Parenting 101

19 Jul

With part of my first very own form class on Racial Harmony Day. It’s like learning to be a mum to 37 kids… which I’m very grateful for.

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The most amazing things

16 Jul

When Joseph’s brothers saw that their father was dead, they said, “What if Joseph holds a grudge against us and pays us back for all the wrongs we did to him?”

So they sent word to Joseph, saying, “Your father left these instructions before he died: ‘This is what you are to say to Joseph: I ask you to forgive your brothers the sins and the wrongs they committed in treating you so badly.’ Now please forgive the sins of the servants of the God of your father. ”

When their message came to him, Joseph wept.

His brothers then came and threw themselves down before him. “We are your slaves,” they said.

But Joseph said to them, “Don’t be afraid. Am I in the place of God? You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives. So then, don’t be afraid. I will provide for you and your children. ” And he reassured them and spoke kindly to them.

Genesis 50:15-21

My heart is breaking for my sister
And the con that she called love
But when I look into my nephew’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe
The most amazing things that can come from
Some terrible lies

– Fun, “Some Nights”

Hero

8 Jul


“Life is not fair. Sometimes dreams do not come true; sometimes you’re not the hero in the story of your life…
Life is not fair. But fair has nothing to do with who you are inside, what you dream about, who you love, what you stand for. Life cannot touch that, war cannot touch that…”

On relationships: Instagram vs Lightbox

11 May

I’ve been wanting to capture this skyline since I started attending NIE – this is what I see every time I arrive at and leave school.

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Cheese and gratitude

3 May

When I’m supposed to write, I usually avoid the process for as long as possible. I think the “What if?” process is the most crazy-liberating, and I’m frightened by the fact that what I want to say never comes out as well as I want it to.  Continue reading

Sad stories

27 Jan

When I was young and foolish enough to think that I could write for a living without much hard work, Alfian Sa’at ranked amongst my favourite authors. It started with receiving his anthology A History of Amnesia as a prize in a school competition. It may also have started with this poem.

As I grew older, I grew tired of the general tone of most local writers – cynical, often satirical and always painfully pessimistic. I felt that this was an extension of the “spoiled Singaporean” tendency to complain and then complain some more. I hungered for stories from home that captured a wider range of emotions and perspectives.

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Chinese New Year

23 Jan


The oldest and youngest.