Thoughts...
I think this would be the most depressing state of my mind. Not too long ago, it was Christchurch, NZ which suffered an earthquake. NZ was the place for my honeymoon which saw me drove from the North Island all the way to the South Island. When Kai came along, we were there again with him, just 21 months old. NZ is a beautiful country. When the earthquake struck, images of the cathedral, the square, the hotel were all too familiar. Somehow, there was a closeness when you saw something which you could recognised. NZ is a place which is close to my heart as we have many friends and relations there. It was heart-breaking seeing the damage done to a beautiful city.

Last week, a triple whammy struck Japan. A country which I fallen in love with since the day I set foot on it.

Really, there is nothing bad to say about this beautiful place with the most beautiful people. The first visit was on our way back from the US of A. We stopped over at Japan for two weeks and visited Kyoto, Tokyo and Yokohama. The following year, we were at Osaka and Kobe. Just last year, we went to the home of Mt Fuji, Shizuoka. To watch how Mother Nature showered her wrath, not once, not twice, not even three times...made me crashed emotionally. An earthquake was not enough, a tsunami followed closely, then the Nuclear crisis and as if those were now enough, snowfall bashed on the rescuers trying desperately to save lives. Will she ever stop?

One thing good which came out from this "apocalyptic" disaster was that the world was able to see how the Japanese stood together as one. It was not a "I for myself" but rather "we for each other". Having been there a couple of times, having experienced the Japanese culture, lifestyle and all their goodness, I can honestly say that, it isn't for show. That's exactly how the Japanese behave.

We are a family who never like to depend on guided tours. We like the adventure of exploring the local lifestyle of each country. So without a knowledge of Japanese, just a Japanese-English handbook, we landed in Japan. At Kyoto, we thought we could just hop into a cab and get to our hotel. It turned out otherwise. Taxi drivers told us that the hotel was too near for them to drive us there. Spoke to us in a whole lot of Japanese which we were clueless. We saw a group of teenagers and tried to talk to them with sign language and showing them the map of the hotel. These group of youngsters went all out to help us locate our hotel. They couldn't speak English but helped us by calling their friend's friend who could speak English. Went round the train station to look for the map which showed where our hotel was. It was amazing what they did because it was close to midnight!

At Osaka, the same thing happened. Japan has the most complex train system but the most efficient and most organised. If you exit from the wrong direction, it would take you hours before reaching your destination. That was what happened to us. We asked for direction and this young pretty Japanese lady who must have just finished work and on her way home, took us all the way to our hotel using her cellphone GPS. We felt really bad because it took her at least one hour to locate our hotel. She must have been tired and hungry after a hard day's work. All along the way, she was chirpy, cheerful and chatty.

We met three beautiful old ladies at Osaka, maybe in their seventies. The mochi shop probably belonged to them. It was the most delicious mochi I have ever eaten and served by the most courteous staff. No, they are not your sweet young thing but they are probably the best service staff I have come across. The list could go one about the nice people we met in Japan...
I have been following the news of the Japan crisis very closely. Finding ways to get around the Great Firewall. Two reasons which glued my eyes to the computer and the TV. One, my brother and his wife-to-be are still in Japan. Two, we are not too far off from Japan either. Looking at the news, very often made me teared. It was amazing, very amazing to see how the Japanese respond to crisis after crisis. It was beyond human understanding how they could remained so calm and orderly in the midst of 'near-death' situation. One blogger was so astonished that he questioned "why no looting?". In every crisis all over the world, we saw how people took the opportunity to loot. Even the wonderful world of Christchurch with nice people was not spared of looting.

This was the first time I saw people q-ing up for food in desperate situation. Often, what I saw was people scrambling, fighting when food supplies arrived at a crisis-struck situation. If there was anything good which came out from this triple crisis in Japan, it would be the world saw how the Japanese respond to crisis. A rare asset for a first-class society.

Every life counts, even animals. Owners sharing their limited food with their pets. In this part of my world, animals would have been slaughtered and fought over to keep the humans alive!

Not forgetting the people, whom we will never know, working non-stop on the Nukes. I pray for their safety, for their health, for their families. I pray that the Nukes crisis will end sooner so that the world could put names to the faces of these martyrs. They will stay on till the job is done. In the words of one of the workers, "if I go, I go."

We have read and heard of the Japanese atrocities during the WW2. Many, especially among the older generations, could never forget and forgive them. I hope this event has shown the world that, that generations of Japanese have long passed on. This generation of Japanese is of a different make.

I cannot imagine what the situation will be like if where I am right now is striked with just one crisis. Here, we are away from them yet the people are scrambling for salt. Fearing the sea salt will be contaminated by the radiation and hoping iodine from salt could protect them. They have not paused to think of themselves being exposed to radiation on a daily, hourly basis, working on their computers, yakking on their cellphones, staring at their ipads and iphones and eating microwaved food!

I pray that God has mercy on the people of Japan. I believe with all my heart that this crisis will propel Japan back to its number 2 position in the world economy.

A "picto-blog" dedicated to Japan and all the Japanese...GAMBATEI!










I am now seriously thinking of retiring in Japan. Let me live and die among the gracious ones.
Yes, us...painting
Never in our wildest dream, that one day, we will paint!

All those who have known me for decades, all those who have known me in and out, know that when you talk about art or painting, I will never cross your mind....well, I am proud to say that I did a painting for the very first time in my life!

Aftering seeing and hearing so much about oil painting from a SGSH mama, I decided to give it a hand. I was told that even if you are not an artist, you can still produce a fine piece. So, I made the necessary arrangements and the whole family went for some painting sessions together. It was a great family time!

Are you ready? Presenting... the Shia's exhibition


Kai's. If he was a bit more detailed, this would be a great piece


Ann's. Oh well, she was playing all the time


Dh's. I thought his was the best of all


ahem...yours truly. I shan't comment

So, what sayest thou? There were many encouragements especially from my mama gang...

Kids being kids, Kai and Ann had no patience. DH found it more stressful than working and as for me, I think you would agree that I should just stick to my cooking and baking. Art is something which requires lots of patience and tender loving care which I don't think I have alot!
Miracle no. 1 turns 11
Gone were the days where I organised children birthday parties. I now have a pre-teen. The first time, I throw such a birthday party with no prior experience. Challenging, is the word.

Last Sunday, I had 14 boys (scream..........) in my house...and a girl who could play with them!

Boys being boys, they are boisterious, playful but so full of life. Gregarious creatures, I will call them. The thing about pre-teen birthday party is that I don't have to plan activities for them, somehow, they just make do with whatever they could find. My house was turned into a basket ball court, a hide-and-seek ground and of course a Wii arcade. But you know something, they are very polite and well-mannered. A group of very fine young men. How children behave speaks alot about the kind of parenting they received. They took out toys to play and put them back where they belonged. They cleared up after eating and drinking. That made my job so much easier as I was without a helper only dh was around to maintain "law and order".

I want to be part of his life. As he grows up to be a teenager, a young adult, all the more I need to know his circle of friends and I hope to be part of his circle of friends.


The gregarious boys and a girl


Feeding a group of pre-teens...cooking started early in the morning right after breakfast


Naruto cupcakes for the birthday boy. His favourite Japanese cartoon character. No, I didn't make them cos' if I do, I wouldn't be blogging now

Kai, our miracle no.1 wasn't a very easy baby. He was a crying baby, a colicky baby, a sick baby. He was basically very difficult to look after as an infant. You won't believe this, he would only sleep well on our chest. Perhaps, that gave him security and comfort. All those days are over now, he has grown up to be a great boy. Of course, along the way, there were mountains to scale, rivers to cross but I can see that he has matured in many ways and some important lessons were learned through the hard ways.

My miracle, then and now...


Isn't he a fine young man

His two little accomplishments along the way...


His first pottery exhibition at age 7


Self-published author at age 8

There is one thing which hasn't changed all these years...Kai's love for books. He was and is still an avid reader. I can take away his electronic gadgets, he will survive but if I take away his books, it will throw him into a fits. Looking back and recalling the past, I found out that Kai started reading Classics such as The Invisible Man and Frankenstein at a tender age of four.





There are books all over the house and I have given up picking them up. It is really pointless. His English teacher is right to say that a reader is never stagnating. Walt Disney was right when he said, "There is more treasure in books than in all the pirate's loot on Treasure Island."

The greatest gift is the passion for reading.
It is cheap, it consoles, it distracts, it excites,
it gives you knowledge of the world and experience of a wide kind.
It is a moral illumination. ~ Elizabeth Hardwick


Yes, and I have to keep up with my own reading too if I want to engage in his intellectual sparrings.

So, to more good years, my son...CHEERS!
Best words I have ever heard...
It has been an extremely stressful week. Don't anyone come and tell me a stay-at-home-mum's (SAHM) life is boring and "what do you do ha?". I promise you, I will give you a kick on the butt! Well, of course if you are one who spend time at nail bars, shopping malls, nibbling cookies and sipping tea while engaging in small talks....it is a different ball game all together. Then, you are not called a SAHM but a TTM (tai tai mum). Accoding to wikipedia, tai tai is a Chinese colloquial term for a wealthy married woman who does not work!

I had a phone conference with one of Kai's teachers. This is to save some time for the actual Parent-Teacher Conference Day. The teacher was giving me a brief report on Kai and his work progress for the past six months. A big jump from P4 to P5 but he still managed to produce good results. However, what made me most happy and almost brought me to tears was his teacher telling me...

"Kai is a smart and intellectual kid. There are many smart kids but not many are intellectual. On top of that he is also philosophical. However, I must compliment Kai for one good quality - although he is smart and he knows he is smart but he still mixes around and play with kids who are not of the same level as him. He doesn't see himself as superior than the rest and not play with them. I have seen some kids like that, they are smart and therefore don't play with a certain group of kids. But with Kai, no..."

The best words I have ever heard from a parent-teacher meeting regarding Kai. Kai may score straight As or be a top boy but nothing makes me happier than to know that he treats all his friends equally and he does not look down on others. I am very happy that dh and I have left a legacy in his life. We have never asked our children to be saints or angels or Mother Teresa but we have always instill in them kindness towards people. To treat all as equal. DH and I have always greeted the sweepers, thanked the cleaners who clean up after us, have friends from all walks of life.... With this feedback from the teacher, we know that it has rubbed on to Kai and in time to come, we pray that Ann will also pick it up.

Well done, my son!
A David, himself...
Although I have been attending the international church here for less than two years, the senior pastor of our district has earned loads of respect from me. He hails from my home country, an Asian and a small-built man but with faith as big as the biggest mountain in the universe. To me, he is like the David in David and Goliath!

He took over the pulpit one Sunday and said in a gentle but very firm manner...
"There has been a trend of people coming in late for service. If you were invited by the president to meet him, would you be late...and God is bigger and a more important person than the president." Short, firm, made-no-apologises reminder to the congreggation! The following weeks, the people were punctual.

In SH, traffic conditions are unpredictable, people could easily be offened by such words. On top of that, among those he was speaking to, are CEOs, COOs, CFOs, Presidents, Vice Presidents and some other big shots of multi-national companies. Remember, the pastor's salary depends on these people. I salute my pastor for his boldness to speak up for God!

Back home, it is pretty common to enter into worship in a half-filled chapel and only to find the whole chapel filled to the brim just before the sermon starts. Or worst, to have your worship interrupted by late-comers who need to sit beside you!

Sorry to remember the past...it has become my classic....a couple who came to church late, couldn't find a parking lot and drove off. Someone was apologetic about that. Sad, sad, sad. Imagine God telling us, "heaven is full, please go down!"
Chinese New Year, some after thoughts...
Being away made homecoming a very sweet event. While most took the opportunity to "run away" from it all. We, the nomads, will do everything to get home. Once home, it is always about catching up with friends and families...on top of the feasting and fun, there were not so ordinary moments...

Of death...
The cycle of life. An ex-colleague's father passed on and I could be there. It was good to know that all are going fine with her.

Of simplicity
I have always admire this friend of ours. Looking at their lives is a lesson in itself. Both husband and wife work for a non-profit organization (NPO), "Youth at Risk". Well, we all know what income is like from a NPO. They have three wonderful kids...(read hard)...no iPad, no Wii, no DS, no PSP....no tuition. Their eldest girl scored an almost perfect score at the last PSLE exams and went on to study in a SAP school with full scholarship until she finishes her 'A' levels. This is a huge financial burden taken off the father's shoulder.

Their kids took out pic-up-sticks, UNO, Monopoly to play with Kai and Ann during our Chinese New Year visit to their house. Board games like these foster friendships, build communication skills, help the kids to socilize instead of sticking to hand-held gadgets. I have banned Kai from having his DS due to some bad behaviour. It has been two months now and he is doing fine without it! Hmmm, perhaps sending Kai to stay with this family will be a great summer camp. As for me, I have stopped thinking about iPAD. Simplicity is the way to go.

Of betrayal...
A friend made a huge mistake of buying over a half-a-million-dollar business and what made it most painful wasn't the dollar and cents but the very person who gave him the problem was a friend of more than 20 years. It was no longer a business that failed but one of betrayal. Nothing is more painful than being betrayed by someone you have trusted. This is why I live my life drawing a clear line between friendship and business. I am just glad that I was there to listen....the job of a friend.

Of miracle...
A pastor friend who had gone through two major brain operations could fly to Singapore for a holiday, fully paid by a good samaritan. And I had the privilege to catch up with him and his family and to listen to the story of how a S$300 per pill made its way from the US of A to the Philippines. Not just one pill but ten of them! That meant a lot to a pastor who does not earn a fixed income. If God is not at work, tell me, who is?

Never ever think that Chinese New Year or any festival is a chore. I know I am not wrong to say that for many of us, we only meet certain of our friends and families once a year and it is during the Chinese New Year. Make it NOT a chore!
Lunch with their uncle Moses
The kids' favourite uncle Moses brought us out for lunch today.

I tell you, when you are out of town, you are really out of touch. The other day, at the bookshop, I was asking the assistant if they have other outlets and I was told that they have one at 313. Huh? What is 313? Where is 313? When I was at Orchard, imagine, a true-blue Singaporean has to ask a passer-by where is 313. Ok, now I know, it is the former Specialist Centre!

Thankfully, I found the place. When Uncle Moses told us, we will be having lunch there, we thought we knew our way. When we were there, we had to look for this restaurant by the name of Brotzeit. We didn't realise that 313 is that big, there is also the outdoor dinning area. Anyway, our nomadic instinct brought us to the restaurant...


A monstrous meat platter - veal sausages, bbq pork ribs, roasted pork knuckle (with crackling skin) and pork-beef cheese sausages.
All these served with sauerkraut and a unique potato salad. Enough to feed three adults and two kids!


Close-up. Great meat! This meal was most suitable for Kai, the meat-eater

Not too far away, I saw a very interesting cafe...

My childhood favourite cartoon characters, Charlie Brown and gang



Nice pretty little cafe



Yes, my two little bookworms. Oh what joy, eating ice-cream and reading at the same time. By the way, if you happen to be in Japan and see their pictures, that is because a Japanese magazine reporter snapped them!
Food paradise again
I really have to work out really hard when I get home. So much food....

This morning the family decided to head home, Holland Village where we used to stay...

I have seen the up and down and up, up, up of Holland Village. I have spent a huge time of my life here...since I was eight years old. Yes, that long!

Not only dh and I miss our local food, even Kai and Ann also miss the local dishes...

The black and white fried carrot cake

Although it is called carrot cake, it is actually made of radish and rice flour mixed together, steamed, cooled and fried with eggs. The black ones are fried with dark soy sauce and the white ones are fried without the dark sauce. I personally prefer the black carrot cake. Sadly, most stalls nowadays buy the factory-produced carrot cake and fry them. Very few hand-made their carrot cake because it involved a lot of work.


Wanton (meat dumplings) noodles. This is the Potian wanton noodles. The noodles are perfectly cooked, springy (al dente), sauce, chillies are mixed to perfection. The wantons are small but full of wanton flavour! Aiya, you must eat to know what I mean. I find the stall at Holland Village hawker center is the best. Each time I eat them, it just gives me  wonderful memories of my childhood days, eating wanton mee sold by this elderly couple who used to sell them at the Tanglin Halt food market. Delicious! Just writing about it is already making me drool...