tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87770400805202083902024-03-13T11:31:26.263+08:00Living Life To The Fullest...Do Unto Others As What You Would Like Others To Do Unto You...Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.comBlogger365125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-61664326131860413672013-07-30T14:17:00.004+08:002013-07-30T14:17:58.515+08:00Once We Were BeautifulBy Art Harun<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em>Once we were beautiful<br />I am blessed. So are many of my friends who are of or around my age. So are many who are older than me.<br />As a child of the 60s, I went through my formative years in an English-stream school. It was a big school in town. And there were hundreds of us Malays, Chinese and Indian boys (it wasn’t co-ed</em></span></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em>). Our first headmaster was a Chinese gentleman who was as fierce as they came those days. When he left, he was replaced by an Indian gentleman, who also was as fierce.<br />My first class teacher was Ms Leong, all long haired and short skirted. And yes, armed with a wooden ruler, she would knock my knuckles for failing to properly write the number 8. My first English sentence, learnt on the first day at school was to be uttered after raising my right hand, “Please teacher may I go out?” That was to be said if any of us had to go to the toilet to do the normal stuffs we all do in the toilet (and not to eat).<br />Then there were Mr Linggam, Cikgu Aziz and wife, Sharom, Mr Lee the karate guy, Mr Khor, Cikgu Mutalib and various others.<br />We were a happy bunch. We played together, ate together, learned together and of course, at times, punished together. And we were equal.<br /></em></span><em>In standard 5, I began fasting. The school canteen stayed open for the whole month. No renovation. No closure. Muslim and non-Muslim kids, who did not fast, ate as usual. If they bought a proper meal, such like nasi lemak or mee goreng, they would eat at the canteen. If it was some kind of snack, they would just eat while walking around, in the class or where ever.<br /></em></span><em>No fuss. No issue. No problem.<br /></em><em>My impressionable years were spent in a boarding school. It was the same scenario. All of us, regardless of race or religion studied together, ate together, played together and at times, getting one or two rotan together.<br /><br />Visiting a non-Malay house was not a problem. Eating there was not a problem too. Sharing food with non-Muslims was not an issue.<br /><br />Things have however, sadly, changed. And change for the worse.<br /><br />Nowadays, non-Muslims don’t send their kids to national school anymore. They prefer to send the kids to the vernacular schools. The ones who could afford would send their kids to private schools. National schools are almost invariably filled with Muslim/Malay students.<br />National schools would recite prayers before classes begin in the morning. Quranic verses and hadith would adorn walls in the canteen, school office and even classes. Ustaz and ustazah would even ask school kids to raise their hands if their parents do not pray 5 times a day. In secondary schools, the tudung is not compulsory for girls – according to the Ministry of Education’s circular, if I am not mistaken – but girls without tudung would be viewed askance by schoolmates and teachers alike.<br /><br />Due to the small number of non-Muslim/Malay kids in national schools, the Malay kids do not have the opportunity to mix around and integrate with non-Malays in their formative and impressionable years. The small number of non-Malay kids also gives a sense of false superiority complex to the Malay kids as well as teachers.<br /><br />Thus, my race and my religion are more important than you, your religion and everything else. Hence the closure of the school canteen during Ramadhan. This is prevailing in many national schools. Apparently, this is done to “respect” the Muslim students who are fasting. Forget the fact that non-Muslims do not fast and they, like any other human beings or animals, have to eat and drink. Forget the fact that there are Muslim kids who do not fast. Anybody who just about mentions the word “food” would have been taken as insulting Islam.<br /><br />On Facebook last week, there were two guys admonishing a hotel which advertised its breakfast package on its page. They viewed it as disrespectful. But to be fair, the two were widely condemned by other Muslim facebookers.<br /><br />The eating-in-the-changing-room debacle yesterday is just the surface of a far unhealthier trend in Malaysia. Beneath that surface is a society which is fractious, intolerant, selfish and uncompromising.<br /><br />The obvious question is how did we, as a nation, become like this?<br /><br />As a nation we started so well. The Federal Constitution was agreed upon by consensus between three major races anchored to a give-and-take and win-win camaraderie. There was a blemish in 1969 but that was quickly nipped in the bud and we soldiered on.<br /><br />In football, we were in the Olympic final in 1972 and 1980. By the law of progression, we should be in the World Cup by now. By contrast, Japan and Korea, whom we used to beat, were already in the quarter-finals of the World Cup. We now struggle to beat the likes of Vietnam and even Singapore.<br /><br />Like our football team, the state of our racial integration and inter-faith relationship has moved in reverse gear. Years of political posturing utilizing religion and race have now begun to show its ugly consequences. The so-called Islamisation that we embark upon, which is shorn of any meaningful spiritual understanding of the religion, but rather born out of political necessities, convenience and mired in political one-upmanship has now produced a nation which is unsure of itself and a people who are fractious, angry, suspicious and at odd with each other.<br /><br />We need to take a real good look at ourselves and examine our ways. And we need to reboot our operating system if we want to avoid a total crash.<br /><br />And we need to reboot fast.</em></span>Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-45028259094914989072013-07-19T09:08:00.001+08:002013-07-19T09:08:47.047+08:00Why Being Bias ?First of all, I would like to say that the act of uploading the picture of a non-halal food while wishing "Selamat Berbuka Puasa" is a "stupendous" act and it clearly shows immaturity of the person who did that. We are living in a multi racial country and we have been brought up by our religion, our parents, our teachers, our society to live in harmony with one another, regardless of race and religion and social background.<br />
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Now they have been slapped with charges, and not allowed bail. Ok.<br />
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But, what about the person who ask for the Alkitab (Bible in Malay) to be burn ? Isn't that person suppose to be charged as well for uttering seditious comments and thus inciting social disharmony ? Or the person who went undercover into a Church to take Holy Communion, and spitting it out back and then published it in a local daily ? Isn't that consider an offence of uploading content that has possibility to stir hostility ?<br />
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My question is - why is it so bias ? Why not treat all with the same respect due ? Its so sad to read the newspaper nowadays wondering why some has been let go with just a reprimand even though there was no apology to the public, and the other one was charged in court even though a public apology was given. <br />
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We are getting advance in one way, but it doesn't look as though tolerance and respect towards one another is advancing. A point to myself to always teach my children to respect one another. That is what Christ expects us to do - "Do unto others as you would like others to do unto you."Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-36720598742135464612013-07-13T01:17:00.001+08:002013-07-13T01:17:49.564+08:00Spectacular View of the City of Cannes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Had a opportunity to visit Cannes for a Working Group Meeting. Cannes, the city of film... <br />
The scenery was just breath-taking. Truly wonderful and marvellous... Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-80186352130808387292013-07-13T01:12:00.002+08:002013-07-13T01:12:59.566+08:00A Wonderful Reminder For Me.... <span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">People are often unreasonable & self-centered. Forgive them anyway. </span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good.</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">Give the world the best you have & it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.</span></span><br />
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<span class="userContent"><span style="color: #274e13;">For you see, in the end, it is between you & God. It was never between you & them anyway.</span></span><br />
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<span class="userContent"><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Mother Teresa of Calcutta</span></em></span>Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-20860154870520360322013-04-11T14:09:00.001+08:002013-04-11T14:09:09.159+08:00What A Man Wants<div id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365649548156_2288" style="margin-top: 7px;">
“…as the church is subject to Christ, so also the wives ought to be to their husbands in everything.” - Ephesians <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1365649553_3">5:24</span><br /><br />Wives, do you often find yourself wishing that you could figure out what your husbands want? Do they want looks, devotion, or smarts? Of course, every guy is different, but many wives are clueless about what their husbands need the most. They often make the mistake of thinking that his greatest need is like hers - the need for romantic love. Well, he may want that, too, but the husband’s greatest need is for respect. This is how God has wired him. So wives, how can you live this out? Here are a few clues:<br /><br /><i><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">Praise</span></strong></i>: Build him up in a world where he often gets beaten down. Just think how much you like to hear the words,”I love you,” and praise him just that much and more.<br /><br /><i><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">Seek to be his best friend</span></strong></i>: With his wife, he needs support not competition. Men as a whole, are not as relational and verbal as women. <br /><br /><i id="yui_3_7_2_1_1365649548156_2292"><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">Have a willingness to follow his lead</span></strong>.</i> You’re kidding! In the 21st century you want me to follow his lead? <br /><br />Well, if this makes you mad, argue with God, not me. It’s His Book. This is how you really respect your husband. When he senses this, it’s amazing how much he will strive to please you and respect what you have to say.</div>
Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-88725960138944354412013-03-26T10:33:00.001+08:002013-03-26T10:35:22.433+08:00A Letter To DanielDear Daniel, <br />
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Since you cannot follow mummy to Langkawi, mummy will bring to you the jet fighters from Langkawi.<br />
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Mummy loves you and will see you soon this Saturday.<br />
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Lots of love and kisses,<br />
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<span class="userContent">I hv had a memorable year of ups and downs, happiness n anxieties. Thank you Lord for 2012. <br /> <br /> <strong><u>Hello 2013</u></strong></span><br />
<span class="userContent">I look forward to 2013 - joy & happiness, health and success, and all that The Lord shall bestow upon me. <br /> <br /> Happy New Year all bloggers.. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">May the coming year be a fruitful year for you and me. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">God bless..<br /> <br /> Luv,<br /> Elena & Family</span>Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-22311888456578901362012-12-03T23:11:00.001+08:002012-12-03T23:11:16.429+08:00It's Advent Season AgainGosh, how quick time flies. This year was definitely the most hectic year I have ever come across compared to previous years. Why, I even lost counts of the number of times I dozed off while trying to type late at night, or skipping lunch at least four out of five days. <br />
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Remember the study that was conducted 2 months back - on how hardworking Malaysian generally was? We were at number 4, but the actual title of that research was "most deprived of their holiday,". In my case, that is definitely true. I long for a proper holiday, one that I can just wake up any time I like.<br />
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I need a holiday !Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-66476529312763846052012-08-23T18:06:00.001+08:002012-08-23T18:06:07.568+08:00It Matters Whom You Are MarryingMy husband and I were once with a youth group. There were three kids sitting across from us at a meal: two guys and a girl. The one guy was a computer geek with glasses. The other one was a college student with slightly cooler hair and no glasses. The girl was obviously with him. But while the computer geek was busy serving everyone at the meal, clearing plates and garbage, the college student got angry with the girl for a small accident and poured red juice over her leather jacket and white shirt. She picked the wrong guy, and the juice didn’t seem to change her mind. She is in for some grief if that relationship continues and especially if it leads to marriage.<br />
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So to all the young, unmarried Christian girls out there, listen up: <em>who you marry matters</em>.<span id="more-4140"></span> You might think that the way he treats you isn’t so bad. It’s not going to get better after the wedding. You might think that he’ll change. It’s possible, but most don’t. You might think that you’ll be able to minister to him and help him. Possibly, but if you can’t now, you won’t then, and you will be at risk yourself. A husband should lead and cherish you, not need your counsel for basic personality or behavior issues.<br />
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Unless someone married is very frank with you, you can’t understand how much a husband will impact your entire life. Next to salvation there is no other long term event that will change so many areas of your life so deeply. Here are just some of the ways that marriage will impact every aspect of living.<br />
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<strong>1. It will impact you spiritually.</strong> If the guy is not a believer, you can stop right there. You have no business yoking a redeemed soul with an unregenerate one, even if he seems open to change. Christ has bought you with a price and it is not an option to give away that blood bought heart to someone who doesn’t know and love your Lord. It will cripple your spiritual development, open up a host of temptations, stifle your prayer life, make regular church going difficult, and cause massive parenting conflict if you have children.<br />
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If the guy is a believer, is he a strong one? Will he lead you in prayer, Bible reading, family devotions, and public worship? Or will you be on your own? Is he going to make spiritual growth a priority or do other things come first? Is he going to ask you how it’s going with your soul so he can help you grow in holiness and love for Christ, or will he leave that to your pastor? Is he going to lead the children in this, or will you have to spearhead that? In church, is he going to help the kids sit well, pray, find the hymn, or will you be the one pointing out what is happening next and helping the family keep up? Many women have married spiritually immature men, thinking that it wasn’t a big issue, or that the man would change, and they were wrong. They bear the scars.<br />
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The health of your eternity is at stake. Think carefully.<br />
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<strong>2. It will impact you emotionally.</strong> Is the guy you’re thinking of going to encourage you, love you, be kind to you, and seek to understand you, or will he want to go out with the guys when you’re having a hard night? Will he listen when you are struggling with something or will he be preoccupied with a video game? Is he going to be annoyed when you cry or will he get you Kleenex and give you a hug? Is he going to going to understand that you are probably more tender than he is, more sensitive to issues and comments, or is he regularly going to run rough shod over your feelings? One woman was struggling to breastfeed her new baby, believing that that was the best thing for her, but it was very difficult. Instead of giving support and encouragement, the husband would make mooing sounds whenever he saw his wife working at it. We have to get rid of princess complexes, but we do have emotional needs. Any guy who is uncaring about your feelings and self esteem is selfish and should be left alone.<br />
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Be careful – a husband can cripple or foster emotional health.<br />
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<strong>3. It will impact you physically.</strong> Is the guy you’re with going to provide for your basic needs? Will he be able to shelter, clothe and feed you? At one point in our marriage, I was worried that there was no employment opportunity. My husband assured me that he would work at McDonalds, dig ditches, clean up roadkill – whatever it took to provide for the family, regardless of his gifts and training. That’s the kind of attitude you want. A man who doesn’t provide for his household is worse than an infidel (I Tim. 5:8). You might have to help ease the financial burden, but unless your husband is disabled or there is another unusual circumstance, you shouldn’t have to carry it yourself.<br />
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Will the man you are with care for your body or abuse it? If he gives you little smacks, kicks, etc. when you’re dating, get away. It’s almost guaranteed that he will abuse you after marriage, and stats show that’s especially true when you are pregnant. Is he going to care for and protect your body or will he hurt it? There are women in churches across America who thought it was no big deal to have little (sort of friendly) punches or slaps from their boyfriends, but who are covering up the bruises from their husbands.<br />
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Will the man you are with care for you sexually? Is he going to honour the marriage bed in physical and mental faithfulness to you or will he flirt, feed his porn addiction, or even leave you for another woman? You can’t always predict these issues, but if the seeds or practices are already there, watch out. I recently saw a newly married couple and the husband was flirting openly with another woman. Unless something drastic happens, that marriage is headed for disaster.<br />
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Is he going to be tender and gentle to you in bed? An unbelieving co-worker once told my sister that after her first sexual encounter, she had trouble walking for a few days because her boyfriend was so rough. In other words, he wasn’t selfless enough to care for the body of the woman he said he loved.<br />
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Watch out. Your body needs care and protection.<br />
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<strong>4. It will impact you mentally.</strong> Is the man that you’re thinking of going to be a source of worry or will he help you deal with your worries? Is he going to encourage your intellectual development, or will he neglect it? Is he going to value your opinions and listen to what you are thinking, or will he disregard your thoughts? Is he going to help you manage stress so that your mind is not burdened that way, or is he going to let you struggle through issues alone? Is he going to care for you and be thoughtful of you if you are experiencing mental strain, or will he ignore it? I know of a woman who could handle pregnancy and child birth very well physically but postpartum depression took a huge toll on her mind. The husband overlooked it, continuing to have more children, until his wife ended up in a mental institution.<br />
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You might think that the intellectual or mental side of a marriage is small. It’s bigger than you think. Consider it seriously.<br />
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<strong>5. It will impact you relationally.</strong> How’s your relationship with your mother? Your dad? Do you love them? Does your boyfriend? Fast forward ten years: you tell your husband that your mother is coming for the weekend. Is he excited? Disappointed? Angry? Making snide jokes with his friends? Of course, a husband should come first in your priority of relationships, as you both leave father and mother and cleave to one another. But parents are still a big part of the picture. Whatever negative feelings he has about your parents now will probably be amplified after marriage. Your marriage will either strengthen or damage – even destroy – your relationship with your parents. The people who know you best and love you most right now could be cut out of the picture by a husband who hates them.<br />
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It’s the same with sisters and friends. Will they be welcomed, at reasonable times, in your home? Will the guy who you’re with encourage healthy relationships with other women, or will he be jealous of normal, biblical friendships? Will he help you mentor younger women and be thankful when older women mentor you, or will he belittle that?<br />
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Don’t sacrifice many good relationships for the sake of one guy who can’t value the people who love you.<br />
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So how will your boyfriend do after the vows? Because this is just a sampling of the ways that a husband can bless or curse his wife. The effects are far reaching, long lasting, and either wonderful or difficult. True, there are no perfect men out there. But there are great ones. And it’s better to be single for life than to marry someone who will make your life a burden. Singleness can be great. Marriage to the wrong person is a nightmare. I’ve been in a church parking lot where the pastor had to call the police to protect a wife from a husband who was trying to stop her from worshiping and being with her family. It’s ugly. Don’t be so desperate to get married that your marriage is a grief. If you are in an unhappy marriage, there are ways to get help. But if you’re not married, don’t put yourself in that situation. Don’t marry someone whose leadership you can’t follow. Don’t marry someone who is not seeking to love you as Christ loved the church. <br />
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<strong><span style="color: #741b47;">Marry someone who knows and demonstrates the love of Christ.</span></strong>Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-70340488892783164022012-05-22T15:22:00.001+08:002012-05-22T15:23:17.167+08:00Tired..... I am at the brink of exhaustion... Too tired. Wonder when will I just break and shut down?<br />
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Dare not even think about it. I am hoping that the grace of our Lord is sufficient for me.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-31934569450516900672012-05-12T20:38:00.001+08:002012-05-12T20:38:57.538+08:00Daniel adores schoolDaniel now absolutely adore going to school. He even walked in on his own. My baby is growing fast.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-67230758390353974632012-05-12T20:34:00.001+08:002012-05-12T20:34:38.106+08:00My Darlings...Time really flies. Elisha is now 6 months old already. 😍 <br />
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Thank you Lord for this wonderful gift of life. <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoFuYDDHw1hlHu9rHUb7UPuDM349slWrML1hmuUhkMMJT7k18CIf7mEVavOjSOXLRPBnZFBcf8DLyjwWVyN7LdlwfoB5voEBpZVT0AF8nCBQIGEEKqkpUVCmAfZ3GF8PBqBRNE-ZkMS_Q/s640/blogger-image-383010768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoFuYDDHw1hlHu9rHUb7UPuDM349slWrML1hmuUhkMMJT7k18CIf7mEVavOjSOXLRPBnZFBcf8DLyjwWVyN7LdlwfoB5voEBpZVT0AF8nCBQIGEEKqkpUVCmAfZ3GF8PBqBRNE-ZkMS_Q/s640/blogger-image-383010768.jpg" /></a></div>Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-44313209252275076402012-01-23T18:03:00.001+08:002012-01-23T18:03:01.108+08:00iPhone 4sDid I mentioned that I finally bought one? Yeah.. My Xmas and new year gift.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-49465093946340547872012-01-23T18:01:00.001+08:002012-01-23T18:01:20.917+08:00Happy Chinese New YearYeah, it's the time of the year again - where mandarin oranges, drinks, cookies, dried meat and of course ang pow are plenty. This is also Elisha's first time staying at hotel. Had a great day today, waiting for the kids to wake up and take their bath before going over to my aunty's place for dinner.<br />
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Gong xi gong xi..Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-78674777859629811662012-01-13T15:57:00.001+08:002012-01-13T16:43:24.618+08:00Daniel Goes To School<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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2012 marks the first year of Daniel entering pre-school. The first day was a nightmare as he was transported to school (via transporter). I think that gave him a shock.
A week had passed and slowly he is adapting to school life. This video was captured by Vivian, Aiden's mummy who was in the school. Aiden is Daniel's new best friend in school. Thank God for Aiden.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-31136014868929079402011-12-02T13:09:00.001+08:002011-12-02T13:10:50.225+08:00It Is True - Iphone 4S Finally Here<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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16th December is the date. Wonder what the package will be like ? Can't wait to find out more... Syg, xmas present for me buli ka ? :)<br />Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-39614854438755872872011-11-26T18:28:00.001+08:002011-11-26T18:30:40.479+08:00I Am Free - OfficiallyYeah baby, you heard me right... I am officially free. Free from pantang, duh.... What were you thinking about ?<br />
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Which means, baby Elisha is officially 1 month old already. She is growing very well. Next week will be her first check-up (6 weeks after delivery). Wonder what her weight will be, coz a week after she was born, her weight went up by more than 500g.<br />
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Thank you Lord.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-41712753476848413202011-11-22T14:16:00.001+08:002011-11-22T14:48:03.945+08:00Iphone 4S In MalaysiaUnofficial news slated 16 December 2011 as the day IPHONE 4S will be revealed in Malaysia. <a href="http://www.malaysianwireless.com/2011/11/malaysia-iphone-4s/" target="_blank">MalaysianWireless</a> predicts the retail pricing of IPHONE 4S to be around : <br />
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<li>iPhone 4S 32GB - <strong><span style="color: red;">RM2590</span></strong></li>
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">I hope when telco announce the prices, it will be much lesser as it couples with whatever packages telcos are offering. Furthermore, we will have Maxis, Celcom and Digi offering Iphone 4S compared to last time where Maxis is the sole player in the market. As a consumer, I hope in the end, we will get the benefits of it - lower pricing and better package deal.</span></span>Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-11960095771098547952011-11-22T13:39:00.001+08:002011-11-22T14:15:16.911+08:00Confinement - My Second ExperienceMy first confinement wasn't easy - I had post-partum blues, Daniel was admitted to the hospital for 4 days due to jaundice, I had difficulties eating the food my mum prepared and a long list of other issues.<br />
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Determined to have a better confinement this time, me and my mum made some slight changes to how things work. First, I dislike eating ginger, and you know for Chinese during confinement, ginger is a must. You practically eat, drink, bath with ginger - tons of eat. During my first time, my mum cut big pieces of ginger to cook with, and I was expected to eat that ginger, along with rice and others. Guess what I did - yup, I finished all the rice, and threw away those big pieces of ginger. This time, I asked my mum to slice the ginger and have it fried till golden brown. Its working coz I am finishing the entire plate - rice and ginger as well. <br />
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Second, during confinement, people normally cook using rice wine, which was what I had during my first time. And again, picky me, did not attempt to drink that rice wine that was cooked with the dishes, and into the dustbin those rice wine went. This time, my mum did not but any rice wine, but instead, she bought ginger wine, which I found taste better than rice wine. Again, this time, I finished all my food. <br />
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Thirdly, Chinse custom believed that we should avoid bathing as much as possible so that the "wind" won't be able to enter the body. Living in a hot and humid country with no bath was something unimaginable. But thanks to the advancement of technology, herbs that was needed to be picked are now readily available in simple packaging. One packet per day, with boiled water, was something which I looked forward to everyday. <br />
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Fourthly, I managed to find a lady to come to the house for "urut" session on the 2nd week of confinement. In a way, it helps alot to dispel wind that was already in the body. During my first confinement, I never thought of seeking one in the first place. Only after confinement, my mum's neighbour saw that I was very pale that she asked me to go for urut. <br />
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All in all, the second time was definately much better, and I have 3 more days to go before I officially can go jalan-jalan outside.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-54577725595135121852011-11-04T13:38:00.001+08:002011-11-04T13:40:23.087+08:00D Day Has Come.... FinallyThe date is 24th October 2011, and I woke up with a feeling, "This is gonna be another long preggy day for me... " Received a message early in the morn from my colleague, asking me whether I'll be attending the training on vibration today. Thus I replied, "Yes, I'll be there" since I am not giving birth at any time.
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Syg was abit jealous, coz I get to wake up later since my training venue was only a 5 mins drive away. This morning, syg decided to speak to the baby, telling the baby where to go out... It was kinda funny, but at the same time, I felt as though the baby heard the daddy's voice because I started feeling contraction there and then.
So throughout the whole day of training, I was 1/3 listening, 1/3 replying office email, and 1/3 counting and timing my contraction. <br />
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I was lucky coz the training finished earlier. So, by 4pm, I reached home and continue to reply emails and settle some other issues. It was raining quite heavily when I had to make a run (in a car, of course) to the nearby shop to print out something.
Brought Daniel back ealier and cooked dinner for all of us. The minute syg reached home, I told him, "Let's go hospital once we finished our dinner." <br />
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I have never seen an atmosphere where the two boys were absolutely in hyper mood. Was it because somehow they knew ? Anyway, we had to drop Daniel off with my mum, since we are not sure if I'll be sent back or admitted straight away. By this time, the contraction is pretty close - about 10mins per contraction, which lasts about 45 seconds to 1 minute.
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By the time we reached hospital, I was brought to the labor room to be checked for the following: a) baby's heartbeat, b) contraction and its duration.
The nurse was very nice and she told us the contraction is indeed about 7mins apart, but unfortunately, the opening was only 1cm. Long time more. So I asked them, "Does this mean we can go back to the house?" She said she will need to check with my gynae first. After giving a call to my gynae, the result was to have me admit to the wad awaiting delivery. While syg went and proceed with admission process, I was lying down, still counting my contractions.
Finally, we have our room - Room 249. The last time, it was room 246. Hehehe... <br />
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Luckily, TV2 was airing Nujum Pak Belalang at that night, so we were watching the show, enjoying as though we were holidaying. As midnight is approaching, the contraction was getting more and more painful, until I had to ask syg to get the nurse in for a checkup. As the nurse checked me, she was in for a surprise. I had dilated and the opening is now 5cm. I was wheeled to the labor room at midnight, and in the labor room, the pain was getting worse till at one time I was almost screaming while being put on with the laughing gas. The nurse kept telling, "Don't push yet, don't push yet. Doc will be here soon,"
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"Where the hell is the doctor", screamed my heart. I knew this baby is impatient to come out, as the baby was already trying to push her way down and out. Finally the doctor arrived and straight away they prepared me for delivery. It wasn't very long, by 2nd push the baby was out, and of course, it caused me quite a few stiches as well. All in all, 40mins in the labour room was all it took.
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So, there you are - Elisha Egbert Adolf, borned on the 25th October 2011. Indeed God answered my prayer for a quick and short delivery, albeit no less painful than the first one. This time it was too quick till I didn't even have the time for painkiller injection and vacuum extract. Good sign, I guessed. But still doc has to burst my water bag first, and from my syg told me, the entire waterbag wanted to come out already, showing how impatient this baby girl was.
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All I can say after the delivery ordeal was - "Praise the Lord, thank you Jesus."
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I guess I had no choice. Just have to wait for nature to take control.Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-62737436272795542732011-10-17T16:04:00.000+08:002011-10-17T16:04:50.738+08:00Week 38 Going To 39Yes, I am still here.... My stomach has not pop yet. I am still pregnant. Don't ask me why, me too can't wait for the day to come.... <br />
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Baby, o baby.... Mummy can't wait to see you already....Elena Woo Lai Lenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00113043335601175022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777040080520208390.post-40067285041133647392011-10-14T12:20:00.002+08:002011-10-14T12:20:45.566+08:00Something To Consider For Those Planning To Purchase Toyota Prius or Any Hybrid Car For That MatterI found an article which I think is worth sharing around. This article is aimed at those who are planning to change their normal, conventional, petrol car to a hybrid car.<br />
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more hybrid cars are coming onto the market. These cars use a combination of
petrol and electrical power so that you save at the service station. And if you
have a social conscience, they'll also help save the planet through reduced
emissions. While Honda was first to introduce a hybrid into the Australian
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petrol motor and a small electrical motor that work in unison to propel the car
along. To the driver, there probably isn't much difference between driving the
Prius or any other smallish car. The engine switches from the petrol to
electrical motor without any need for the driver to do anything, so in that
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>If you enjoy a little power under the bonnet, then the Prius is obviously not
for you. The small motors push the car along respectably but the acceleration is
not what you would describe as being exhilarating. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>The Toyota Prius comes with power mirrors and windows, a CD player and remote
central locking as standard equipment. It also comes with dual front air bags
and anti-lock brakes. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>So, how much fuel will you save by driving a Toyota Prius? Well, you can
expect to go through five or six litres for every 100 kilometres you drive. This
figure is pretty much the same regardless of whether you are driving about town
or on the freeway. As the Prius is not a particularly cheap car, you'd need to
be spending quite a bit on fuel around town before it really became economical
for you. If your driving is mainly on the freeway or in the bush, then it's
probably not going to be such a viable option. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>One important aspect to check if you are in the market for a used Prius is to
check the log books for regular servicing. As these engines are rather
complicated, you'll be best avoiding any car serviced by anyone other than a
Toyota dealer. Also remember that the batteries, when they do need replacing,
will not be cheap. So make sure you check the condition of the batteries first
in earlier models. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>If you're worried about the spiraling prices of fuel at the petrol pump, and
if most of your driving is about town, then a Toyota Prius may be right for you.
But remember, if you're only buying one in order to save money on fuel, do some
calculations first. With the higher price of the Prius compared with other
comparable non-hybrid cars, it may take a long time before you start saving any
real money.</em></span></div>
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