Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Teh O best
EUROPEAN HEART JOURNAL- Tea, no milk. Adding milk to black tea cancels its benefits against heart attackes, reports a new study out of the University of Berlin. Tea contains compounds that help arteries expand, letting blood flow more freely. The women in the study had improved circulation after they drank black tea, but they showed no improvement when the tea was mixed with milk
Monday, March 12, 2007
phew!
recently, i introduced my german friend to tiger beer. been world acclaimed as they claimed, germans can too enjoy the taste of tiger just like us here. being the good singaporean that i am, i also introduced durians to him at about the same time. now, he had gone into an asian grocery in berlin and found both items. he tried tiger. not too bad he says. and immediately i thought. oh shit. i hope he hasn't tried tiger and durian together! he's not going to make it to SIFF if he does. ha.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Saturday, January 13, 2007
mao
what a beauty. ooh.
i am almost convince i can be a pet photographer.
anyone needs shots of your cat, dog?
any guinea pigs?
i am almost convince i can be a pet photographer.
anyone needs shots of your cat, dog?
any guinea pigs?
final finish
january 3. the year started with me passing my final theory. good. so 2 days back i finally got into a driver's seat and had my first driving lesson ever! everything went on well, it poured down so heavily. so on the way back MR LIM said, drive on the other side of the road. i guess, it must be all that good training the system has done to me. i just obeyed though i knew it didnt make sense. the lorry driving towards us must have though that this L plate fellow must be high on something. ha. turned out that MR LIM thought the road we were on was still closed and he could go in any direction he directed. i could almost hear him say "here no government. i government!" phew. good thing we came back in one piece.
Friday, December 08, 2006
the next big thing
i thought its the size of a psp when i first saw the ad. then i went to the website. the video clearly showed how small the mylo is in comparison to the hands. ooh la la.
all the free wireless all around town is getting me excited. so i was looking for the right device for this but its too early for anything out in the market for my liking. this was of course before i saw the mylo. short for My Life Online, i believe its going to be the next big thing after the ipod. way bigger than the psp. way cooler. this things are all so PC. so what's mac going to do next?
kudos to the new mac ads
all the free wireless all around town is getting me excited. so i was looking for the right device for this but its too early for anything out in the market for my liking. this was of course before i saw the mylo. short for My Life Online, i believe its going to be the next big thing after the ipod. way bigger than the psp. way cooler. this things are all so PC. so what's mac going to do next?
kudos to the new mac ads
these guys are my heroes all over again!
now, in motion, in real voices. very cool stories from the famous photographers themselves.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
new sandwich joint in town
Julian Metcalfe, the co-founder of Pret a Manger, was here for the opening of pret's first sandwich store in Singapore. check it out at 35 Robinson Road, The Ogilvy Centre, #01-02/06
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
so i was on my way home. in the last stretch, right just before haig apartments, a woman walked towards me. i had a glance at her. she did the same. its denise. denise tan! so i bumped into my ex-classmate. she told me she's been back and working as a vet. that was quite a bit to handle for a moment. then she hits me on my shoulder going "wah! what happened to you, you put on weight ah." then i thought to myself how that was no longer news and then i replied, "hey, you are a girl!"
haha. you are talking about denise tan, the tomboy who just called herself black cat, the basketballer who had issues. she is so girlie now. and yes, she is no longer just denise. she is dr. tan. hahaha. cool man. i got to check out if i have a picture of the black cat from before.
:D
haha. you are talking about denise tan, the tomboy who just called herself black cat, the basketballer who had issues. she is so girlie now. and yes, she is no longer just denise. she is dr. tan. hahaha. cool man. i got to check out if i have a picture of the black cat from before.
:D
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
es'cue me, are you a model?
so ya. what's next? been wanting to shoot some babes. work with models. shoot some fashionable shots. sound so hum sup isn't it? it hasn't happen earlier since i can't bare the idea of having some gay man tell me how to take my pictures. so i thought i might be able to take a different route. strangely, when it comes to local photography, the household names are just those few photographers who attained celebrityhood, out of which, i dare say shoot fashion mostly or are known to be fashion photographers.
so what do i do? i have a dream. perhaps i might become a household name someday without having to be a fashion photographer. anyhows, i shoot fashion stuff too but i am not a fashion photographer.
Monday, November 27, 2006
what's next?
"kitsch katsch! kitsch catsch!" she just couldn't stop saying that. this brazilian model meant to say kit kat, as she went balistic when saw it at the candy bar. she said it so much, its the only thing that got stuck to my mind. i can't even remember her name now.
it made me think of what i might go balistic for. i woke up this morning with considerable drama at home at my mum's. that made me think about my plans for my future. and so the question, what would i do next that will make me go "kitsch katsch!" what do i want my life to be like in 5 years time, in 10 years? interestingly, i was asked the same question 2 days earlier.
after came and i was just reflecting on the need of getting a car in singapore and i followed that by asking ernie his take on owning one here in singapore.
but what will i do next? what comes after singapore uniquely? walking home in that heavy rain this afternoon reminded me how i would like to shoot the rain again. put on my rain coat and a mini little ixus, i will be ready to photograph in the rain.
i remember that i have a GOD to turn to for all this. they are not worries. just good thoughts to reflect on and as some religious types might put it- to meditate upon these things. i shall ask for directions, and thank GOD for his abundant blessings.
drive
just can't resist the change. upgrade to the new blogger (beta). its fun. it works for programming idiots like me. visual design. its great! technology has made so many things accessible to the common people. this reminds me of how photography was always expensive until kodak made a cool little camera so everyone could own one. perhaps steve jobs had that same vision when he thought it will be cool that every household should own at least one personal computer. now, even blog programming is for computer illiterates like me. wonderful!
life's been a little crazy around here since i have been trying to create "art" with this singaporeuniquely thing. since i have decided to shoot the subaru impreza wrx challenge, i havent stop shooting cars. after that came the annual motorshow and then some cool uncle taxi driver who zhng his car or rather cab to look like a KTV disco/karaoke ride. and the latest of them all is the honda car club stream meet up at kallang car park. yes, i now agree with randy, i too wonder why i do this things.
having seen all this cars, i figure its time for me to get one for myself. i have starting planning my route there. so, late last week, i decided to make myself a member of the comfort driving centre. i should be well aquainted withthe advance/ final theories and come the new year, i will pass the test and ready to roll. alright man!
i was never interested in cars until now. i guess i fancy bigger wheels to carry my gear around than my silly trolley bag which i walk up and down my old walk up apartment when there's a mega shoot. i too fancy the idea of not bringing this stuff up and down the walk up any more.
cool. lets hope car prices continue dropping.
Friday, November 24, 2006
rules of thirds
its late and i cant sleep. this usually happens when i have some really strong tea at dinner.
so what do i do? some DVD to clear perhaps.
sometimes i read the daily devotion from church. sometimes i check out the car websites. not so much to look at what there is to buy, more like "dude you need a license first". i get motivated better with seeing what is to come first. reverse engineering works for me.
its also good time to catch up on some locoroco on the PSP.
read a bit of the murakami i started awhile back.
some bits of the bible routine to complete reading in a year.
lost 2 is on now on AXN. i am just totally lost at whats the story's about, the whole rave about it.
nip/tuck, house and 24 works for me better. maybe a bit of the 4400.
now, i really wish we have more than 24 hours a day.
so, the question is why does 60 seconds make a minute, 60 minutes and hour and 24 hours make a day.
and so what if 24 makes a day. sleeping a third of the day keeps us functioning better the other two thirds.
how does that work out? giving up one third to resting the body so that the other two thirds of our lives
could function properly. hmm. we work another third away and it certainly doesnt feel like there is a third
left to do whatever we fancy doing. does that add up?
life-sleep one third+work one third= all extra cirriculum one third
hmm. all extra cirriculum one third
do i really want to play locoroco, murakami, shoot cars, play with my cameras, see girlfriend, see mum and dad, eat, watch movie, write a blog, try to exercise, look at cars, feed the cat, chase clients who hasnt paid for ridiculously long time...
etc...
no wonder they say life is short.
i am happy though. i hope i can archieve more in life.
funny thing how that doesnt work in GOD's economy. perhaps i should give it a shot.
"Dear GOD, let me not do this by my own strength. i know i can't save enough in time for my wedding, for my car, my house and all that. i thank you for your providence. ps: i like a new tooth as well. would you fill that hole please. thank you Jesus."
:) i can sleep now. night.
so what do i do? some DVD to clear perhaps.
sometimes i read the daily devotion from church. sometimes i check out the car websites. not so much to look at what there is to buy, more like "dude you need a license first". i get motivated better with seeing what is to come first. reverse engineering works for me.
its also good time to catch up on some locoroco on the PSP.
read a bit of the murakami i started awhile back.
some bits of the bible routine to complete reading in a year.
lost 2 is on now on AXN. i am just totally lost at whats the story's about, the whole rave about it.
nip/tuck, house and 24 works for me better. maybe a bit of the 4400.
now, i really wish we have more than 24 hours a day.
so, the question is why does 60 seconds make a minute, 60 minutes and hour and 24 hours make a day.
and so what if 24 makes a day. sleeping a third of the day keeps us functioning better the other two thirds.
how does that work out? giving up one third to resting the body so that the other two thirds of our lives
could function properly. hmm. we work another third away and it certainly doesnt feel like there is a third
left to do whatever we fancy doing. does that add up?
life-sleep one third+work one third= all extra cirriculum one third
hmm. all extra cirriculum one third
do i really want to play locoroco, murakami, shoot cars, play with my cameras, see girlfriend, see mum and dad, eat, watch movie, write a blog, try to exercise, look at cars, feed the cat, chase clients who hasnt paid for ridiculously long time...
etc...
no wonder they say life is short.
i am happy though. i hope i can archieve more in life.
funny thing how that doesnt work in GOD's economy. perhaps i should give it a shot.
"Dear GOD, let me not do this by my own strength. i know i can't save enough in time for my wedding, for my car, my house and all that. i thank you for your providence. ps: i like a new tooth as well. would you fill that hole please. thank you Jesus."
:) i can sleep now. night.
its late and i cant sleep. this usually happens when i have some really strong tea at dinner.
so what do i do? some DVD to clear perhaps.
sometimes i read the daily devotion from church. sometimes i check out the car websites. not so much to look at what there is to buy, more like "dude you need a license first". i get motivated better with seeing what is to come first. reverse engineering works for me.
its also good time to catch up on some locoroco on the PSP.
read a bit of the murakami i started awhile back.
some bits of the bible routine to complete reading in a year.
lost 2 is on now on AXN. i am just totally lost at whats the story's about, the whole rave about it.
nip/tuck, house and 24 works for me better. maybe a bit of the 4400.
now, i really wish we have more than 24 hours a day.
so, the question is why does 60 seconds make a minute, 60 minutes and hour and 24 hours make a day.
and so what if 24 makes a day. sleeping a third of the day keeps us functioning better the other two thirds.
how does that work out? giving up one third to resting the body so that the other two thirds of our lives
could function properly. hmm. we work another third away and it certainly doesnt feel like there is a third
left to do whatever we fancy doing. does that add up?
life-sleep one third+work one third= all extra cirriculum one third
hmm. all extra cirriculum one third
do i really want to play locoroco, murakami, shoot cars, play with my cameras, see girlfriend, see mum and dad, eat, watch movie, write a blog, try to exercise, look at cars, feed the cat, chase clients who hasnt paid for ridiculously long time...
etc...
no wonder they say life is short.
i am happy though. i hope i can archieve more in life.
funny thing how that doesnt work in GOD's economy. perhaps i should give it a shot.
"Dear GOD, let me not do this by my own strength. i know i can't save enough in time for my wedding, for my car, my house and all that. i thank you for your providence. ps: i like a new tooth as well. would you fill that hole please. thank you Jesus."
:)
so what do i do? some DVD to clear perhaps.
sometimes i read the daily devotion from church. sometimes i check out the car websites. not so much to look at what there is to buy, more like "dude you need a license first". i get motivated better with seeing what is to come first. reverse engineering works for me.
its also good time to catch up on some locoroco on the PSP.
read a bit of the murakami i started awhile back.
some bits of the bible routine to complete reading in a year.
lost 2 is on now on AXN. i am just totally lost at whats the story's about, the whole rave about it.
nip/tuck, house and 24 works for me better. maybe a bit of the 4400.
now, i really wish we have more than 24 hours a day.
so, the question is why does 60 seconds make a minute, 60 minutes and hour and 24 hours make a day.
and so what if 24 makes a day. sleeping a third of the day keeps us functioning better the other two thirds.
how does that work out? giving up one third to resting the body so that the other two thirds of our lives
could function properly. hmm. we work another third away and it certainly doesnt feel like there is a third
left to do whatever we fancy doing. does that add up?
life-sleep one third+work one third= all extra cirriculum one third
hmm. all extra cirriculum one third
do i really want to play locoroco, murakami, shoot cars, play with my cameras, see girlfriend, see mum and dad, eat, watch movie, write a blog, try to exercise, look at cars, feed the cat, chase clients who hasnt paid for ridiculously long time...
etc...
no wonder they say life is short.
i am happy though. i hope i can archieve more in life.
funny thing how that doesnt work in GOD's economy. perhaps i should give it a shot.
"Dear GOD, let me not do this by my own strength. i know i can't save enough in time for my wedding, for my car, my house and all that. i thank you for your providence. ps: i like a new tooth as well. would you fill that hole please. thank you Jesus."
:)
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
whose daddy now?
"your daughter?" patrick asked. "ha.nope" i chuckled.
"she is so cute! your daughter?"asked kat. i shook my head.
i was really happy. there was a joy in me when my new friends asked if i was emma's daddy.
she is a really cute little girl. i like her. she must a bundle of joy for angel and john.
i was so happy when they asked, secretly hoping what they said was right. i wished
that i was emma's father.
then i heard in my mind "thats how i feel about you son."
i didn't cry then. now that i thought about it, i should have.
i never understood the meaning of GOD being the father.
of course, Him being my father never even crossed my mind ever.
growing up, i always here about how GOD is the father, he is our heavenly father.
i knew that very well. it was only yesterday that i understood that that was all head knowledge
and nothing else.
now, i really know what it means when i am His son.
cool.
"she is so cute! your daughter?"asked kat. i shook my head.
i was really happy. there was a joy in me when my new friends asked if i was emma's daddy.
she is a really cute little girl. i like her. she must a bundle of joy for angel and john.
i was so happy when they asked, secretly hoping what they said was right. i wished
that i was emma's father.
then i heard in my mind "thats how i feel about you son."
i didn't cry then. now that i thought about it, i should have.
i never understood the meaning of GOD being the father.
of course, Him being my father never even crossed my mind ever.
growing up, i always here about how GOD is the father, he is our heavenly father.
i knew that very well. it was only yesterday that i understood that that was all head knowledge
and nothing else.
now, i really know what it means when i am His son.
cool.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
what son's mother is this?
it all seemed natural for his mother to do what she did when pharaoh ordered all male jewish babies to be killed.
the bible says she got a papyrus basket for him and put it among the reeds along the bank of the nile.
having seen the prince of egypt, my memory of it has always been moses floating away in the basket down the nile.
so when i read this again this evening, it daunted on me. what mother would do this to a child??? she must have a lot
of faith in that basket. well, its got to be GOD she has faith on.
then i asked GOD this same question: what mother would let her child float away in the river.
no i didnt hear a loud voice from above. reading further down, he reviewed it to me when i read the sentences carefully.
moses' sister had stood in a distance to see what would happen to him.
and so, it just so happen that pharaoh's daughter went down by the river for a bath
and saw the baby in the basket among the reeds. "this is one of the hebrew babies" she said.
she must have known what her father has ordered to be done to the jewish boys.
and reading the next verse, i got it. it says
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
"his sister", moses' sister must have popped out from a distance to ask her if she could get one of the hebrew women to nurse the baby for her. hmm.
the girl must have been there for a purpose.
and of course, been the nice daughter of pharaoh that she is, she said yes!
and in the following verses GOD answered my question.
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him.
the girl, meaning moses sister who was checking him out from a distance, went and got the baby's mother!
this is beginning to sound like a plot to me. she must have thought of this. she even got the compassionate pharaoh's daughter to have "ownership" of the baby boy for she asked the baby's mother to nurse him for her, and what's best
is she will pay the mother of the child to nurse her own baby!
this is really interesting. i must say images in a movie can be misleading. all this while, i thought how silly it was
of the mother to just let the baby go. what if he drown. so, the truth is out. moses' mother didnt let him be left
unattended. his sister was watching him all this while until the pharaoh's daughter had called them together
and reunited them.
hmm. i think i better read the rest of the bible to see if i have other not so right idea of the bible stories.
attached is the excerpt from the bible i read tonight.
THE BIRTH OF MOSES
1 Now a man of the house of Levi married a Levite woman, 2 and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. 3 But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. 4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.
5 Then Pharaoh's daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the river bank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her slave girl to get it. 6 She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. "This is one of the Hebrew babies," she said.
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him. 10 When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh's daughter and he became her son. She named him Moses, [c] saying, "I drew him out of the water."
the bible says she got a papyrus basket for him and put it among the reeds along the bank of the nile.
having seen the prince of egypt, my memory of it has always been moses floating away in the basket down the nile.
so when i read this again this evening, it daunted on me. what mother would do this to a child??? she must have a lot
of faith in that basket. well, its got to be GOD she has faith on.
then i asked GOD this same question: what mother would let her child float away in the river.
no i didnt hear a loud voice from above. reading further down, he reviewed it to me when i read the sentences carefully.
moses' sister had stood in a distance to see what would happen to him.
and so, it just so happen that pharaoh's daughter went down by the river for a bath
and saw the baby in the basket among the reeds. "this is one of the hebrew babies" she said.
she must have known what her father has ordered to be done to the jewish boys.
and reading the next verse, i got it. it says
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
"his sister", moses' sister must have popped out from a distance to ask her if she could get one of the hebrew women to nurse the baby for her. hmm.
the girl must have been there for a purpose.
and of course, been the nice daughter of pharaoh that she is, she said yes!
and in the following verses GOD answered my question.
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him.
the girl, meaning moses sister who was checking him out from a distance, went and got the baby's mother!
this is beginning to sound like a plot to me. she must have thought of this. she even got the compassionate pharaoh's daughter to have "ownership" of the baby boy for she asked the baby's mother to nurse him for her, and what's best
is she will pay the mother of the child to nurse her own baby!
this is really interesting. i must say images in a movie can be misleading. all this while, i thought how silly it was
of the mother to just let the baby go. what if he drown. so, the truth is out. moses' mother didnt let him be left
unattended. his sister was watching him all this while until the pharaoh's daughter had called them together
and reunited them.
hmm. i think i better read the rest of the bible to see if i have other not so right idea of the bible stories.
attached is the excerpt from the bible i read tonight.
THE BIRTH OF MOSES
1 Now a man of the house of Levi married a Levite woman, 2 and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. 3 But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. 4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.
5 Then Pharaoh's daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the river bank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her slave girl to get it. 6 She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. "This is one of the Hebrew babies," she said.
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him. 10 When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh's daughter and he became her son. She named him Moses, [c] saying, "I drew him out of the water."
what kind of mother is her
it all seemed natural for his mother to do what she did when pharaoh ordered all male jewish babies to be killed.
the bible says she got a papyrus basket for him and put it among the reeds along the bank of the nile.
having seen the prince of egypt, my memory of it has always been moses floating away in the basket down the nile.
so when i read this again this evening, it daunted on me. what mother would do this to a child??? she must have a lot
of faith in that basket. well, its got to be GOD she has faith on.
then i asked GOD this same question: what mother would let her child float away in the river.
no i didnt hear a loud voice from above. reading further down, he reviewed it to me when i read the sentences carefully.
moses' sister had stood in a distance to see what would happen to him.
and so, it just so happen that pharaoh's daughter went down by the river for a bath
and saw the baby in the basket among the reeds. "this is one of the hebrew babies" she said.
she must have known what her father has ordered to be done to the jewish boys.
and reading the next verse, i got it. it says
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
"his sister", moses' sister must have popped out from a distance to ask her if she could get one of the hebrew women to nurse the baby for her. hmm.
the girl must have been there for a purpose.
and of course, been the nice daughter of pharaoh that she is, she said yes!
and in the following verses GOD answered my question.
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him.
the girl, meaning moses sister who was checking him out from a distance, went and got the baby's mother!
this is beginning to sound like a plot to me. she must have thought of this. she even got the compassionate pharaoh's daughter to have "ownership" of the baby boy for she asked the baby's mother to nurse him for her, and what's best
is she will pay the mother of the child to nurse her own baby!
this is really interesting. i must say images in a movie can be misleading. all this while, i thought how silly it was
of the mother to just let the baby go. what if he drown. so, the truth is out. moses' mother didnt let him be left
unattended. his sister was watching him all this while until the pharaoh's daughter had called them together
and reunited them.
GOD is amazing.
hmm. i think i better read the rest of the bible to see if i have other not so right idea of the bible stories.
attached is the excerpt from the bible i read tonight.
THE BIRTH OF MOSES
1 Now a man of the house of Levi married a Levite woman, 2 and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. 3 But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. 4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.
5 Then Pharaoh's daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the river bank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her slave girl to get it. 6 She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. "This is one of the Hebrew babies," she said.
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him. 10 When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh's daughter and he became her son. She named him Moses, [c] saying, "I drew him out of the water."
the bible says she got a papyrus basket for him and put it among the reeds along the bank of the nile.
having seen the prince of egypt, my memory of it has always been moses floating away in the basket down the nile.
so when i read this again this evening, it daunted on me. what mother would do this to a child??? she must have a lot
of faith in that basket. well, its got to be GOD she has faith on.
then i asked GOD this same question: what mother would let her child float away in the river.
no i didnt hear a loud voice from above. reading further down, he reviewed it to me when i read the sentences carefully.
moses' sister had stood in a distance to see what would happen to him.
and so, it just so happen that pharaoh's daughter went down by the river for a bath
and saw the baby in the basket among the reeds. "this is one of the hebrew babies" she said.
she must have known what her father has ordered to be done to the jewish boys.
and reading the next verse, i got it. it says
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
"his sister", moses' sister must have popped out from a distance to ask her if she could get one of the hebrew women to nurse the baby for her. hmm.
the girl must have been there for a purpose.
and of course, been the nice daughter of pharaoh that she is, she said yes!
and in the following verses GOD answered my question.
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him.
the girl, meaning moses sister who was checking him out from a distance, went and got the baby's mother!
this is beginning to sound like a plot to me. she must have thought of this. she even got the compassionate pharaoh's daughter to have "ownership" of the baby boy for she asked the baby's mother to nurse him for her, and what's best
is she will pay the mother of the child to nurse her own baby!
this is really interesting. i must say images in a movie can be misleading. all this while, i thought how silly it was
of the mother to just let the baby go. what if he drown. so, the truth is out. moses' mother didnt let him be left
unattended. his sister was watching him all this while until the pharaoh's daughter had called them together
and reunited them.
GOD is amazing.
hmm. i think i better read the rest of the bible to see if i have other not so right idea of the bible stories.
attached is the excerpt from the bible i read tonight.
THE BIRTH OF MOSES
1 Now a man of the house of Levi married a Levite woman, 2 and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. 3 But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. 4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.
5 Then Pharaoh's daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the river bank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her slave girl to get it. 6 She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. "This is one of the Hebrew babies," she said.
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
8 "Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother. 9 Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him. 10 When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh's daughter and he became her son. She named him Moses, [c] saying, "I drew him out of the water."
Saturday, September 16, 2006
weekend
i forgotten the time i could relak in the morning and take my time to get things done, enjoy my day, coffee and spend hours talking to friends over coffee. this week was quite crazy. so i looked forward to lunch. i wanted something nice. something to reward myself. '
so i walked into this new place down at a popular gaming centre in katong. when asked for recommendation, the waitress showed me me the menu and pointed to the dishes with pictures. i thought, ok. i think i will just think about it on my own since she gave no real recommendation.
fettucine with chicken green curry. cool. so i ordered that. this woman who took the other didnt wear a uniform like other servers. she must be the owner i thought. well then, she must be a very happy owner then.
the food was lousy. what was i thinking? fettucine with green curry?
so when this other waitress cleared the table, she asked if i like the food. i said not really that good. and she said that its inevitable, the cafe is quite new. and so i thought to myself, are all the people including the chefs new? so new that the service is crap, the food suck.
i got my change back. yet another waitress return with it. she came to me with a dollar and asked if i had 20 cents. she went on to explain that they havent any change. this had never happen before in my dinning out experiences. and TYM, the food at cafe cartel is still better, the servers at least not as clueless.
i gave the waitress 20cents. i wanted my change back.
for once i understood why the americans tip. this 10% service thing just don't work for me. there is usually bad service here.
in some ways, this cafe is very much like singapore.
expensive, bad service, fusion everything, strict boss and the servers working for the boss are clueless.
i love this country more everytime i come back from somewhere else though. what could it be that i dont like?
as i left the cafe, walking down katong, i see something which made think again. would this scene look different if IMF meetings were held in katong? would they have budded sunflowers? i certainly hope not though. weird tree it would have turn out. the city hall area is like a fort. how could the delegates enjoy the art up in the biennale if there was so much fortification, so much security fusses. or do they just forget about going to the biennale all together??
so i come home to mum's and remember what i think i treasure most. family. dad just came back all excited about his new purchase. its for titus. he got even more excited when he pull out the toy from the box. for a while, he really couldnt stop talking about how this toy car spit red light as it moves. he really look kiddy at that moment. and
with all that excitement put aside, i sat down for dinner. now, i know what i missed. mee siam with hem. nope, i did not tell mum about mr brown or PM lee. i doubt she is informed about them too. so i just enjoyed my mee siam. want some?
so i walked into this new place down at a popular gaming centre in katong. when asked for recommendation, the waitress showed me me the menu and pointed to the dishes with pictures. i thought, ok. i think i will just think about it on my own since she gave no real recommendation.
fettucine with chicken green curry. cool. so i ordered that. this woman who took the other didnt wear a uniform like other servers. she must be the owner i thought. well then, she must be a very happy owner then.
the food was lousy. what was i thinking? fettucine with green curry?
so when this other waitress cleared the table, she asked if i like the food. i said not really that good. and she said that its inevitable, the cafe is quite new. and so i thought to myself, are all the people including the chefs new? so new that the service is crap, the food suck.
i got my change back. yet another waitress return with it. she came to me with a dollar and asked if i had 20 cents. she went on to explain that they havent any change. this had never happen before in my dinning out experiences. and TYM, the food at cafe cartel is still better, the servers at least not as clueless.
i gave the waitress 20cents. i wanted my change back.
for once i understood why the americans tip. this 10% service thing just don't work for me. there is usually bad service here.
in some ways, this cafe is very much like singapore.
expensive, bad service, fusion everything, strict boss and the servers working for the boss are clueless.
i love this country more everytime i come back from somewhere else though. what could it be that i dont like?
as i left the cafe, walking down katong, i see something which made think again. would this scene look different if IMF meetings were held in katong? would they have budded sunflowers? i certainly hope not though. weird tree it would have turn out. the city hall area is like a fort. how could the delegates enjoy the art up in the biennale if there was so much fortification, so much security fusses. or do they just forget about going to the biennale all together??
so i come home to mum's and remember what i think i treasure most. family. dad just came back all excited about his new purchase. its for titus. he got even more excited when he pull out the toy from the box. for a while, he really couldnt stop talking about how this toy car spit red light as it moves. he really look kiddy at that moment. and
with all that excitement put aside, i sat down for dinner. now, i know what i missed. mee siam with hem. nope, i did not tell mum about mr brown or PM lee. i doubt she is informed about them too. so i just enjoyed my mee siam. want some?
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