China students tie pigs up, then kick and beat them with metal poles

China students tie pigs up, then kick and beat them with metal poles

You know, I love pork. But I also love pigs.

My father used to sell pork before he retired. He was selling pork for more than half a century, starting out as young as 10 or 14 years old. That was his only means of income to support a family of five. So, in a way, I owed my life to these lovely creatures and I have learned to respect them, even though I consume them.

And I feel enraged and deeply depressed looking at these photos of cruelty and torture to a living creature who has no power against humans. I wondered what had prompted these people to do such a heinous thing. I pity them(the humans), for they have no regards and respect to the creatures which could be their food.

I hope they will die of hunger. Just kidding.

"What happened to your eyes? They are swollen!"

Old Flavour

Am I glad that certain flavours just never change.

The taste of well-fried fish drizzled with light soy sauce, together with white porridge now is exactly the same when I had it about 25 years ago. With the ever-changing world, I tend to seek solace in this kind of oldie food, reminding myself that however the world has changed, I am still myself.

How I wish I can go back to my childhood. Things were so much simpler, even the food tasted simpler then.

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Baby In Stealth Mode

DD is so funny. I forbade her from going near the fan because it is too dangerous.

Then, DD tried to crawl very slowly, like in stealth mode, and made her way toward the fan quietly, thinking that would elude me. I was watching her all the while and thought it was very creative of her to do that. But I just scooped her up once she reached her destination. And it happened again and again and again.

So cute.

What I Saw, I Wrote

So many times I had seen domestic helpers pushing elderly people on wheelchairs and strolling around the neighbourhood. I saw it every morning and evening. But one thing I don't see were the smiles on these elders' faces. Everyone of them looked glum and dejected. It is so sad to see them this way. They can't communicate with the maids because of language barrier, and some of them simply pushed the elders to some sheltered area and left them gazing at some blank. While some others stopped to talk to their fellow country mates, and "parked" the few wheelchairs of elders at one side.

Whatever the conditions that these elders were in, I was very sure that they had wished the ones pushing them around were their sons, daughters or grandchildren. Certainly not someone who can't even speak their language and definitely not someone who doesn't even know their life stories. If you have a wheelchair-bound elderly person at home, be the one that strolls the neighbourhood or park with him/her.

Earth Hour 2011

I can only do a partial Earth Hour this year. The weather has been erratic, varying between extreme warm and and extreme wet. And DD is in this year so I would have to switch on the fan and night light, at least. I hope she will be asleep by 8pm, so that I can switch off the rest of the lights, if not, it would be on until she is asleep. Ya, that would be my plan.

My Crocheting Journey -- The End.

Haha.

I have found a perfect pattern for baby cardigan! It's a modification from a baby dress from The Art of Crochet By Teresa. So instead of crocheting the skirt part, I modified it to become a cardi. And the best thing is, you don't really have to count the number of stitches. Just estimate based on your measurements. Ya it's that flexible. The video is in Youtube.

So I had made a shrug for DD. Just continue the sleeves to whatever length you want, add buttons and buttonholes. This is just a sample because I had made it too small. DD scan still wear it but will grow out of it in no time. Yay. I'm happy. And I thought that I would never ever be able to make a cardigan for DD. My perseverance had paid off, hehehe.

Karma?

I cannot understand why people are using this word to describe a nation when a natural disaster strikes.

During the Sichuan earthquake, people said that the Chinese deserved it because of the tainted milk and other unethical products. Now, the Japan quake and tsunami, people also said the Japanese deserved it because of the atrocities committed during WWII.

I wanted to say, no one deserves to die, as everyone of us will die eventually. If another country is in place of Japan, would you still say that? Japan just happens to be situated there, the seismic area. If Singapore were to be there, do Singaporeans also deserved to die? Likewise, all other countries with natural calamities, do they deserve to die too?

"An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." If everybody thinks everybody deserves to die, then it will really be the end of mankind. I will end with a quote from Gandalf(LOTR), which I like very much.


"Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends."

Sad...

I feel sad. Just sad. My heart feels heavy. I can't bear to look at those photos or news anymore.

Earth's Fury

Mother Earth is angry. Really angry.

There's A Rebel in Everyone

How many times have you done the exact opposite of what was being ask of you?

I don't like to be told to do things. I would just procrastinate and then stay put. How many times have my mum ask me to eat my meals and "Oh, wait" was my reply? Many many many times. Even until now. I would still say "wait" even if I was super hungry. So, I guess I can empathize with DD when I asked her not to go near the fan or the rubbish bin, or the edge of the bed, and she still does? Not really. I wondered how many times have I said "NO!"(to DD) in a day, and she still ignored me?

But maybe, we can channel this energy into something positive and motivating. Like, nah, you can't make that cake. Yes I can! Nope, I don't think you can run that far. Yes I can! And so on.

For the rebel in us. Cheers.

Guardian Angel

DD fell off the bed this morning. I was brushing and I heard a crashing sound, followed by a baby's cries. I threw the toothbrush away, still foaming in my mouth, I ran to the bedroom. And there she was, on the floor, on all fours. I quickly scooped DD up and comforted her, crying and telling her I'm sorry, it was all my fault. Then I check her for injuries. No apparent bumps on her head, her fingers and toes were ok. Thank goodness! I thought. But I still feel a sense of guilt from my negligence. I told my mum and she said maybe "someone" held on to DD while she fell, that would explain why she is unhurt. I stopped and pondered over her remarks. That guardian angel would have to be my grandfather! I looked at my grandfather's tablet and said a prayer of thanks, hoping he will continue to watch over DD.

Urgh!

What happened to "motherly instinct"? Urgh!!!

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I believe that all children were born strong, mind and body. But most parents have the tendency to make their children weak(mind and body) by over-protecting them. Parents just need to love their children unconditionally and they will grow stronger than you can ever imagine.

This is what I believe.

Victory

I had finally let DD cried herself to sleep. It was a great feat for me. She cried for about 20 to 25 minutes, stopping for a few seconds just to catch her breath. I know this is wicked but as I lied down beside her observing, I thought it was rather amusing. Her cries were different, with varying pitches and loudness, then silence, as if she had called it quits, only to resume with her number. She was all sweaty and her hair was wet. Well, it did go on for almost half an hour. Then, she let out a wail and all was silent again. I stayed lying down, not daring to move an inch. One minute passed and it was still quiet. DD was asleep. I felt triumphant! And a little bit of guilt. But DD has to learn to sleep on her own, without rocking or a pacifier or my breasts. She will get it, after a few more tries. Sorry baby.

Parents', or Rather, Mothers' Expectations for Their Children

It is amazing to find the sort of questions parents, or rather, mothers asked. You can find them on a certain parenting page on FB. Questions like, what should I apply on BB's head to make his hair grow, or has anyone brought their child to IQ test assessment. Oh come on! Give yourselves and your children a break, mummies! Some BBs are born with a lot of hair but in the end, suffered from balding; some BBs are born with little or no hair but they might be the next hair shampoo model for all you care. And the most ridiculous is the IQ assessment. Unless needed for medical purposes, I don't see a need for an IQ assessment of your child just to know where he/she stands.

Of course, every parent wants the best for their children, no doubt about that. But then, so what if your child looks hideous in someone else's eye? To me, my child is the most beautiful creature in this world. No one can make her look ugly or pretty just because some stranger says so.

Right. I am just as guilty. I like to buy clothes for DD to make her look adorable. In a way, I admit that that satisfies a part of my inner desires, to look good and to spend money.

But I do agree that it is vital to recognize and draw out the potential in your child. So, that being said, DD's legs are extremely powerful, so taekwondo is definitely in the list. And she is also very vocal and "talkative", so speech and drama lessons are next. Oh, DD is only 6 and half months old.