“Forest therapy can have a positive impact on the oxygen levels in your brain,” Dr. Albers explains. That’s because you’re surrounded by trees and vegetation that engage in photosynthesis. The result: Plants absorb carbon dioxide and release oxygen into the air.
“The forest has higher oxygen levels compared to urban or indoor environments,” she continues. “As you breathe in the fresh air within a forest, you’re inhaling oxygen-rich air, which can support proper oxygenation of your blood and subsequently benefit your brain function.”
Forests are also chock full of phytoncides, which are antimicrobial compounds released by trees and plants.
“Inhaling these compounds during forest therapy sessions may benefit the immune system and contribute to stress reduction,” Dr. Albers says. “And the pleasant aromas of nature can have a positive impact on mood and emotional well-being.” In other words, forest therapy is also aromatherapy. Add the mental health benefits of walking to this cocktail, and you’ve got a recipe for better mental and physical health on your hands.
But chances are you won’t see doctors endorsing forest therapy as a cure for physical or mental health concerns any time soon. The evidence just isn’t there. But here’s the thing: It doesn’t really matter. Enjoying a few hours soaking in nature isn’t going to hurt you, and there’s a decent chance it could help. So, if you think you’d enjoy it, you.
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While i admire their enthusiasm, this hobby is, certainly, not my cup of tea! 😅
My fellow hikers go scampering up the steep incline of Batu Putih once or twice a week, with the intention of staying healthy and fit… And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.
There are many areas of the shore in Tg Tuan, where we have to devise our own plans to avoid getting wet… And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.
We see trees of green, and we know they are absorbing CO2 and generating O2… And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.
We observe the mangrove trees, with its unique breathing roots and prop roots to survive with salt and wind of the sea… And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.
Occasionally, we see gorgeous lotus flowers growing in abundance when we hike.. . And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.
While we were busy hiking, panting n proceeding with caution, we could not help but observe little insects busy pollinating flowers in a symbiotic relationship… And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.