Monday, September 28, 2009
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Saturday, September 19, 2009
Touching story of a man with his son
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
"Oh, " the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"
The father was furious. "If the only reason you want to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so , the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. May be there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20.00 now... Can I buy an hour of your time?"
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
"Oh, " the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"
The father was furious. "If the only reason you want to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so , the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. May be there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20.00 now... Can I buy an hour of your time?"
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Hari raya is coming!!
I can't believe it! Hari raya is coming! I'm so excited! I can sleep the whole week! Yeah!
p/s: I won't be available on the 1st week of Hari raya. I'm gonna be very busy with pillow and blanket, so don't come and find me. Xiexie!
p/s: I won't be available on the 1st week of Hari raya. I'm gonna be very busy with pillow and blanket, so don't come and find me. Xiexie!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
I'm lost in Kajang
Sekarang aku dah tak tau nak pegi mane. Tak tau nak buat ape. Nak pegi KL dah takde ape kat situ dah. Nak balik Banting? Kadang-kadang terase nak balik, tapi bile dah siap packing suddenly ubah fikiran tak jadi balik. Now i'm stucked in Kajang every weekend. The best solution is cari kerja part time.
Aktiviti dihujung minggu
Aktiviti dihujung mingguSunday, September 6, 2009
I love you
I love that you keep complaining "panasnye..panasnye.." when it is 34 degrees out. I love that you make me wait for you 30 minutes at Masjid Putrajaya eventhough the distance is too short when you can even see it from where you were staying. I love the way you drive my car eventhough you don't even know how to change to 2nd gear. I love that you don't say sorry when you make me wait for so long on the train. I love that you get a little crease on your face when you smile at me. I love that after i spend day with you, i can still smell your perfume on my clothes.
I love that you make me wait for half an hour at KTM station and then asked me to go to a different station. I love that you make me stuck on traffic more than half an hour to pick you up, i love that you make me lost my part time job so that i can spend my last moment with you, i love that you didnt cry when you left today , its not because you didnt feel sad, you just dont want me to feel sad, and i love that you are the last person i wanna talk to before i sleep at night. Its not because i'm lonely, it just that when you realize you wanna spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start every second. I just hope after you'r gone today, this won't be the last time i see you.
I love that you make me wait for half an hour at KTM station and then asked me to go to a different station. I love that you make me stuck on traffic more than half an hour to pick you up, i love that you make me lost my part time job so that i can spend my last moment with you, i love that you didnt cry when you left today , its not because you didnt feel sad, you just dont want me to feel sad, and i love that you are the last person i wanna talk to before i sleep at night. Its not because i'm lonely, it just that when you realize you wanna spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start every second. I just hope after you'r gone today, this won't be the last time i see you.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Kick racism out
Our country has just celebrated its 52nd of independence day two days ago. For 52 years we live in peace and harmony with multi racial and cultural, but still after 52 years we cannot dispute the existence of racism in Malaysia.
Recently, i've been looking for a part time job through the websites such as promoter, cashier, draftman, freelance and so on. As i search for the job, i noticed one funny thing. That it is normal to see advertisements with " Chinese prefered/Chinese only" stated clearly in the attachment.
Apart from that, i once went to The Mines shopping mall and when i passed by a store, i read an advertisement written "Vacancy, Chinese only".
Luckily this is Malaysia because if we live in UK, this kind of advertisement is illegal and the company who done this can be sued.
If you go to goverment office, you'll see most of the employees and staffs are Malays. If you go to shopping mall, you'll see the place is dominated by Chinese and if you go to Astro or Maxis you'll find most of them are Indians.
I'm not trying to criticise anyone or being racist here but my point is how long we are going to live like this? Lets work together and kick Racism out of this country. You can start it from your neighbourhood and for students, start with your housemates :)
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Recently, i've been looking for a part time job through the websites such as promoter, cashier, draftman, freelance and so on. As i search for the job, i noticed one funny thing. That it is normal to see advertisements with " Chinese prefered/Chinese only" stated clearly in the attachment.
Apart from that, i once went to The Mines shopping mall and when i passed by a store, i read an advertisement written "Vacancy, Chinese only".
Luckily this is Malaysia because if we live in UK, this kind of advertisement is illegal and the company who done this can be sued.
If you go to goverment office, you'll see most of the employees and staffs are Malays. If you go to shopping mall, you'll see the place is dominated by Chinese and if you go to Astro or Maxis you'll find most of them are Indians.
I'm not trying to criticise anyone or being racist here but my point is how long we are going to live like this? Lets work together and kick Racism out of this country. You can start it from your neighbourhood and for students, start with your housemates :)
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