Monday, May 2, 2011

A-Z CHALLENGE REFLECTIONS

PARTICIPANT 852


If there's such a thing as a busy retiree, then I'm one:  I run two households (including their gardens), grow, nurture, harvest and market crops, and entertain visitors on a four acre farm with a number of goats and chickens.  I chase wild boars, get rid of pests, cut the grass, pull out weeds, watch the birds and nest the bats and the bees. I build BBQ pit, am a repairman, and I mend the fencing too.  I maintain two cars, two dogs, some rusty old machines, and occasionally babysit two grandchildren.

When I'm hungry I cook, and when my clothes are dirty I wash them.

Why in the world would I want to join a Challenge which requires me to write every single day except Sunday for a whole month?  The Challenge is organized and participated by writers - not just ordinary writers but a number of them are published and accomplished ones.  The rest are on the way to being published. I'm a farmer for crying out loud!

There's the generation gap too.

The introvert in me held me back.  I could still hear the voice: "No, Grandpa don't go there, you'll be the ugly duckling".  Mr. Inferiority Complex was making a comeback, I knew.

Then I read and reread Arlee's and Alex's introduction, their strategy and guidance. I was convinced that it's worth a try. After some hesitation I clicked the 'join' button. I was participant number 852. That's how long I hesitated!

Then came the pang. The agony. What have I got myself into?  I started blogging 'seriously'  in August last year.  By seriously I mean an average of two posts a week. Or 8 to 10 a month.  Now I'm supposed to do 26!  Am I crazy or what??  If my durians and goats knew what I was getting myself into they would surely revolt.

But a commitment is a commitment.  No getting out of it. Come rain, shine, or thunderstorm. Durians dropping, customers waiting in line, goats waiting to be nursed, fed and milked, Irfan and Zaqwan screaming away wanting me to continue with their kindy classes, had to be mere distractions.

The adventure began, and I wrote and wrote.  From A to Z.  I had never written so much in my life!

Now thankfully I can proudly say "I did it!".  It is with a great sense of pride and satisfaction I now display this Award, beautifully crafted by Elizabeth Mueller :





Even though it was a daunting task I must say I enjoyed writing every single one of those posts. The challenge had disciplined me into writing every day. Constancy in purpose in the key to success, someone said. And this is proof.

I didn't get many new followers, not in absolute numbers anyway, but they did increase by a good percentage.  This is understandable.  Not many writers I reckon would be interested in farming, otherwise they would be farmers.  But visitors to this blog would realise that it is more about Life and less about farming. That's why I label this blog as My Look at Life and My Book of Life.

Those who did visit (and I have a number of awesome regulars) gave thoughtful, inspiring and encouraging comments. They are the reason for me to go on writing. They are friends who had stayed by me in good and troubled times.  Thank you all!

I had the opportunity of visiting and following some delightful blogs and made wonderful new friends.

All in all it has been a thoroughly enjoyable and exhilarating experience. I would like to thank the hosts for making it possible and for an excellent organisation.

Till we meet again - cheers!



Saturday, April 30, 2011

Zzzz

Much needed sleep...

Where else but The Veranda 
Add a few decades, that would be Grandpa.  Minus
a few, that would be Irfan.

End of a Challenge.  Thanks everyone!

Friday, April 29, 2011

Y FOR YUNA

The singing lawyer.

Kedah (Northern Malaysian state) born Yuna graduated with a Bachelor of Legal Studies (Hons.) As a side project she runs a boutique called IAMJETFUEL.

In February 2011 she signed with Fader Label music, New York.

She describes her music as "a cross between Mary Poppins and Cold Play" .

Listen to this:


Thursday, April 28, 2011

WHEN X IS WRONG

Take X as a symbol of something being wrong, and replace that something with the opposite and positive, we'll end up with a Tick or a Check regarding the state of our feelings:

X  (NO!)                                              Check  (YES!)


Replace                               
Anger ------------- with --------------- > Love

Resentment ----------------------------> Understanding

Hatred -----------------------------------> Love

Vengeance -----------------------------> Compassion

Ignorance ------------------------------> Love

False pride -----------------------------> Forgiveness

Sorrow ---------------------------------> Positivity / Hope

Regret ----------------------------------> Love / Prayer  

I have moved on.  I have transformed my heartaches and feelings of hopelessness and sorrow to love, forgiveness, and hope. (No, I didn't do it on my own - I'm not that smart - I did it with the help of  my blogger friends - your kindness, your prayers.  You know who you are.  And you know that I'm eternally grateful).

If I can do it, so can you.
xo

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything they have.
xo xo


Wednesday, April 27, 2011

What a Wonderful World





I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world 






I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world 


Song credit:
Written by Bob Thiele and George David Weiss
First recorded by Louis Armstrong.





Tuesday, April 26, 2011

V FOR VISITORS

The Farm received a spate of visitors during the fruit season.

I had the pleasure of hosting blogger Wan Sharif and his wife.  Wan blogs at Minyak Gaz, often sharing religious articles and wisdom.  He is no stranger to The Farm as he comments frequently.  But that was the first time we met in person.  We shared many stories, and quite a lot of durians and rambutans.  I was so excited and a little weary from lack of sleep that I forgot to take any photo of the happening!  Which is a pity really as I would love to show you the gleaming red Mini Cooper (MG?) that the couple arrived in.


We then had Auntie Nor and friends, Irwan and Nadia (Irfan's parents),
and their friends.

This time everyone had his/her Canon or Blackberry or I-Phone, so I have plenty of photos to show you. Here are some of them:


Monday, April 25, 2011

U for Undressed

This was on Nadia's (Irfan's mother) FB:

Irfan asked me this morning, "Ma, how do we eat rake and sun?" I replied, "You can't eat those?" He replied back, "Caaaaaaan. Replace the 'r' with 'c' and the 's' with 'b' so you get cake and bun. Can eat wot?"





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Another Award my way!

My dear friend Gary, owner and co-writer (sometimes Penny, his Jack Russell and modest internet star co-writes) of the blog klahanie, has bestowed me this classic Award:





Saturday, April 23, 2011

T FOR THE UNIQUELY UBIQUITOUS 'TONGKAT ALI'

I should probably enter this under 'U', but patience is not my virtue.  Besides there are millions out there who stand to benefit from this amazing discovery, why should I wait any longer?

A plant known as TONGKAT ALI (Eurycoma longifolia) has been growing peacefully deep in the Malaysian jungle for many years, until one day somebody discovered that it can do more than cure malaria and diabetes: it can give Viagra makers a run for their money!!


Friday, April 22, 2011

S FOR STARFRUIT (With an Easter Update)


Also known as Belimbing or Carambola,  another exotic fruit grown on The Farm. 

It can be taken fresh or turned into a refreshing fruit juice.  Like most tropical fruits it is loaded with vitamin C, antioxidants, and is low in sugar, sodium and acid.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

R FOR RAMBUTAN

Also known as the 'hairy' fruit - another delightful tropical fruit grown on The Farm.




Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Quite Easily Done

School children nowadays have it easy with the Objective system:  multiple choice answers are given - they only need to choose which they think is the right answer.  During my time we had to 'prove' everything.

In primary school shortly after the war I enjoyed and always looked forward to the three 'R' classes: Reading, (W)'Riting, and (A)'Rithmetic.  Then the Arithmetic got more complex as we were introduced to Geometry and Algebra.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

P FOR "PULLED TEA", PAINTED STATUES, AND "PETAI"

What do these three totally unrelated and completely different things have in common?

They are all found at the night market, the subject of my letter 'N'.

My old faithfuls had all read about them, but as the A-Z Challenge brings me new friends and followers (and I'm out of ideas and rather desperate for time for my 'P'), I thought I pull them together in one post.

I want to thank and extend a BIG WELCOME to The Farm to all my new followers - hope you'll have a fun time here.


Sunday, April 17, 2011

N for Nightmarkets

I am writing this from a South-East Asian perspectives, specifically those of Malaysia and Thailand, where the night market is a phenomenon.  It is perhaps in Indonesia too. I'm not sure about the Philippines, may be readers from there can enlighten us.

Before the advent of supermarkets and mega malls, all the marketing (of fish, meat, vegetables and other stuff required for the kitchen) were done at the wet market, also known as the fish market. These markets are literally wet, from melted ice used to keep the fish fresh, and from rain blown inwards by strong gushes of wind.

They are noisy too.  Fishmongers scream all the time, trying to outdo one another in attracting customers to their stalls.  Bargaining is also done at high pitch, if only because the buyer and seller can't hear themselves talk.  If a classroom is noisy the teacher normally reprimands the pupils by telling them that the class has turned into a fish market.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

M FOR MONKEY CAVE

When we were in Krabi, Thailand, recently we went to a cave full of monkeys.  Here's what we saw:



Friday, April 15, 2011

L FOR LEOPARD

Panthera is hungry. She's been scouring the jungle all morning and had not come across as much as a little deer that she could have for breakfast.  Sometimes she wished she's a vegetarian.

It was almost lunch time.

She was about to give up and head for the shade when she spotted a dog.

"Here's my lunch" she salivates.


The dog was busy helping herself to some leftover bones.  She sensed danger.  As the leopard closed in, without turning around she said audibly:

"I never knew leopards taste so yummy!", and continued licking the bones.

The leopard stopped in her track, and turned back, tummy growling.

Witness to all this was a monkey.

"Hmmm...the dog is not going to get away with this! I'm going to tell on her".

The monkey told the leopard she's been tricked.

"Come on then, jump on my back and let's go after that dog", said the hungry and angry leopard.

The dog had finished her meal when she saw the leopard and monkey coming.  Would that be her last meal?

Turning her back to the leopard and the monkey, the dog let them approach to within hearing distance, then grumbled loudly:

"I wonder what happened to that monkey.   It was a while ago I asked him to get me another leopard"




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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

K FOR KENYA

Wikipedia Map
Yes, that Republic in East Africa.

Once upon a time during the Gung-ho days of rat race and climbing the corporate ladder,  the powers that be in England decided the location of our annual convention to be Mombasa - an hour flight from Kenya's capital Nairobi.

The big boss had either ran out of venues or had not been to the African Safari, I thought.  We did have an office in Capetown*, but not in East Africa, so what other reason could there be for transporting his team three- quarter way around the world.

*(Sadly our colleague from South Africa was not allowed to attend the meeting - it was at the height of apartheid then).

As the only attendee from the Far East to these meetings I was excited at the prospect of seeing a giraffe in person.  The problem however was how to get from this end of the world to the other.


J For Joy - Joie de vivre!

Ode to durians

Getting up at dawn
Without even a yawn
Up and down the hill I hike
Pitch dark as the middle of night
The cold, the wind, sometimes I wish I'm inside
Armed with a flash light
I could see them, earlier not in sight

Family and friends will be happy with this bounty
As will be me
I had received bookings too
For a truck load or two
I'm not greedy
Just making some money
from my hobby

And that's how I celebrate Joy that is Life
Never a strife
Only my burning passion
season after season



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Monday, April 11, 2011

AN I FOR AN I

I am still groggy from this.  The problem with me is even if I had just a couple of hours sleep during the night, my body's alarm clock goes off at 6 a.m, no matter what.  So I'll be up, whether I like it or not.  If I don't have anything important to do I'll probably take a short nap later.

This morning I'll put this waking up time to good use.  There's something I must share with you:  The name Deirdra Eden conjures up a mystical image of a princess in fairyland.  Well, once upon a time this stunningly beautiful princess came over to this blog and penned this:

"Love THIS!!!  I love your site and as I browsed your blog I decided to award you the Inspiring Blog Award.
Go to http://astorybookworld.blogspot.com/p/awards.html and pick up your award.
~Deirdra"


I was of course pleasantly surprised,  another Award coming my way - way to go Grandpa!


The Award is pretty too (designed by Deirdra herself - a pretty girl who can draw pretty pictures, ain't that nice?):








Now doesn't that look like a fairytale pic?  THANK YOU Dierdra for the beautiful Award.


Diedra blogs at A Storybook World.

INSPIRED INSOMNIAC

Writing this at 3 a.m I must be one.