Sunday, August 26, 2007

august in pockets

kid : teacher, just now I saw that boy with green tennis ball tag going there ? (to rephrase : why he can go, why i cannot?)

As a helper (half day) at my fren's VBS last weekend, I was in charge of the pre-schoolers (hence kindies = green tennis ball group). A little boy was envious of the commotion going on at the hall (where the big kids are) while his group was placed in the pantry. A few might have crawled their way there, but he got unlucky. I stopped him.

His question is the echo of my life now. sadly.
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Meanwhile, I hope the kids won't recite my name to their parents. One boy dipped his nose on the ice-cream. Another asked for a tatoo (inky-stamps) on his butt. I might have a part. ;p

Taiping is painted wit beauty. See nature and history composed in a single frame, sense the languorness of the townfolks and carefree showers. (it rain so much, people bet on the time the rain arrives, so said MD).
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Unfortunately, i hardly have time to experience taiping. Was stucked in a hotel for a nationality course. (will write more on this laters). My kind friend EN smuggled some clothes (i only found out about dress-codes when I arrived. blame the admin. White and black. covered.) and food for me.
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I almost ended taking a bus in the middle of a estate to hunt for a ghost hotel. thx to the admin again. I am so indebted to EN and Mr Taiping (he's so proud of his hometown) for locating my camp-site.



Road to the lake
In EN's car. Didn't have much time to walk around. She curi her office time for me :P

Taiping War memorial
to the brave soldiers who fought for us during WW2

A bell tower


St Louis church
many victorian style buildings there

Monday, August 20, 2007

for now





Feeling a little stranded...

seeing so much of frailness than strength...

wishing for some sun beams to shine through...
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*sighs*