Opportunity to explain myself

My business mentor suddenly asks me, “Why don’t you get the iPhone 6s yourself and sell it in the market?” Great for the opportunity to express my appreciation to her, “Since you want to get iPhone 6S, might as well let you get it as a way to appreciate you as a friend and appreciate your much help. Why do you ask me this question? Strange that you ask me this now.”

Surprisingly, she changes her mind, “I can get it under my son’s corporate plan under Singtel cheaper but data plan becomes 4G and reduces to 4GB. Not strange as you can earn some income.” I still care about her, “It’s okay. As my appreciation for all you have done.”

Her answers, “You need the income more. My son’s plan is cheaper.” I can understand her needs of data plan so I reply, “Though I need the income, I can understand not wanting to lose the 12GB. My siblings refuse to upgrade their plan.”

I am shocked at her answers, “I need to upgrade to 4GB. And I take it as a training and discipline to use data wisely. Look for free wifi as far as possible. Also a way not to let iPhone be my idol. It has been my idol. I need to spend time wisely and discipline in reading more especially the bible. Many books awaiting me to read.” I am baffled so I question her, “Why would iPhone be your idol?” I appreciate her honesty, “I have been spending most part of the day on my mobile right into bedtime!”

My curiosity gets the better of me in what she does with her iPhone, “Doing things or what?” She is very direct in her answer, “If thing or things are a preoccupation over spending time with God and things that are drawing us away from what we are supposed to be, then they are idols. Like not sleeping early and do my reading.”

More questions to her, “Do you normally write your journal and reflections from the Bible into iPhone?” Her brute answer is amazingly direct, “Not iPhone. I prefer books over electronic type. Journal is easily mistaken as diary.” Therefore, I share my usage on iPhone “Though I prefer write on books and papers, i write the reflections and etc in iPhone so that I can find it easily.” An expected answer from her, “I don’t normally journal (prefer on notebook) unless I have a personal encounter with God or special spiritual experiences. Not for me. I prefer writing. The effect is different.”

Then I begin to share to her about my life experiences, “Thanks for reminding about logos and rhema. I almost forget those words because I have been reading the Bible. Strangely the rhema just pops out and writing it becomes so smooth. Normally, my writing isn’t smooth. Most probably I have been reading the Bible silently because I am not encouraged to read it.”

“Do whatever is comfortable and effective for you. No one can stop you from reading the bible.”

“I still prefer to read it aloud together with a sister in Christ. Better effects.”

“Understandably so. In a Christian lunch gathering last week, an American pastor shared that he and his wife has been taking turns reading bible aloud at breakfast time.”

“That’s good. I feel lonely in it.”

As expected of her conclusion, “You are not the only one.”

“I know. That’s why it’s good to meet those whom can read and discuss the Bible together.”

“Cell group”

“I have asked Chen. I hope the timing is okay. Because Saturday always bring my son out.”

“Choose one day that is week day.”

“I don’t know whether got weekday.”

“Churches have been asking their congregation to join CG.”

Then I shared my testimony to thank the Lord, “Phew. Just now. Thank God for a truck didn’t hit me.”

Oh no! Her misunderstanding for my message, ” Stop using the phone while walking.” So I quickly explain to her, “I don’t use phone while crossing the road. I put it into pocket.”


A rubbery board
Waiting for hopper
To hop and bounces up
Giving hopper fun and enjoyment
But only to a certain extent

Avoiding exerting too much force
Exert more force
The more the hopper bounces
But the hopper may hit the ceiling
Or the hopper may landed with accident

Beware of the
Use cautiously

Inspiration On: Saturday, 17 august 2013 at 1:21am
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 19 September 2013 at 1:02am

The idea of springboard came whenever I remembered the scene in Pingu animation where he jumps on the springboard.

Fly Infinitely

Words are jumping around
Words pop out
Flying words pass by

The seeds of Words
The seeds of faith
Birth out
More words juice out of
The fruits of
The seeds of words
In my heart and mind
As I
Fly with words of poetry
Dabble in words of poetry
Play with words of poetry
Fly in the clouds of poetry

Fly . . . in . . . the midst of
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
My Lord Jesus Christ
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Living the Bible
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
The Truth
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Living in this life

Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly
Flutter . . . Flutter . . . Flutter

Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 6 July 2013 at 1:30am

The image of me flying in the midst of the clouds of poetry gave me the sense of freedom of expressions and release of emotions.


The most comfortable climate
Blooming with beautiful green leaves
Blooming with beautiful scent flowers
Lush of greeneries covering the country.

Jumping up
Jumping down
Pushing in
Pulling out
Springing back to its
Original position
Original size.

Inspiration On: Monday, 22 April 2013 at 8:58pm
Inspiration On: Monday, 29 April 2013 at 12:23pm

The dictionary defines spring
1. To rise, leap, move, or act suddenly and swiftly, as by a sudden dart or thrust forward or outward, or being suddenly released from a coiled or constrained position
2. To be released from a constrained position, as by resilient or elastic force or from the action of a spring
3. To issue forth suddenly, as water, blood, sparks, fire, etc
4. To come into being, rise, or arise within a short time
5. To come into being by growth, as from a seed or germ, bulb, root.

First paragraph is to describe spring season whereas the second is to describe the spring object.

Hide and Seek

Hiding behind
Hiding behind the large pole.

My son and I see him
My son and I fast walk
To the large pole
His dad disappears
We are stunt!

With an opened palm
With an opened mouth
My son

Inspiration On: Friday, 22 March 2013 at 10:05pm

When my husband and I were bringing our toddler home from the nearby mall, my husband did the above inspiration to play with our son and he was shocked.

Locked Melvin

Soft and gentle footsteps
Yawns at the sight
At the sight of dark storeroom.
Climbing up to two boxes
It lays on the top box and
It closes its eyes dozily.
The door closes creakily.
But it doesn’t disturb it.

Few hours have passed
It wakes up
Climbs down
Jumping hastily
As it controls its bladder.

The door opens swiftly
Too late,
Too late.
It’s too late.
It is sitting on
A pool of urine
With a painful look.
With a relieved look.
Poor Melvin.

Everyone is alerted.
Everyone pities him.
One hugs and caresses him.
One wipes and mops its urine.
Poor Melvin.
Poor Melvin.

Inspiration On: Thursday, 14 February 2013 at 6:35pm
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 15 February 2013 at 1:15am

This is the third series about my stray pet ‘Melvin’ who is mentioned in my previous poetry. This time it is mentioned in the cat’s point of view. This case happened when nobody knew that Melvin came and entered the storeroom. Normally, we closed the storeroom’s door to prevent cockroaches and rats from making its nest.

Intro Melvin

A furry body lengthens
A furry body thins
As it passes through the gate
With a beautiful and graceful walk.

Eyeing an opened window
It jumps into it
Scratching the trash bag
Screeching the trash bag
With its sharp teeth
With its sharp paws
Searching hungrily for food.

Once the kitchen door opens,
It is alerted and
Jumps out of the window
With stolen food at its mouth.

It is . . .
A black and white furry cat.
A hungry stray cat.
Let’s welcome him.
My stray pet.
A cute pet.

Inspiration On: Monday, 11 February 2013 at 1:17am

Think of a pet, I only own a chick. The above mentioned stray cat was my stray pet, which stole food from my family’s trash bag. That was how my family got to know him. Gradually, we feed him cat food and it stopped stealing. After it finished the food, we play together happily. We named it ‘Melvin’. This happened eight years ago during our stay in my uncle’s house.

Toddler’s Impulse


Glittering! Hmm . . .
What is that?
Seems interesting.

I can’t move
I want to go there
Hurray, she let go of me!

Oh no!
She stops me
I want to touch that thingWaaaaaaah! Waaaaaaah!
She wouldn’t let go.
Useless crying.

Aha! Nobody is watching.
Now, I need to be fast.
Moving a hand to my behind
Swift and sudden grab of spectacle
Bang it onto the floor!
It sounds light.
* SLAP! *

Grabbing heavy toys
Bam it onto the floor!
Aha, a hard sound.

Grabbing a ceramic cup
Bang it onto the floor!
WHAT? It shatters!
* SLAP! *

Oh, my buttock!
Oh, my thigh!
Oh, my palms!

* GRIN *
Shaun the Sheep
Let me try . . .
To jump from mommy’s bed.
Here I jump!
Wuh! Wuh! Wuhooohooohooo!
My ear and head are so painful.

Inspiration On: Saturday, 24 November 2012 at 2:07am
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 25 November 2012 at 4:16pm

Please Refer to Trusting Toddler Completely.

Before I fell asleep, scenes of my baby’s thinking and mindset had been playing in my head for the first four paragraphs. I remember the scenes while he was a baby. Taking everyone’s spectacle and bang it. At night, the fifth paragraph returned to my memory. Next morning, the sixth paragraph suddenly knocks at my head. Finally, the seventh and eight paragraph came as I think back of trusting him completely to sit on my bed.

I am trying to put myself in my toddler’s shoes and understand his mindset.