Blogging: I run my race

Blogging: I run my race

Blogging is like running
but running a race?
I paused, I sweated,
feet apart, panting,
and watching others
... forging ahead.

Jane Trombley wonders
about the paucity of
baby-boomer bloggers
and her generation's 'voice'.

A counselor opines
that blogging feeds wellness!
Is blogging a new way of coping
for some?

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.
cute dog in glasses yawning on bed
Blogging: I run my race (Photo by Samson Katt on Pexels.com)

Shh… why is everybody tip-toeing around here!

Shh… why is everybody tip-toeing around here!

Cos a baby is in the house!

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It was after-work

young papa opened the main door

and slowly closed it… clicking softly. 

Mama glanced up at him

with a tiny, tired, and weary smile. 

Cos, a baby is now in the house!

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Mama recalled a baby sleeping

in a basket next to a hawker’s stall

amidst the hustle and bustle

of the busy street

and market vendors

shouting their wares and goods.

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Each baby is being sensitive

or dulled by  acclimatising

to each own environment.

So, who needs to be tip-toeing now?

Do you?

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My first night duty as a nurse

My first night duty as a nurse

One of the questions asked by an interviewer, a FMM nun was, ” … nurses have to do night duty. Do you think you can do it?”

Before my first night duty,

my sister gave me a ‘talisman‘.

“put inside your pocket,

but don’t go under

any clothes lines!

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My seniors told me

timely ghost stories, including

a patient on hip-spica

who crawled all the way

to the nurses counter;

never forget to this day.

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We even went to mortuary.

” … remember feet first.

Otherwise the head

will remember and

follow you back!”

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There are three lights;

one on each shoulder,

and one on the forehead.

“Don’t look left or

right over your shoulder!”

They will be wiped off,…wisp!”

Comb your bangs up!

Keep your forehead clear (and shining brightly)!

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The ward was so busy.

We had no time to

think about the hip-spica man,

or those lights!

I had been fortunate

to be able to sleep well

during the day- time.

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Happy night duties!

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This is the best compliment ( from Susan’comment below) I have ever had in blogging… see below.

I’m a little envious at the poetic way you shared this experience. Keep posting, you have incredible writing talent!   Susan

Pottery – container with cover

Pottery – container with cover

One of my earlier pieces of pottery – Om

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“The Best Way to Predict the Future is to Create it.” – P. Drucker & A. Lincoln

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English: when everybody is a ‘he’!

English: when everybody is a ‘he’!

When a child addresses everybody as a ‘he’, I wonder if there is a problem with high-frequency hearing loss. The tiny hair-like sensory hearing cells in your cochlea (inner ear) are damaged. There is a problem differentiating certain higher pitch consonants like sh or f).

pensive ethnic man listening to answer in paper cup phone
hearing (Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com)

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When I hear not

I heard
but I haven’t heard.
Was it a ‘she’ or a ‘he’?

When I hear not


The ‘cat’ is beautiful,
or the ‘hat’ is beautiful?
And can one comb the [h]air?

When I hear not


The teacher’s explanation was simple.
Yet, I couldn’t understand.
Am I ‘stupid’ or ‘slow‘?

When I hear not


I love music
But I can’t get the lyrics.
It’s ‘distorted’ music!

When I hear not

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Hearing screening for babies and school children would have helped eliminate these falsely ‘lost and stupid’ kids in the world of sound.

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Gratitude is a basketful of vegetables!

Gratitude is a basketful of vegetables!
(a poem)

Here’s my basketful
with blessings and gratitude
for healing my wounds!

carrots and corn on brown woven basket
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.

Words heal or wound

Words heal or wound

Words heal or wound

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it is OK

you did great

we are so proud of you!

we will help in your next exercise!

So comforting

so soothing, so reassuring!

Words heal! 

she shut herself into her room

drowning in her musical world

cos music speaks, too!

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on the contrary

why are you so stupid?

Why aren’t you like your clever siblings?

We should never have had you

in the first place!

So scathing, so harsh

so cruel, so insensitive!

The boy left that night

roaming aimlessly,

and never came back since. 

Regretingly

checking with police station every day

where has he gone to?

Words wound

his heart deeply

Where words fail, music speaks: “Where words fail, music speaks” is a quote by Hans Christian Andersen.

Listen to my duet Words with Kevin Yip.

Two emergencies of bleeding


Two emergencies of bleeding

person in white pants and brown leather shoes standing on gray concrete floor with pink petals
Injured her foot. (Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com)

Little Tom fell from his bicycle.

Everybody at home panicked.

“He is bleeding a lot … a lot! Can you come home, mum?” the older brother cried.

“Listen, boy. Go get a clean towel from the cupboard. Cover the wound. Press to stop the bleeding. Just press. Daddy will be back in a few minutes. I will meet you all at the emergency department.”

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Nurse Chen went back to attend to her two patients. The doctors and nurses were hanging blood, pack after pack, only to see more blood being vomited and passed out. The resuscitation went on for these two regular patients who had cirrhosis liver and bleeding oesophageal varices.

Nurse Chen informed the ER staff to expect her son. He had five stitches on his foot.

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Both are emergencies. The amount blood loss varies. But the perception of ‘a lot of blood loss’ is very real in both contexts!

Ironically, In This Vastness Of Land

Ironically, In This Vastness Of Land

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:-

  1. “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

Prepare the interviewer instead of the differently abled interviewees!

Prepare the interviewer instead of the differently abled interviewees!

An interview session

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Two mothers and a father

approached Ms Chensp ( a trained and voluntary job coach)

a job for their differently abled child.

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Ms. Chen asked a few managers…

‘Well, we look for someone

who is a good fit for a job!’

hmmm…

‘An interviewee should explain

why they are the best candidate!’

Ohhh…

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Well, I  will be bringing

three differently-abled persons.

And what questions would you ask them?

‘Of course…

if they would like to work for us!’

Then, Ms Chen went through with them

some potential questions

and how the interviewers

may ask a question…

so as not to frighten her clients!

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The human resource manager

was friendly enough

‘Hi, Dave, we have

vacancies at our restaurant.

Would you like to work for us?’

Dave answered, ‘no, I don’t think so! ‘

oh, oh… 

The manager glanced at Ms. Chen and asked again,

‘I mean, we are so busy here at our restaurant.  Would you like to come and help us here?’ 

‘Sure!’

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‘You can work four hours a day. 

Anytime you don’t feel well,

you go home. We will pay by the hours.’

(Many clients were on medications

and may feel sleepy.)

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One employer has six staff members who were trained in the job coach program, too. They understand and supervise this category of staff in the Linen department.

“We have one clerk who was diagnosed with depression. She is still on medications.  She has worked for us for about fourteen years now because she is used to the supportive working environment here.”