Five Tips that Helped Improve My Child’s Behavior

July 18, 2016Yoshiko Guest Post Leave a comment

Five Tips that Helped Improve My Child’s Behavior article makes me laugh. It reminds me of myself during childhood and other children too. I feel that my parents are contradicting in caring my siblings and I then my son. Now, I can see the reason I get confused easily. I don’t think my son is confused. Or is he confused? I don’t know. I thank the Lord Jesus to guide me to the family course. However, my parents choose to disprove it and feel their methods are the best. I am learning to discern everything by telling and asking my Lord Jesus.

Recent Memories

October 28, 2015Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm Leave a comment

Recent Memories erupts
Recent memories hurts much
A child’s cry etched deeply

“Not me!”
“Not me!”
“I’m not the one who kills the fish!”

“Daddy is the one who reduced the water!”
“I don’t kill the fish!”
“Not me!”

Out of fear
Of my husband’s false accusation to occur
I comfort him
Hugging him
I’ve seen the truth
The one who lays hands on his pet fish is
His dad
Can sense my son calms down
The Lord hears his cries

Inspiration On: Wednesday, 28 October 2015 at 9:25pm

Strangely, I am reminded of the dream where my husband walks towards the coffin and stands besides it. However, the fear inside me is almost gone. Is God answering my prayer to take my life away after I fulfill my vow instead of Lih Shien? Why would God’s message spoke to me during my friend’s mother’s funeral wake keeps echoing? “Those who wants to die, can’t die. However, those who don’t want to die, will die.”

A Child’s Exasperation

October 24, 2015Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 5 Comments

Why must I always being pushed to the corner?
Why must I always let others to cross over my boundary?
Why must I let others dictate my life?
I just want to protect those whom I love.
Why do I keep suppressing my own life decision to make them happy?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why do they criticize me when I voice out my opinion?
This miserably brings me to the pit of depression!
I am not a puppet!
I feel tired!
I just want Jesus!

Inspiration On: Saturday, 6 October 2015

Oh, I can’t stand the way mum criticizes me and touching the things in my bag. Until I blow up and lose my temper. Then she stops. I didn’t want to do that. Forgive me, Lord. I’m willing to forgive her. Why must she always do that? I understand she cares. It doesn’t mean she needs to go overboard. Oftentimes she override my rebuke to my son. It is so frustrating. My commitment to let my parents stay is to take care of them at their old age. It doesn’t mean to let them exasperate and stifle my potential growth. Dad is contradicting himself too. He mentioned that he listened to his mum and brother to stay locally than accepting the job offer in other country. From his tone, I can sense he regrets it. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

What Am I?

August 23, 2015Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 31 Comments

What am I?
What am I?
Am I a ball to be tossed around?

What am I?
What am I?
Am I a child who is tossed around?

What am I?
What am I?
Am I a wife who is tossed away after giving birth?

What am I?
What am I?
Am I mentee to be tossed around?

What am I?
What am I?
Am I to be hurt and keep quiet?

What am I?
What am I?
Am I to be bullied and made fun of?

I care about others’ feelings
I love to make things easy for others
I know how it feels to be hurt
I give and give
Until
I drained

What am I?
What am I?
Yes, I’m a child of God
In Jesus I find solace

Inspiration On: Sunday, 23 August 2015 at 11:59pm

What am I? Am I supposed to be tossed around, Lord? All my parents care is for me to get married instead of letting me gain financial independence first. I thought my husband can understand me but believes his mother’s false accusations. I’m utterly disappointed when I heard my dad to mention a fact. It is a fact that my son is a child who is used to checkmate two sides. Deep down, I am so hurt. Deep down, I wish my friend’s business plan to work out so that i can bring my child to work. It is to produce media and books for children. Her long term goal is to employ senior citizens and mothers (housewives, widows and the single mothers). Though a man gives out his own perspectives of marriage breakdown, he only cares about men’s opinion.

On the day I withdraw myself from my husband, he mentioned that he wanted to glue the broken vase to save the marriage. What does he means? I thought he often loved to threaten divorce to get his way. What do you think?

Everyday, he loves to find fault when things are done correctly. Recently, he was furious when I wanted to buy a soya sauce. The reason I want to buy soya sauce was to make a red chilli sauce. Instead of believing me, he insisted on his own presumptions. Then I don’t bother him at all.

Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Music Speaks to Autism

June 1, 2015Yoshiko Free Verse, Poetry 12 Comments

Melodies of tunes
The beauty of music
Compels
Heightens
Comforts
Own hearts and mind

Bass and deep music
Pours out
My woes

High tone melodies
Sparks
Cute and light feelings

Clashing cymbals
Compels
Noisy surroundings

Light drumming
Heightens
Sense of marching for war

Music without melodies
Shun
My sense and ears

Deep down
Wish to
Dance

Inspiration On: Saturday, 30 May 2015 at 1:37pm

The Music speaks to kids with autism helps to understand myself better. My enjoyment in music and how it speaks to me are answered. That explains the reason I am inclined to songs and musics. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

No Sense of Danger

May 30, 2015Yoshiko Free Verse, Poetry 8 Comments

Jumping around
Climbing around
Explore small lane
Wandering many places
Adventure into the unknown
Without sense of danger

Waterfall
Running rivers
Natural habitat
Animals
Sooth me

Mostly
Swimming pool appeals me

Wandering
In
Curiosity
And
Amazement

Inspiration On: Saturday, 30 May 2015 at 1:37pm

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Experts say wandering isn’t rare dumbfounded me. I begin to understand myself better. I agree that water is very soothing especially quiet and dark places. My preference is to be in the library due to its quiet and peaceful feelings. I hate pub due to the sense it gives me. The news really shocks me due to my lack sense of danger because my curiosity drives me. Strange that people feels I am like a small kid. This is absurd. I am so upset my family members do not tell me much. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Drip

June 9, 2013Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 6 Comments

Drip! Drip! Drip!
So noisy!
Unbearable!
How can I sleep?

Drip! Drip! Drip!
The dripping drop is
IrriTaTinG!
How can I sleep?

Am I being
Too sensitive?
My husband sleeps well.
My little one sleeps well.
Read books
Until they fall
Onto my face.

– – – Silence – – –
Finally
My ears
Are
At peace
– – – Peace – – –

Inspiration On: Tuesday, 21 May 2013 from 2:15am to 2:27pm

It has been months the shower hose leaked in the bathroom of my room. Two days, on Sunday, the plumber came. Everything is peaceful now.

Is It?

January 19, 2013Yoshiko Free Verse, Poetry 2 Comments

What if . . . ?
What will happen . . . ?
What causes this?
Who causes this?
How this does happens?
Which events trigger such behaviour?
Where to find the solution?
Why?
Why?!
Why?!!
Full of WHYs!

Is it an artist’s questions?
Is it an interrogation?
Is it a toddler’s questions?
Is it a child’s questions?
Is it a teenager’s questions?
Is it an adult’s questions?
Is it an engineer’s questions?
Is it a scientist’s questions?
Is it a life’s questions?

Is life full of questions?
Or
Are we questioning life?

Inspiration On: Thursday, 17 January 2013 at 5:40pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 19 January 2013 at 3pm

Oftentimes, the above questions run through my mind. Many a times, I question of the reason of a certain created things such as power generator, cars, auto tap water, etc. My husband tends to laugh at my questions.