<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696</id><updated>2011-11-28T10:14:28.753+08:00</updated><category term='　'/><title type='text'>anitamukahpress</title><subtitle type='html'>yesteryear memories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-1933024998571974959</id><published>2009-12-18T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:56:56.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>宝岛游</title><content type='html'>七天台湾环岛游可真没什么好嚷嚷的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋冬的气温大约是在摄氏20左右吧！ 蛮凉快的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;台北的101摩天大厦是名牌货专卖大厦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五份埔服装市场真是个服装大市场。 因为正置秋冬，所卖的衣物都不适合我们这些从热带雨林来的观光客。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;西门町夜市则是个集小吃与服装的闹市。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;台湾 野柳的石头最怪，到那儿看石头，吃海鲜，吹海风！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去花莲，路经苏澳港的南方澳。南方澳有一间庙里安了一尊金身妈祖像。团友们去拜拜而我进庙里瞧一瞧金身妈祖像就往外溜。 我爱南方澳的港湾，渔船，白云，山岭，海水，超美！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚间到花莲看了一场阿美原住民的歌舞秀。 哇卞，我和Rita还被邀跟他们跳起阿美原住民舞呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花莲的太鲁阁峡谷的大理石岩层外露，溪流蜿蜒，锥麓断崖。旅游巴士司机小心翼翼地在那曲折蜿蜒的路上行驶。峡谷里只参观了三个景点：燕子口，九曲洞及长春祠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三仙台。我超爱这儿的海边。浪花冲上海滩，翻动着小石子，噼里啪啦的发出清脆悦耳的交响曲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拜佛去佛光山，看景去重峦叠峰环抱的日月潭，购物小吃去夜市~新崛江夜市，六合夜市，逢甲夜市，士林夜市及西门町。年青人游乐去六福村。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;历史文物在故宫博物馆，代表性建筑物有101摩天大厦，忠烈祠，中正纪念堂及士林官邸。士林官邸正逢有 菊展，走在官邸的小道上，菊香扑鼻使人心旷神怡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈！七天的宝岛游可谓：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上车睡觉&lt;br /&gt;下车尿尿&lt;br /&gt;到景点看庙&lt;br /&gt;回到家涂鸦真妙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SywiC_V2SpI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kru36G-ExMs/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywr0iMBNkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/qFIEQ6JDiV4/s1600-h/IMG_1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywr0iMBNkI/AAAAAAAAAiE/qFIEQ6JDiV4/s400/IMG_1854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416752633350272578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywr1ZgmgyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/jxVC2ECLE0M/s1600-h/IMG_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywr1ZgmgyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/jxVC2ECLE0M/s400/IMG_1856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416752648200553250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywr09dJQRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/eMTJIxRIObQ/s1600-h/IMG_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywxe88PWKI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tm9hK1BVn1g/s1600-h/IMG_1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sywxe88PWKI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tm9hK1BVn1g/s400/IMG_1808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416758859644491938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九拱桥位于三仙台的海边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Syw0pbH391I/AAAAAAAAAjM/dG31sCET5sU/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Syw0pbH391I/AAAAAAAAAjM/dG31sCET5sU/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416762338079930194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Syw0p1CKhkI/AAAAAAAAAjU/YixAQc4FBeM/s1600-h/IMG_1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Syw0p1CKhkI/AAAAAAAAAjU/YixAQc4FBeM/s400/IMG_1927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416762345035302466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;士林官邸有菊展，菊花扑鼻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/Sytr2l7uhKI/AAAAAAAAAek/wmy1meLe77w/s1600-h/IMG_1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-976e6488582cb50d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param 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/&gt;从Ｔｈｅ　Ｃｈｕｒｃｈ　ｏｆ　Ｓｔ．　Ｐａｕｌ　Ａｐｏｓｔｌｅ出来，我就朝教堂前方走去到了另一座教堂－Ｔｈｅ　ｃｈｕｒｃｈ　ｏｆ　Ｓａｃｒｅｄ　Ｔｒｉｎｉｔｙ也被称为Ｃｈｕｒｃｈ　ｏｆ　Ｖｉｒｇｉｎ　Ｍａｒｙ。这座教堂两旁都是商店。前面也有一个大广场叫Ｍａｒｉａｎｓｋｅ　Ｓｑｕａｒｅ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;，那儿有一尊圣母像。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走进去看到有一位Ｆｒａｎｃｉｓｃａｎ神父在祭台前摆花布置教堂，心中暗付：今天可望有弥撒哦！上前查询，神父听不懂我的英语，而我指手画脚地问他是否有献弥撒。还带我到布告栏那儿指指点点，真有趣！搞了老半天才会意原来今天有特别感恩弥撒。神父用手在它手掌心上写字。最后就指着前方Ｓｔ．Ｐａｕｌ　Ａｐｏｓｔｌｅ教堂说：Ｂａｓｉｌｉｃａ，然后在手上写１２。哈哈，我觉悟了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在Ｍａｒｉａｎｓｋｅ　Ｓｑｕａｒｅ那儿的长凳上坐着看着一群群的鸽子在广场上寻找食物。有些路过的小孩把手中的零食丢在地上喂鸽子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去参加中午的弥撒，虽然听不懂神父说的语言，但我知道全球的天主教会弥撒程序都统一的。　今天能在斯国参与一台弥撒，太妙了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/StssxM2IkKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/NulXoxZjA5M/s1600-h/IMG_1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/StssxM2IkKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/NulXoxZjA5M/s400/IMG_1357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393954202479792290" 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 虽然它的出现是静悄悄的带着一道光芒照射大地 ，而我就寝于拉上窗帘的酒店房间里也感受到日利纳天边的太阳热情地向我招手。 我忍不住起身，拉开窗帘让那暖呼呼的阳光拥抱我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;头往窗外一探，正好酒店边设有一个蛮大的时钟兼温度表，气温是华氏16度。 哇塞，今天出外肯定赞！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在酒店用完早餐后，AD要去假日酒店参加讨论会。因为他是以马来西亚玛拉工艺大学讲师的名分去参加讨论会，所以车马费可以包销，我们就乘坐的士前往。到达假日酒店，我们就分道扬镳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我拿了地图， 穿过地下通道就到了市中心。我自个儿在市中心闲逛。我是异乡客，走累了，就在街边长椅上歇会儿。 哈哈，可能我长得高头大马，没有人以异样的眼光看我。我就乐得悠哉闲哉！ 好不写意！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;午间时分，我的五脏庙在打鼓。忘了今天可是要自己处理自己的午餐哦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日利纳的马路不宽，只是双车通道。看着从酒店里索的地图，轻而易举的就找到了我想要去的超霸市场-Tesco。 只有在里头才能找到所谓的价廉物美的食品。 我在那儿逛了一圈，买了面包，水果，涂面包的馅料，一些干粮及2瓶看似矿泉水的水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多人已经意识到环保的重要，推动与实行也不是一天两头的事。在这次欧洲之行，可以看出很多超霸市场已经没有免费塑料袋供顾客安装携带物品了。我早就从故乡随身携带着一个环保袋以便不时之需。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然夏日的日利纳也不酷热，我就想慢步行走回酒店。其实从市中心步行只需15分钟就到达我们下榻的斯洛伐克酒店。回到酒店，打开矿泉水喝了一口。 咦，是有气的矿泉水呢！有一股怪怪的味道，真不习惯！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离家六天了，背包里装的都是用过的衣物。 下午就全部洗刷一番，挂在窗口日晒风吹，看来明天总会干了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哗，明天要去参观日利纳的教堂与博物馆了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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6'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-7680673654939164263</id><published>2009-10-15T12:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:59:01.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆录- 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6月8日 （星期一）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天在外溜达了一整天，虽然筋疲力尽但心情是兴奋的。 早上日上三竿才起床，AD说趁还未动身去斯洛伐克共和国前想到奥地利国王夏宫去观光。我们背着里头只有几件轻便衣物的背包，办好退房手续就离开旅社。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奥地利Schonburnn的国王夏宫真的好大好大！不用说，国王的夏宫当然大咯！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噢，是的！欧洲Ryan廉价航空托运一件行李箱要收费11欧元。虽然要在欧洲逗留十多天，为了减轻旅费，只背着一个背包旅游。哈哈，多潇洒！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;斯洛伐克共和国旅游应该是鲜少人问津吧！这次会去该国乃因AD要去该国南部的一个城市-日利纳参加一个讨论会。我是托他的福，才有机会成行。也多亏他一片孝心肯带我这个老母随行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初闻AD要去斯洛伐克，那时家里还没安装宽频，不能上网查资料，只好拿起地图集翻翻查查。得悉斯洛伐克原来是中欧的一个内陆国家，西北临捷克，北临波兰，东临乌克兰，南临匈牙利，西南临奥地利。还好欧洲的火车系统四通八达。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在01.01.1993年才从捷克分裂而独立的斯洛伐克，立国短短的十六年，国家发展也可想而知。不过我还是满心期待着能到那儿去看看。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;买了下午3:40的火车票到日利纳。 我们离开Schonburnn国王夏宫后就直奔Meidling火车总站。我们提前一个小时到达。哈哈，小心能驶万年船叻！唿，第一天到罗马赶乘火车的经历历历猷新！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;火车准时开动，沿途上看到的大多数是一片片的麦田。难怪那儿的人都以面包，批萨为主食了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花了4 个时辰才到抵日利纳。夏天日长夜短，虽然已是晚间 8 点，但天空上的晚霞依然通红。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-7680673654939164263?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/7680673654939164263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-391722865239940841</id><published>2009-10-15T09:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:29:32.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, damn!</title><content type='html'>blaaaa.... what happen? no mood today.  Last night, my niece called and told me that her hand phones, cash and astro card were stolen while she was working in her office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her, "any break in sign?&lt;br /&gt;She said, "no, all the doors, windows and grilles are normal, no break in sign."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "must be someone who owns the key had done the heisting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me the maid that the employer employs came this morning and did the housekeeping.  Then who are you going to suspect?  Outsider? maid? housemate?  I think the maid will blow into everyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the maid's hand phone number and made a call .  I think everyone knows there is no solution for that.   Am I a poor fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece made a report in the police station.  What can come out?  No evidence!  Will the police do the investigation?  She is sad and I am not in a good mood today. Oh, damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-391722865239940841?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/391722865239940841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=391722865239940841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/391722865239940841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/391722865239940841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2009/10/blaaaa.html' title='Oh, 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你几天不去睬它，我敢肯定它长得又瘦又丑！我家屋旁种的木瓜树下，菜畦上野草丛生，待会儿真要去清除了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天在facebook上看了&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/　http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1631984643&amp;amp;ref=profile#/profile.php?id=100000331658244&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;江修士&lt;/a&gt;的评论，我真的感觉这些网上的玩意儿就像一大堆的垃圾占据我平日生活的大部分时间，我的心灵没有空间让耶稣进来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一位主日学老师，怎么可以没有神修呢？只有在每个主日的早晨花上一个小时来备课。就曾有那么一次因为没有好好备课，在上课时感觉是心灵空虚，掏空脑袋也吐不出天主圣言的信息。真枉天主这么疼惜我！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;耶稣，请到我心里来，帮助我！不要沉迷上网了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-5107944294954085031?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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lkgal="undefined" jstcache="54" jsdisplay="m.b_s!=4" jsvalues="$title:m.title;$laddr:m.laddr;$addrurl:m.addressUrl;lkgal:m.lkgaddresslines;$features:features;$lkgal:m.lkgaddresslines"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" jstcache="78" jsdisplay="$title||!$laddr||!$addrurl" jsvalues=".innerHTML:$addrline;dir:bidiDir($addrline,true)"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;也问不出所以然，只好乘坐同一路线的电车绕了一个大圈，睁大双眼看路牌，终于找到了目的地 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Vienna's Ringstrasse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; （Openring, Kartnerring, Schubertring, Parkring Stubenring, Schottenring Dr. K.Luegerring Dr. K.Renner ring burgring)行成以史提芬大教堂为中心的旅游旺区。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ringstrasse 是维也纳出名的旅游景点。国家歌剧院，&lt;a href="http://www.planetware.com/picture/vienna-vienna-town-hall-a-a550.htm"&gt;市政厅&lt;/a&gt;，&lt;a href="http://www.planetware.com/picture/vienna-parliament-building-a-vnparl2.htm"&gt;国会大厦&lt;/a&gt;，&lt;a href="http://www.planetware.com/picture/vienna-a-a660.htm"&gt;Haas House&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/LocationPhotos-g190454-d191365-St_Stephen_s_Cathedral_Stephansdom-Vienna.html"&gt; 圣史提芬大教堂&lt;/a&gt;都聚集在这周围。AD说到了维也纳一定要去听一场歌剧表演才不枉此行。花了58欧元买两张当晚的入门票。整个早上就溜达在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Vienna's Ringstrasse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 这一带。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们是背包旅游，能省则省，哪敢像欧洲人那样花费？一套简单的McD 汉堡包，沙拉，薯条和一杯可以免费重装的汽水就是我们今天的午餐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;史提芬大教堂是我最想参观的建筑物。如果说米兰杜默奥大教堂，富丽堂皇，宏伟壮观，那么史提芬大教堂就古色古香，神秘迷人。今天是圣三节，6.00pm, 7.00pm, 9.00pm有三台弥撒，我们决定参加6.00pm的弥撒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间还早，维也纳的夏天也不是那么热！我们流连在圣史提芬大教堂附近的几条街上。哇，有好多‘艺人乞丐’，‘杂技表演’，‘双人演奏’，‘双重唱’... 这是开始体会到维也纳真是一个富有音乐艺术的城市。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间偷偷地溜走，我们进入圣史提芬大教堂参加圣三节弥撒，体验到天主同在。预测是雨天的维亚纳则一点雨也没落下，我带的雨衣至今还原封不动呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;重新回到了杜奥莫大教堂附近，流连在名牌街上，欣赏着名服装设计师如：Zara, Prada, Louis Vuiton, Max Mara，Botega Vaneta,,,,,的杰作。 走了老半天，肚子在打鼓。哦，我走进了一家专卖三明治的店要了一块三明治充饥。一块三明治可是4.50欧元噢！可怜的AD因为对乳酪敏感，只能啃白面包了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到客栈已中午时分，收拾好细软，就得乘大巴到Bergamo机场。 我们乘搭17.50Ryan廉价航空班机去Slovakia的Bratislava机场。AD说接下去怎么进入奥地利的维也纳，也只有靠天主保佑了。 难怪在未出发前一直提醒我要为这次的行程祈祷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.55到了Bratislava,离开机场，机场外只看到一辆大巴，幸好遇到一位会说英语，平易近人的司机给了一些贴士，到达巴士站后再转入火车站买了两张各值10欧元的火车票去维也纳。这一折腾，到达维也纳时天色已暗。AD手中拿着自备的行程表，地图，穿过大街小巷，花了大约15分钟才找到先前预定的落脚客栈。AD说是六人共用一房，房费是以人头计算，一夜每人是15欧元。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚要快快梦周公了！待明天再去发掘维也纳吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-215025822276711551?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/215025822276711551/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-1949539275377185607</id><published>2009-08-01T08:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:17:06.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆录- 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6月5日（星期五）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;凌晨12.30我怀着兴奋的心情踏上欧洲一游的旅途。今年的生日好特别噢！在机上AD把从KL打包的SecretRecipe蛋糕摊在我眼前，祝我生日快乐。能够随他到欧洲一游而又是在我生日当天出发已是梦寐以求，哪儿还奢求什么？我这老太婆几时修来的福有这么窝心，贴心的儿子！ 愿天主祝福，保佑他！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;到达罗马是当地的时间早上6.15。因是夏天，日长夜短，那儿的商店已开始营业。我们在Fumicino国际机场火车站售票柜台处买了去罗马火车总站连接米兰的火车票,总值75euro一位。我们乘坐Leonardo Express到达罗马火车总站已是８.１５。只剩１５分钟开往米兰的火车就要开动了。我们初到该处，火车站又大，平台２０余处，只看到多数乘客拖着或背着旅行包急速往前冲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前往米兰的火车票也没注明在哪个平台上车，一路往前走屏幕上也没看到去米兰火车详情。 向过路客问路，又遇到不懂英语的，即使问警察他也跟你纵肩摇首，一副不懂你在说什么的模样。 心中一直祈祷可别误了这趟火车。儿子带着我一直往前奔。我们花了10分钟边走边抬头寻找屏幕上班车详情，最终在火车站前端看到去米兰的火车应该在第七平台上车。 火车票上只注明Italiano corroza 9 positi 53,58（第九车厢，座位53，58）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中午12.30才到达米兰，客栈是在火车站附近，满身汗香味的我一落脚就先到浴室里梳洗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们计划先去米兰最著名的“&lt;a href="http://baike.baidu.com/view/1122306.html"&gt;杜奥莫大教堂&lt;/a&gt;””参观。哇塞，还在那儿参加了一台意大利文弥撒叻！  在异国参加异语弥撒真是一种崭新的体验和感受。弥撒礼仪都一样，只是我的感恩之心满满。我欢喜赞叹天主的大恩能让我有生来此一趟。阿里路亚，感谢赞美主！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们坐上有轨电车在米兰兜圈熟悉地理环境。 明天只可有半天的时间逗留在米兰，我们就可以不浪费太多时间点击出发。我们还误打误闯，闯进了一家超级市场，里头物品琳琅满目，应有尽有，价钱也比小商店便宜得多。我们买了一只烧鸡，汽水，面包，饼干和一些水果如：桃子，奇异果和葡萄。今天是我的生日嘛，又是第一天花欧元，也不想亏待自己的五脏庙，就放纵自己一下，一口气买了这么多！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年的52岁生日，真叫我毕生难忘！儿子，借此部落还是要向你致万分谢意！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-1949539275377185607?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/1949539275377185607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=1949539275377185607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/1949539275377185607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/1949539275377185607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2009/08/2.html' title='回忆录- 2'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6368293031424674180</id><published>2009-07-31T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:17:53.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆录- 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 月4日（星期四）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两个星期前大儿子&lt;a href="http://www.mukahking.blogspot.com/"&gt;AD&lt;/a&gt;说可能在6月初前往欧洲参加一个讨论会,问我是否愿意随行。我不经思考就立刻回应要前往欧洲一游。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学批文到最后一分钟才发电邮通知。&lt;a href="http://www.mukahking.blogspot.com/"&gt; AD &lt;/a&gt;的同事就说时间紧迫怎么带你娘去。 建议让校方安排行程。 难得 &lt;a href="http://www.mukahking.blogspot.com/"&gt;AD&lt;/a&gt;有这份孝心，知道去罗马一游是我的梦想，也是我多年的愿望 ，他要让我的梦想成真，愿望实现。 他花了一个星期的时间上网找资料，定机票，安排住宿等。 他也叫我上网熟悉游览地方的地理和位置。 哎呀，家里的streamyx,申请了好一阵子都无下文！ 真他妈的服务这么烂！ 我只好一切交给儿子代办。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因怕班机延误，就乘搭亚航早班班机从诗巫飞往吉珑坡。  11.00就到达吉隆坡LCCT机场，乘坐大巴到KLIA机场。我们去罗马的马航班机是午夜11:45起飞。 哇，要在机场呆上老半天耶！ 只有阅读，念玫瑰经来打发时间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傍晚六点多&lt;a href="http://www.mukahking.blogspot.com/"&gt;AD&lt;/a&gt;就到达机场与我会合。 他拿出他所拟定的行程表给我参看。 哇唠，简直不敢相信我的眼睛，那简直是一份比专业旅行社更专业的行程表，里头图文并茂，一目了然。 我打从心里佩服儿子的办事能力。 跟他一块儿去肯定没错！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噢，飞机延误45分钟才飞往罗马！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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1'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-5718780679340464042</id><published>2009-07-27T14:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:07:41.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='　'/><title type='text'>Long long time</title><content type='html'>It has been a long long time since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quilted from my job and applied for streamyx access at home.   Mukah Telekom gave me the answer that "your  line is bad" and refused to fix it for me.   I was so desperated.   I couldn't check my email, couldn't blog, couldn't go to my facebook....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cis,  as I was comforting myself that no internet won't die lah!   I can check my email once a week at cybercafe or my friend's house de....  So sod off that depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a month to adjust my life style!  My son often called me up: "Mummy, what are you doing?"  My answer is: "sleep like a pig lo!"     My life is to eat and to sleep.   I think my son is worrying about my health and my psycho problem, I could sense it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month of 'dying slept', my son told me he is going for &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;conference in Zilina at Slovakia round the beginning of June.  Wow, It was during the school holiday!  Yes, I wana go to make my  dream comes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son asked me to check the itinerary which he had proposed to me.  From KL/Rome/Milano/Vienna/Bratislava/Zilina/Bratislava/Venice/Rome/KL.  What a pity!  I couldn't help him up!  I left everything in his hand.   I knew his ability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-5718780679340464042?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/5718780679340464042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=5718780679340464042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/5718780679340464042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/5718780679340464042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-long-time.html' title='Long long time'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-2898238764186877344</id><published>2009-04-29T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:41:30.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step out</title><content type='html'>I can't  engage in deceitful behavior;  practice trickery or fraud  for profit.   My heart is filled with melancholy and despondency after I have made a high profit through a fraudulent way.  Good grief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers are now widely used in business.  Computers can be used to scan and edit.   The documents which were scanned and edited look alike as the original one.  The customers  were duped.  What a fallacious business world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am not in the line of business .  I was struggling hard to step out from the depth of the pit.  Finally I make it.   I am now switching back to my quondam job as a tuition teacher so that I have more peace in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can sheer my life into the path soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-2898238764186877344?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/2898238764186877344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=2898238764186877344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2898238764186877344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2898238764186877344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2009/04/step-out.html' title='Step out'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-9022927424132883669</id><published>2009-02-25T08:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:21:55.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fasting Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mb.com.ph/ads.php?id=339" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;It is time for me to start fasting and be more committed in daily prayers as today is Ash Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;The 40 days of Lent calling for acts of self-denial, soul searching, continuing faith in the gospel and Christian repentance begin today, Ash Wednesday, a day of fast and abstinence for Roman Catholics before Easter Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="lead"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Since all of us are weighed down by sin, fasting is proposed to us as an instrument to restore friendship and to walk closer with God.&lt;br /&gt;I as a Roman Catholic observe this Holy Ash Wednesday and will have my forehead crossed with ashes from burnt palm fronds from last year’s Palm Sunday when parish priests will remind the congregation of their mortality by quoting the Bible, "from dust thou art, to dust thou shalt return."&lt;br /&gt;As the parish priest imposed the ashes on our foreheads, he will remind us "to turn away from sin and to be faithful to the gospel."&lt;br /&gt;Beginning today, Christians are called upon to dwell on the penitential season of Lent, a fitting time to return to God by way of repentance, penance, and sacrifice in asking for forgiveness from the Lord.                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americancatholic.org/Newsletters/CU/ac0204.asp"&gt;A Prayer for Ash Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;                     &lt;div class="sidebartext" align="left"&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;Blessed are you, O Lord our God, the all-holy one, who gives us life and all                         things. As we go about our lives, the press of our duties and activities often                         leads us to forget your presence and your love. We fall into sin and fail to                         live out the responsibilities that you have entrusted to those who were baptized                         into your Son.&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;In this holy season, help us to turn our minds and hearts back to you. Lead                         us into sincere repentance and renew our lives with your grace. Help us to remember                         that we are sinners, but even more, help us to remember your loving mercy. &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;As we live through this Ash Wednesday, may the crosses of ashes that mark our                         foreheads be a reminder to us and to those we meet that we belong to your Son.                         May our worship and prayer and penitence this day be sustained throughout these                         40 days of Lent. Bring us refreshed and renewed to the celebration of Christ’s                         resurrection at Easter. &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;We ask this through your Son, Jesus Christ, who lives and reigns with you and                         the Holy Spirit for ever and ever. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-9022927424132883669?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/9022927424132883669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=9022927424132883669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/9022927424132883669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/9022927424132883669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-fasting-day.html' title='Happy Fasting Day'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-8730490516468081099</id><published>2009-01-08T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:16:31.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I was alone</title><content type='html'>My daughter left home two weeks ago.  I was down with fever, cough, sore throat and  a mild asthma attack.  I looked up for a doctor and was asked to put on antibiotics and medication to stop the cough and to relieve my asthma.&lt;br /&gt;As I was staying alone at home, I  caught the sight of an adorable praying mantis which flew into my house through the window panes.  I brought it into my bedroom.  It seems to have fellow feeling on me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, good grief!  It came to accompany me during these silent, loneliest nights while I was sick on bed.    I was lifted up by its presence.   I spent a few nights dawdling with it.  Look at the photos I have taken!  Is it so adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SWWUuzLk3TI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FHHqKpdqdIs/s1600-h/IMG_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SWWUuzLk3TI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FHHqKpdqdIs/s400/IMG_1323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288796869150170418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SWWWzndA9XI/AAAAAAAAAcU/xPSeG0nS4sA/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SWWWzndA9XI/AAAAAAAAAcU/xPSeG0nS4sA/s400/IMG_1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288799150924690802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SWWW4APk6hI/AAAAAAAAAc0/NdfVo_DICn4/s1600-h/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8mzCP_zaI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_kFGFZ0-7cA/s400/IMG_1245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282483546148031906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the dessert.   The butter cream coated yam paste.  The culinary art is awesome but the taste is so so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8sEAV4kYI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LWLwFbRDr60/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8sEAV4kYI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LWLwFbRDr60/s400/IMG_1158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282489335251767682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?  It was served with porridge in hotel at Hangzhou.  I was so curious, I thought it was a kind of edible escargot.  I tried tapping with my spoon but it was soft.  I got one and tried.  Ceh, a kind of  preserved veg called 'luo si cai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU9ck3bBTJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/vWgznqgF4Jc/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU9ck3bBTJI/AAAAAAAAAa8/vWgznqgF4Jc/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282542676351208594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what we had for breakfast at most of the hotel in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8sDifE04I/AAAAAAAAAas/v_7r5ZrCyZw/s1600-h/IMG_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8sDifE04I/AAAAAAAAAas/v_7r5ZrCyZw/s400/IMG_1119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282489327237256066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very famous cuisine in China ~ Salted water duck( 盐 水 鸭).   Do you notice that the skin is still fledged?  Yuk!  Yuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8mz4NCLzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GgneOCjnVS0/s1600-h/IMG_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8mz4NCLzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GgneOCjnVS0/s400/IMG_1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282483560631119666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer roasted duck rather than salted water duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8sCI0L1nI/AAAAAAAAAaU/D6dswF9bfEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8sCI0L1nI/AAAAAAAAAaU/D6dswF9bfEQ/s400/IMG_1177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282489303166604914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, an erected "du ka"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8m0mN2zcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QhvQI8nvifA/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8m0mN2zcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QhvQI8nvifA/s400/IMG_1121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282483572982599106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fish from Xihu really tastes odd,  it has the earthlike savour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU9clrp8lcI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RdsFLfUxQi0/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU9clrp8lcI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RdsFLfUxQi0/s400/IMG_1198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282542690372457922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sour fish ~ more to Malaysian favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8mzr7xp8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xo4CfhUpYrw/s1600-h/IMG_1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8mzr7xp8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xo4CfhUpYrw/s400/IMG_1200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282483557337507778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dong po rou" ~   succulent pork prepared in the clay pot is the favourite of our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU9cmMU6zyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/d4e3b92Pa6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU9cmMU6zyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/d4e3b92Pa6Y/s400/IMG_1152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282542699142631202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curry pork?  Have you ever tried before?  A lot leftover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SVBWwf1R5TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9Vvyk9pPp_w/s1600-h/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SVBWwf1R5TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9Vvyk9pPp_w/s400/IMG_1215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282817754084271410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of Yangcheng Lake Hairy Crabs ( 阳 澄 湖 大 闸 蟹)which cost rmb120.  &lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;The tag marks the genuine crabs from Yangcheng Lake.&lt;br /&gt;The hairy crabs in Yangcheng Lake near Shanghai are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;one of the most coveted Autumn delicacies for the Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;.  Since it was the beginning of winter, we were able to hunt for this delicacy.  The hairy crabs are famous for the tender meat and tasty yolk (ovary and digestive glands).   I devoured this pair.  Wow, yummy! yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-576285288301142993?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/576285288301142993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=576285288301142993&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/576285288301142993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/576285288301142993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-chinese-cuisines.html' title='Some Chinese Cuisines'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SU8mzCP_zaI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_kFGFZ0-7cA/s72-c/IMG_1245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-334256240224683228</id><published>2008-12-12T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:13:49.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool place...Wuzhen</title><content type='html'>Time flies... It has been half a month since I came back from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a 9D 8N tour to China~Hangzhou, Wuzhen, Suzhou, Nanjing, Wuxi and Shanghai. Stories about the Qing Dynasty Emperor Qianlong"s visits to Jiangnan area disguised as a commoner are welly known. The places where Emperor Qianglong had sojourned are raised with graceful, refined weeping willow trees near the river bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most impressive of all is the Wuzhen Village. Mandarin translation of the place "Wuzhen" is "Blackened Town". The houses are unique. The wood of the house is fumigated to avoid termites' feedstuff. All the houses are built with blackened wood. The stilts are standing on cement blocks so as the dampness of the earth would not wear away the wood. I noticed that all the wooden stilts are still in fine condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  have taken some photos  at Wuzhen, so enjoy viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcEPtqxBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9ctDueXN6l0/s1600-h/IMG_1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcEPtqxBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9ctDueXN6l0/s320/IMG_1159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812572494775314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance of Wuzhen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXjxFZSLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/K_EciHDaZns/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXjxFZSLI/AAAAAAAAAYc/K_EciHDaZns/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278807616470468786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The street of Wuzhen ~ I am naughty, I peeped through the cranny hole and saw refrigerator, television, lazy chair... huh, a new modern furnished room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcE6TH-rI/AAAAAAAAAY0/zHtuHtLFafc/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcE6TH-rI/AAAAAAAAAY0/zHtuHtLFafc/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812583926168242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this village look cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXjJqcccI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yf1YtqyL_04/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXjJqcccI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yf1YtqyL_04/s320/IMG_1164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278807605888446914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cobbler found in the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXkAVOYNI/AAAAAAAAAYk/9Wl1PdTMCbg/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXkAVOYNI/AAAAAAAAAYk/9Wl1PdTMCbg/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278807620563394770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this look like Kampung Air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXjSDOStI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Ajan4XpRlHs/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIXjSDOStI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Ajan4XpRlHs/s320/IMG_1160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278807608139860690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is still and the whole village is in stillness.  I experienced a peace of mind here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcF1a261I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jh9dY8jyfAU/s1600-h/IMG_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcF1a261I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jh9dY8jyfAU/s320/IMG_1168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812599796296530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weeping willow trees along the  bank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-334256240224683228?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/334256240224683228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=334256240224683228&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/334256240224683228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/334256240224683228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/12/cool-placewuzhen_12.html' title='Cool place...Wuzhen'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUIcEPtqxBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9ctDueXN6l0/s72-c/IMG_1159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-8479880853425683411</id><published>2008-12-05T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:43:02.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The incompetent man</title><content type='html'>After working for almost a year, I came across an incompetent man yesterday.  A short dark sturdy man came to my office  who had an unpaid open tiket in our hand.  He wanted  to confirm a flight seat which is operated by Maswings from Mukah to Kuching on the 6th of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to know that the flight is fully booked on that day and seat is only available on the 7th of December.    He kept on telling me that he MUST be at Kuching on the 6th to attend a seminar which was already planned by him.   I had the mood to joke with him that if the aircraft is solely owned by me, I would brought him to Kuching on his quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all the while alone, he backbit his nephew in law, a converted muslim lady and commented my Iban fellow worker.  I felt I had the paroxysm of throttling him.  I managed to mollify my anger and pitched my voice low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour of dealing such a stupid idiot, one of my honourable guest popped into my office.  I thought that would come to end.  What did that idiot do?  He raised hell and protested my service.  He claimed for the serious loss of his time.  What a hell he was talking?  Eventually he left my office with a chesty smile on his * celaka* face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, weird, that stupid idiot returned to my office before I left.  He asked me about how I felt.  I was so frustrated and gave voice to my feeling but probably I gave him a sarcastic grin.  I told him that he  who had shown his own disesteem to a certain extend that my customer disgraced him for what he had done.  I questioned him, "Are you conscious of your discourtesy in public?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shoke his head and walked away in silence.  I think his muteness was a consequence of his gaucheness.  This soul really exhausted me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-8479880853425683411?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/8479880853425683411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=8479880853425683411&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/8479880853425683411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/8479880853425683411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/12/incompetent-man.html' title='The incompetent man'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-5111254591219069218</id><published>2008-11-07T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:43:57.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I ....</title><content type='html'>My mum has reached Mukah safe and sound on All Saints Day. She brought 50 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chai kuih&lt;/span&gt; for me. How nice, lovely and caring my mum is! I ran through 3 pieces at a time. I really indulged in those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chai kuih&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe, that's why my BMI is a little bit higher. Since I thought it is overweening greed to keep so many for my own, I decided to give out some to my church pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRKbFsMXvGI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aUALk5PV3wA/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265441436414229602" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRKbFsMXvGI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aUALk5PV3wA/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The appealing chai kuih brough&lt;/span&gt;t &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is still very energetic, she is busy laundering, cooking, scavenging my house though she is in her seventies. In earlier post I have mentioned that she is disciplinary, she always goes for a brisk walk in the morning. She is still doing that now over here, only that she has changed her schedule to suit my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know pretty well that I need to pick up some exercise to keep myself heathy, I have never done that consistently because I am lazybones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum has come, she goes for briskly walk everyday if the weather allows her to do so. I think I need to follow my mum's trend to keep myself sound. I have no reason not to be her companion. Yes, furthermore I can keep myself fit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is going back to Kuching on 16 November. It has 10 days for me to accompany her in her evening walk. I hope she enjoys staying with me. Just wana  share a photo of my mum and my family with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRQF-M0nzcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/CU4l2seM048/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265840430454918594" style="width: 320px; height: 259px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRQF-M0nzcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/CU4l2seM048/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum, sharing the joy on &lt;a href="http://mukahking.blogspot.com/"&gt;AD&lt;/a&gt;'s convocation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Shanghai on the 18Nov and only be back on 26 Nov. Here, I received an invitation card from Jude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRPwaBaZmVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CwG4nONyGLs/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265816719172671826" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRPwaBaZmVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CwG4nONyGLs/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jude Wong PC, Auntie is really really sorry that I can't attend your wedding matrimony and the dinner reception at Phoenix Court Restaurant, Paramount Hotel. May our good Lord binds two of you in one with His Love. Enjoy the bliss of your marriage life for ever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When knowing that &lt;a href="http://suituapui.wordpress.com/"&gt;Suituapui&lt;/a&gt; is invited, I wana meet him on this special occassion. Sigh, I just can't make it la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-5111254591219069218?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/5111254591219069218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=5111254591219069218&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/5111254591219069218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/5111254591219069218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-mum.html' title='Now I ....'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SRKbFsMXvGI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aUALk5PV3wA/s72-c/IMG_1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6248586268098611280</id><published>2008-10-27T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:27:08.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; "Know that the Lord is God. It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture" (Ps. 100.3). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In worship we acknowledge who God is and what our relationship to him is. The Lord is God - sovereign, supreme, majestic... The surrounding nations of the time worshipped their idols. Our culture worships a variety of ideologies and material achievements. But in worship we acknowledge that in the final count only the Lord is God. &lt;/p&gt;The Lord is our Creator. We belong to him as part of his creation. But we also belong to him in a particular sense because of redemption and grace. We know his loving protection, care and nourishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been worrying about my girl's tutorial fees, lodging expenses, airticket fares to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;Now God provides her needs.  I wana shout out joy to my Almighty God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIQxDrVyEZo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIQxDrVyEZo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cIQxDrVyEZo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Jesus my saviour&lt;br /&gt;Lord there is none like You&lt;br /&gt;All of my days I want to praise&lt;br /&gt;The wander of Your mighty love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comfort my shelter&lt;br /&gt;Tower the refuge and strength&lt;br /&gt;Let every breath all that I am&lt;br /&gt;Never cease to worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout to the Lord all the earth let us sing&lt;br /&gt;Power and majesty praise to the king&lt;br /&gt;Mountains bow down and the sea&lt;br /&gt;Will roar at the sound of Your name&lt;br /&gt;I sing for joy at the work of Your hands&lt;br /&gt;For ever I love You forever I stand&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to the promise I have in You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-6248586268098611280?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/6248586268098611280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=6248586268098611280&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6248586268098611280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6248586268098611280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/10/shout-out-joy.html' title='Shout Out Joy'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-3688530418640264475</id><published>2008-10-10T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:53:38.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mama is here soon</title><content type='html'>My mama, a typical Foochow lady who was born in the zodiacal year of the pig.      When she got hold of the high level of LDL in her blood test and the high risk of getting coronary artery disease, she is constantly alert and vigilant of her daily diet.   She has been taking medicine to lower her LDL for numbers of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is stern and disciplinary.   She wakes up before dawn.   She recites the rosary before she goes for a brisk walk in the park nearby the house at Tabuan Jaya, Kuching.   She prepares the food with low fat, low salt, low sugar, no monosodium glutamate ( I called it as Chinese cuisine addict).  Hehe, I am not a monosodium glutamate freak.       Though she leads a healthy life and consumes healthy food, with the aid of medication, her LDL level never falls to normal range.   What a ridiculous!!    Do we say that it is so what called 'hereditary cholesterol disorder'?    She has 4 out of 6 children are having the same problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she is in her seventies, dementia or memory loss is absolutely not an element of her age. Her good memory is incontrovertible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been months since her last visit to Mukah.  We would be able to chit chat till midnight.   I miss the chat so much.   We  can even hang on the telephone for hour.   I requested her to come to Mukah on All Saints Day and spare two weeks with me and she responded spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much I look forward to seeing her in Mukah soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-3688530418640264475?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/3688530418640264475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=3688530418640264475&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3688530418640264475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3688530418640264475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-mama-is-here-soon.html' title='My mama is here soon'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-2142804737711513637</id><published>2008-09-24T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:47:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does Your Birth Date Mean?</title><content type='html'>After reading&lt;a href="http://www.alifebe.com/"&gt; DSvT&lt;/a&gt; , I saw this ' what does your birth date mean?'   I would like to have a try.   Here it goes....&lt;div class="box"&gt;   &lt;h4 class="quiztitle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/" class="quiztitle"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div class="box"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="displayresult"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt; Your Birthdate: June 5 &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You have many talents, and you are great at sharing those talents with others.&lt;br /&gt;Most people would be jealous of your clever intellect, but you're just too likeable to elicit jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;Progressive and original, you're usually thinking up cutting edge ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Quick witted and fast thinking, you have difficulty finding new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your superhuman brainpower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your susceptibility to boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Tangerine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, Superhuman brainpower I have and is always susceptible to boredom. O..o.. I see why some are jealous of me.   Haiya, Why should we be envious of others success?   Jealousy may bring frenzied frustration, imbalance.....  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; addthis_pub  = 'enkrates'; addthis_options = 'facebook, myspace, stumbleupon, twitter, delicious, email, more'; addthis_brand = 'Blogthings'; addthis_logo = 'http://blogthings.cachefly.net/logo/logo.gif'; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php" onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', 'http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/', 'What Does Your Birth Date Mean?')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-2142804737711513637?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/2142804737711513637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=2142804737711513637&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2142804737711513637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2142804737711513637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-does-your-birth-date-mean.html' title='What Does Your Birth Date Mean?'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-4263577515649840788</id><published>2008-09-23T11:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:38:19.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old-school Tag</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by&lt;a href="http://danielliew.com/"&gt; Daniel&lt;/a&gt; a week ago. Now this is what I have in my old hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;I was sent to school at the age of 4+ while my pals were still suckling and pampered by parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;1) 5 bad habits when you were in your school days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Seldom finish my primary school homework. I think I was exempted from homework for I was nonaged.&lt;br /&gt;* Hide and Seek during recess. We slipped into the pepper garden which was owned by a&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; popo&lt;/span&gt; nearby our school. Hundreds of pepper berry scattered on the ground after our visit.&lt;br /&gt;* Chaffing round the class with rubber bands and paper pellets.&lt;br /&gt;* Drowse off in the afternoon session&lt;br /&gt;* Tug of war. I jabbed a ruler into a crack of the wooden wall and had a tug of war with a student next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;2) 3 of my favorite subjects..why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* None of them are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;3) 3 subjects that you dislike..why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Almost all subjects for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;4) Interesting About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Selected by music teacher to represent the class for inter-class singing competition. I shed my tears in front of the class and yet was put on stage. (Sob! Sob! a nonaged little girl in Transition class).&lt;br /&gt;* Offered myself for English Speech Competition. I worked hard and was awarded. (Form 2)&lt;br /&gt;* A participant of school swimming team for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;* A school basketball player for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;* I passed my Senior Cambridge with a Division II at the age of 16. I doubt how could I pass my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;5) I used to love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* playing basketball&lt;br /&gt;* swimming&lt;br /&gt;* dancing&lt;br /&gt;* hanging around the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;6) I couldn' live without ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* my elder brother. I was only 10+ years old when I left my parents and continued my secondary school education with my elder brother. We were in the same class. My dad rented two small rooms in town for us so we needed to do the cooking and washing by ourselves. My brother is always the one who takes good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;7) Who did you call before you sleep at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We had no telephone at that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-4263577515649840788?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/4263577515649840788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=4263577515649840788&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4263577515649840788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4263577515649840788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/09/old-school-tag.html' title='Old-school Tag'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6800258237352847383</id><published>2008-09-13T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:21:20.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonok</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, when I came across 'nonok' at &lt;a href="http://suituapui.wordpress.com/"&gt;Suituapui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;http: com="" 2008="" 09="" 12="" alone=""&gt;  blog commented by kpenyu, I linked this word to Melanau dialect.   What does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I first came to Mukah, this most probably was my first Melanau word I learnt. My late hubby was a 'Cilanau' which means 'Cina Melanau'.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed with my Melanau mother-in-law who spoke Hokkien most of the time.  She seldom conversed in Melanau though she was a&lt;/http:&gt; &lt;http: com="" 2008="" 09="" 12="" alone=""&gt;typical Melanau. I was told that My father-in-law, a China-orientated man had great authoritative manner of speaking Hokkien at home.&lt;br /&gt;One of my naughty niece  said, "Aunty, aunty, if you want to learn Melanau, I'll teach you."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then teach me simple and easy word." I responded with gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;"Nonok" she said and asked me to repeat after her.&lt;br /&gt;"Nonok" I repeated.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, she gave me a big, big grin and praised me for my strong Melanau accent.  I was on a high  exhilarating elation for days.&lt;br /&gt;I was a stupid idiot and I kept on repeating the word and other newly learnt words like: telo, melo, ako, bei, tabei, bla bla bla....all sounded like telur, telur, telur.....&lt;br /&gt;After couples of day learning Melanau, I was excited and I wanted to show my genius for vernacular learning.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I told my late husband what I have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;"ako-I, melo-we, telo-you, bla bla bla, only one word and the first word I learnt 'nonok', I don't know what does it mean."&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha! I will teach you some more,&lt;/http:&gt;"tugei, dinei, &lt;http: com="" 2008="" 09="" 12="" alone=""&gt;........" my late hubby cried out.&lt;br /&gt;There, there, there, you see, I learnt those "interesting and funny" words first from my late hubby before I proceeded to formal Melanau.&lt;br /&gt;I was too embarrassed by my ignorant of 'nonok' at that time.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, do you know what does it mean now? ROTFL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-6800258237352847383?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/6800258237352847383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=6800258237352847383&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6800258237352847383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6800258237352847383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/09/nonok.html' title='Nonok'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-4313561462373061379</id><published>2008-09-01T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:15:18.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The spectre</title><content type='html'>June 2006 was a creepy month for me.&lt;br /&gt;My kids were not around. The eldest son was pursuing his master in UTM, my second son was having his industrial training in Kuching, whereas my youngest daughter was having matriculation class in Labuan Matriculation College.&lt;br /&gt;I resided alone and now is still alone in my own old wooden house.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends exclaimed, "Come on, Anita, are you not scared staying alone?&lt;br /&gt;I was once affrighted by my own hallucination or my illusive imagination or may be it really was  fantasm.   This created a sense of ghosts existing in my house.  Was my house haunted after being vacant for two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;It was a chilling experiment I ever had when I came back home after two weeks away  to visit my brother in Singapore and my eldest son in Johor.&lt;br /&gt;The first week, I sensed a black figure ghosted across my room and stood by my bed with a suspicious smile looking at me for two consecutive nights .  Huh, I was pondering what was that.    I kept my bed room light on ever then at night.  The phenomena vanished.&lt;br /&gt;The second week, I smelled awful fishy decay remains  in one of my room, and pungent smell in the other twos when I came back from work.   I sprayed the room with air refresher.  The smell diminished.  I started cleaning and clearing away all  the unused stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I had a creepy-crawly feeling when I entered my bed room.&lt;br /&gt;SOB SOB, I was suffering from insomnia for couples of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I was bewildered.  Was it ghost or just my psychological disturbances for being staying alone?&lt;br /&gt;I thought  I needed a psychiatrist.  I prayed and asked for God's wisdom and discernment.&lt;br /&gt;Finally,  I made a decision to say a requiem mass for my late husband, and a house blessing session.   I told my parish priest, Reverend Father Michael Lee about what I had encountered past  few weeks. Reverend Father Michael Lee agreed to celebrate a mass at my house.&lt;br /&gt;A number of more or less 35 brothers and sisters came and attended the mass.    After the requiem mass and house blessing, we had a session of fellowship.  The door was opened and banged shut.  Oh, it might be because of the wind!   Every body looked at me weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;Reverend Father Michael told a joke, "Anita, let the phantom one take good care of your house."&lt;br /&gt;"No,"  I said, "Lord Jesus will take charge of my house. The one had been here for couple of weeks already.  It needs to leave my house."&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I could able to take a chill pill.   My insomnia was healed.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am fiercely proud of my own independent individualism.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-4313561462373061379?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/4313561462373061379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=4313561462373061379&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4313561462373061379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4313561462373061379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/09/spectre.html' title='The spectre'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-4295357999365289547</id><published>2008-08-27T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:58:41.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali D 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It was the third day in Bali. We were told to begin our journey to Bedugul at 11:00am. As we did not want to waste our time doing nothing in the hotel, we initiated to go to the Kuta Sea Beach and have some fun. Our tour guide agreed and brought us there.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Turtle Island on a  glass boat.  It was a boat with two glass panes on the bottom from where we could see shoals of fish under the boat. We saw big turtles which were kept in the pond on Turtle Island. &lt;br /&gt;I would like to experience the parasailing, unfortunately it was quite windy and I could not make it.&lt;br /&gt;We tried on the banana boat and jet ski.  Waha...my first try with these at my old age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_zdJErZI/AAAAAAAAATM/ErvR-Ns7MUQ/s1600-h/IMG_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_zdJErZI/AAAAAAAAATM/ErvR-Ns7MUQ/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239093525999824274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_ylTRL3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/tyPO_j4MXlM/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 475px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_ylTRL3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/tyPO_j4MXlM/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239093511010201458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Banana Boat ( six adults on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9mHKFLwI/AAAAAAAAASU/JyNqna5JE0k/s1600-h/IMG_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9mHKFLwI/AAAAAAAAASU/JyNqna5JE0k/s320/IMG_1024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239091097736916738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pond of turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_y65NDiI/AAAAAAAAATE/_4T75aiDk8o/s1600-h/IMG_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_y65NDiI/AAAAAAAAATE/_4T75aiDk8o/s320/IMG_1037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239093516806458914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jet ski                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our buffet lunch in one of the restaurant at Bedugul.  We traced a pigsty among    terraces of vegetables.  After lunch, we proceeded towards Beratan Lake Temple which has a great scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_zkche0I/AAAAAAAAATU/8q4T9oAAwYM/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_zkche0I/AAAAAAAAATU/8q4T9oAAwYM/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239093527960451906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath-taking view with my lousy camera.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9mcS9WUI/AAAAAAAAASc/DRirqgn3SE0/s1600-h/IMG_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9mcS9WUI/AAAAAAAAASc/DRirqgn3SE0/s320/IMG_1041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239091103411296578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pigsty among terraces of  vegetables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9mlUZ-tI/AAAAAAAAASk/NOnIWQZkYe4/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9mlUZ-tI/AAAAAAAAASk/NOnIWQZkYe4/s320/IMG_1046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239091105833286354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the Beratan Lake Temple view?            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9nBUx3jI/AAAAAAAAASs/q6EEuftJbs0/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT9nBUx3jI/AAAAAAAAASs/q6EEuftJbs0/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239091113351044658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A rocky outcrop in the sea located at Tanah Lot, west coast  of Bali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-4295357999365289547?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/4295357999365289547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=4295357999365289547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4295357999365289547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4295357999365289547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/08/bali-d-3.html' title='Bali D 3'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLT_zdJErZI/AAAAAAAAATM/ErvR-Ns7MUQ/s72-c/IMG_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-2439928402681487168</id><published>2008-08-26T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:38:58.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali D 2</title><content type='html'>After we had our breakfast at the hotel, we went to witness the Bali traditional Barong and Kris Dance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Barong, a mythological animal represents a good spirit. It has a dragon head and a tiger tail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rangda, a mythological monster represents an evil spirit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even with the pamphlet which was distributed in three languages, I still could not understand the fighting between Barong and Rangda. It was a fable to me. Here are some of the photos taken, so keep viewing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_LBYmCn-I/AAAAAAAAARE/386-QkXwuTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_LBYmCn-I/AAAAAAAAARE/386-QkXwuTQ/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237628116297490402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Barong side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_LBtvdp7I/AAAAAAAAARM/36ZBvNdPt7E/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_LBtvdp7I/AAAAAAAAARM/36ZBvNdPt7E/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237628121974155186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Barong face like a dragon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_JgwoZACI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zroCiHVSn44/s1600-h/IMG_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_JgwoZACI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zroCiHVSn44/s320/IMG_0966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237626456302485538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group playing with traditional musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_JhDHoaNI/AAAAAAAAAQk/owjsX_bibiQ/s1600-h/IMG_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_JhDHoaNI/AAAAAAAAAQk/owjsX_bibiQ/s320/IMG_0982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237626461265357010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rangda, the monster. Look at the two nenens. wakaka!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_JhXzL3lI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2Icb_B0mezg/s1600-h/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_JhXzL3lI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2Icb_B0mezg/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237626466816745042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancers, servants of Rangda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a Batik boutique, I bought a sarong which costs IDR150,000 for souvenir.  My sis, Rita bought a dress which costs IDR275,ooo.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, It took almost 2 hours to reach Kintamani.  We visited the Tampakspring temple.  Inside the temple, there is a spring where natural ground water flows out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I was told that about 75% of the Balinese believe in Hinduism.  They celebrate Hari Raya Galungan twice a year.&lt;br /&gt;We were able to see the Balinese doing offerings to their Gods.  All the statues were wrapped up with new clothes mainly black and white, some are yellow.&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to tie  a yellow ribbon on our waist before we entered the temple.  It is an obligation to all the visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOz_6gg8ZI/AAAAAAAAASM/0z-mRxzL8jM/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOz_6gg8ZI/AAAAAAAAASM/0z-mRxzL8jM/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238728702180782482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gapura - The good and the bad. This can be seen everywhere on the way to Kintamini, Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP5dbq0oI/AAAAAAAAAR0/nf8N6gJGaZw/s1600-h/IMG_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP5dbq0oI/AAAAAAAAAR0/nf8N6gJGaZw/s320/IMG_1011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238689008878015106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tampakspring. (A natural flow of ground water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP3W9HzqI/AAAAAAAAARU/Gm-3bwnVr0c/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP3W9HzqI/AAAAAAAAARU/Gm-3bwnVr0c/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238688972779540130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady carrying the offerings  headed  to the temple.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOtkxBZKdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/wIS9_0xdN4o/s1600-h/IMG_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOtkxBZKdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/wIS9_0xdN4o/s320/IMG_1006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238721638708095442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are the offerings they made: rice, kuih, flowers, pandan leaves and IDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP4NDlNvI/AAAAAAAAARk/T85rxYyK7ZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP4NDlNvI/AAAAAAAAARk/T85rxYyK7ZQ/s320/IMG_0999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238688987302147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour guide with his 'destar' on his head and the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP4k--GDI/AAAAAAAAARs/qobpfzTcC6M/s1600-h/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SLOP4k--GDI/AAAAAAAAARs/qobpfzTcC6M/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238688993725257778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice the yellow ribbon tied on the waist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-2439928402681487168?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/2439928402681487168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=2439928402681487168&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2439928402681487168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2439928402681487168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/08/bali-d-2.html' title='Bali D 2'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK_LBYmCn-I/AAAAAAAAARE/386-QkXwuTQ/s72-c/IMG_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6336465120046997608</id><published>2008-08-22T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:39:58.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali D 1</title><content type='html'>It took us about 2 hours to fly from Kuching to Bali by Airasia flight.  We reached Ngurah Rai Airport, Denpasar Bali at 7:30pm.  Our tour guide Mr. Micro and our driver Mr. Dewa were waiting for us in the airport. The name of the airport commemorates a hero fighting for Indonesia Independence in 1945 from the colony of the Dutch.&lt;br /&gt;It was a 45 minutes-drive to the sea beach at Jimbaran.     We were served with seafood dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S7zB7e5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/HUO1begt7Ys/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S7zB7e5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/HUO1begt7Ys/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237214603942525842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood with yummy BBQ sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S69Xc74I/AAAAAAAAAP8/tNIs-49LxTE/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S69Xc74I/AAAAAAAAAP8/tNIs-49LxTE/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237214589537283970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocktail as our appetizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S7NkBeYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/VT1aXgikNI4/s1600-h/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S7NkBeYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/VT1aXgikNI4/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237214593884977538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A basket of Balinese rice for 6 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S8E21zRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-rIDCxrBn9o/s1600-h/IMG_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S8E21zRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-rIDCxrBn9o/s320/IMG_0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237214608727854354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;6 of us stuffed all the seafood.  We joined in with the Indonesian Group from Jakarta for a beach jogget.  Huahuahua!  Jogget, jogget di Bali.&lt;br /&gt;It was 10.30pm when we reached Goodway Hotel at Nusa Dua.&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-6336465120046997608?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/6336465120046997608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=6336465120046997608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6336465120046997608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6336465120046997608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/08/bali-d-1.html' title='Bali D 1'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SK5S7zB7e5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/HUO1begt7Ys/s72-c/IMG_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6366853958728103556</id><published>2008-08-14T13:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:18:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali,  I am  coming soon</title><content type='html'>Uh-huh! I am going to travel again. This time to our nearby country~Bali, Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;We had booked our Airasia ticket from Kuching to Bali on 23rd May.  Our departing date is on 23rd August and returning on 26th August, a 4 days 3 nights stay in Bali.&lt;br /&gt;Later we came to know that Airasia is terminating the incoming flight from Bali to Kuching starting on 24th August.  Oh, my goodness!  We will not be able to make up the trip at our schedule. We have  made our Bali  ground tour  already.  What shall we do?&lt;br /&gt;We called Airasia Centre and was given 4 options:&lt;br /&gt;a) Refund the airfare&lt;br /&gt;b) Return via KL to Kuching and need to pay the fare difference.&lt;br /&gt;c)  Return via Jakarta to  Kuching and need to pay the fare difference&lt;br /&gt;d) Reschedule the travel time.&lt;br /&gt;Refunding the airfare is definitely not in our mind.  Now, its the matter of air fare compensation .  We have to pay the fare difference of RM 300++ via KL and RM200++ via Jakarta. We ended up with Solution c, reschedule the travel time to 16th August without addition of any airfare. Our Bali ground tour is rearranged. Unfortunately our previously booked hotel, Mercure Kuta hotel rooms are unavailable at the new stated time.&lt;br /&gt;I come to know Indonesia Independence Day falls on 17 August, thats why most of the hotels are fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;We had no choice. We made a new hotel booking~Goodway Hotel. It is at Nusa Dua which is to the South-east of  Bali Ngurah Rai Airport.&lt;br /&gt;After searching through internet, I was and is quite disappointed. The hotel is not at the seaside. If we want to have a dip in the sea, we need to get a ride. We were told that we can easily catch a taxi to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Though I live in Mukah, a fishing village by the sea, I never like to dip my whole self into the water because the water is not clear.&lt;br /&gt;Since 17th August is Indonesia Independence Day, I hope we can see Balinese style of celebrating their independence day.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of the map, I shall not be lost, that is for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-6366853958728103556?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/6366853958728103556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=6366853958728103556&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6366853958728103556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6366853958728103556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/08/bali-i-am-coming-soon.html' title='Bali,  I am  coming soon'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-7341684382232980451</id><published>2008-08-09T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:15:28.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>I took a break to visit my mom who celebrated her 73rd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to see, my three brothers were not around.  My sister Patricia came all the way back from Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;My mom was very happy to see two of us.  She did not complain her sons for not being able to be with her. She is always grateful for little, little things.&lt;br /&gt;She is so understanding.&lt;br /&gt;She recites her rosary every morning.&lt;br /&gt;Mom, may our good Lord bless you with good health and long life.&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in Kuching, I flew over the South China Sea to meet my son and only daughter in UTM, Skudai.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Senai airport at around 8.00pm.  My son, AD was already there waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to meet Fr. Paul and two youths, Simon and Daniel Liew~a blogger with his  site at http://danielliew.com/&lt;br /&gt;After a week break, back to my work again.  It took me a week to clear my table.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Saturday, my boss is not in, so i have a little time to come and scrawl here again.&lt;br /&gt;I have FOUR questions in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Is boss always bragging?&lt;br /&gt;2.  Is boss always in the right?&lt;br /&gt;3.  Is boss always tyrannic, having autocratic behaviour?&lt;br /&gt;4.  Is boss always as chesty as a peacock, boasting about his fanlike tail?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, hope I can manage well with my emotion because I am inexperienced  in this tourism industry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-7341684382232980451?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/7341684382232980451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=7341684382232980451&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/7341684382232980451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/7341684382232980451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-3620871683874546326</id><published>2008-07-24T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:30:26.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Chinese superstitions</title><content type='html'>I was just back from a funeral mass.  The funeral mass for Melanau here was celebrated at 1.00pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I think we Chinese traditionally don't allow  burial to be done in the afternoon.  The earlier the better.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from the oldies that it is not advisable to bury the corpse in the afternoon especially when the sun is shinning brightly.  Our shadows may fall on the coffin and our souls will be taken away by the deceased one.  Then you'll  face  great trouble in near future, having obstacles in life, job or health.&lt;br /&gt;The second superstitious thing : the deceased one who passed away in the hospital should not be brought back to his/her own house.   The deceased must sent right from hospital to the burial site which his/her family's member had chosen with good "feng shui".&lt;br /&gt;When my late hubby went to our Lord six years back in Kuching General Hospital, we traveled all the way from Kuching back to Mukah.  I decided and insisted to bring the coffin back home. Everybody  said "tik ki" and gossiped at my back.&lt;br /&gt;Wake prayer was recited for 7 consecutive nights followed by a requiem mass with blessing of house.&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is my shepherd, there is nothing I shall want"&lt;br /&gt;I clung to God.  The only prayer was " Lord, I have no say for taking away my hubby because life is given by You, but bless my sons and daughters."&lt;br /&gt;In God's hand nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I experience abundant blessings from God.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God and Praise the Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-3620871683874546326?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/3620871683874546326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=3620871683874546326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3620871683874546326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3620871683874546326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-chinese-superstitions.html' title='2 Chinese superstitions'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-940755782937591406</id><published>2008-07-23T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:07:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Daniel</title><content type='html'>Happy that i was tagged too. This shows that someone remember me lo. Thanks Daniel!! I agree with mi, &lt;a href="http://danielliew.com/"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt; writes good articles. Spare your time to read his blog.&lt;br /&gt;I better reply before leaving the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;/strong&gt; Always not with me. sometimes need to call, listen n search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Your significant other?&lt;/strong&gt; None at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Your hair?&lt;/strong&gt; brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Your mother?&lt;/strong&gt; My maternal mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Your father?&lt;/strong&gt; My paternal father and God the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Your favorite thing?&lt;/strong&gt; Day dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Your dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;Round the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Your favorite drink?&lt;/strong&gt; Capuccino , kopi-O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Your dream/goal?&lt;/strong&gt; Happy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. The room you’re in?&lt;/strong&gt; Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Your hobby?&lt;/strong&gt; Changes now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Your fear?&lt;/strong&gt; Fear God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 year?&lt;/strong&gt; Still in Mukah, travelling round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What you’re not?&lt;/strong&gt; Bionic woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Muffins?&lt;/strong&gt; blue berry flavour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. One of your wish list items?&lt;/strong&gt; A trip to Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Where you grew up?&lt;/strong&gt; Sibu and Mukah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. The last thing you did?&lt;/strong&gt; Day dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt; Specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Favorite gadget?&lt;/strong&gt; handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Your pets?&lt;/strong&gt; The praying mantis that flew into my house at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Your computer?&lt;/strong&gt; one in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Your mood?&lt;/strong&gt; Happy most of the time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Missing someone?&lt;/strong&gt; Nope…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Your car?&lt;/strong&gt; Perodua Viva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Something you’re not wearing?&lt;/strong&gt; bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Favourite store?&lt;/strong&gt; Not 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Like someone?&lt;/strong&gt; Most people, young and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Your favorite color?&lt;/strong&gt; black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed?&lt;/strong&gt; Just now, with my customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Last time you cried?&lt;/strong&gt; shed tears only. Cried six years ago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-940755782937591406?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/940755782937591406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=940755782937591406&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/940755782937591406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/940755782937591406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-daniel.html' title='Tagged by Daniel'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-8167234202336069801</id><published>2008-07-04T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:50:16.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>戴 廉 价项 链  女 童 中 毒</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;(天 津 2日 综 合 电 )中 国 天 津 市 一 名 三 岁 女 童 连 日 发 烧 、 严 重 嗜 睡 、 经 过 血 液 检 查 ， 罪 魁 祸 首 居 然 是 一 条 廉 价 的 金 属 项 链 。&lt;br /&gt;北 方 网 报 道 ， 周 二 上 午 ， 在 中 国 解 放 军 二 五 四 医 院 ， 一 名 精 神 萎 靡 的 女 童 正 在 接 受 检 查 。&lt;br /&gt;报 道  说 ， 女 童 静 静 躺 在 母 亲 的 怀 抱 里 ， 始 终 紧 闭 双 眼 ， 医 生 几 次 问 话 ， 她 都 没 睁 眼 。 撩 起 女 童 脖 子 上 一 串 银 光 闪 闪 的 项 链 ， 医 生 发 现 她 的 脖 子 上 满 是 红 色 丘 疹 ， 脖 子 根 部 ， 一 个 曾 被 蚊 子 叮 咬 的 伤 口 已 经 化 脓 。&lt;br /&gt;由 于 女 童 有 精 神 不 振 ， 嗜 睡 现 象 ， 医 生 为 她 进 行 血 液 化 验 。 结 果 显 示 ， 女 童 血 液 中 金 属 含 量 较 高 ， 属 于 重 金 属 中 毒 。&lt;br /&gt;女 童 脖 子 上 的 项 链 吸 引 医 生 注 意 。 女 童 母 亲 称 ， 项 链 是 一 周 前 她 在 地 摊 上 购 买 的 ， 当 时 摊 主 承 诺 项 链 是&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 特 殊 合 成 金 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;制 成 ， 永 远 不 会 掉 色 ， 她 花 了 人 民 币 5块 钱 给 女 儿 买 了 一 条 ， 却 不 清 楚 项 链 的 材 质 。&lt;br /&gt;听 完 母 亲 的 叙 述 ， 医 生 判 断 罪 魁 祸 首 很 可 能 是 女 童 脖 子 上 的 项 链 。&lt;br /&gt;皮 肤 科 医 生 说 ， 长 期 佩 戴 重 金 属 超 标 的 首 饰 可 能 造 成 重 金 属 中 毒 。 夏 季 以 来 该 科 已 先 后 治 疗 60多 名 佩 戴 廉 价 首 饰 引 发 皮 肤 病 患 者 ， 而 这 些 让 人 体 过 敏 的 廉 价 首 饰 ， 都 是 从 地 摊 和 小 商 店 购 买 。&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;摘 自 星 洲 日 报 综 合 版 2008年 7 月 3日&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看 过 了 这 篇 报 道 ，诸 位 有 何 感 想 ？  敝 人  就 感 慨 女 人 嘛 ， 都 是 爱 美 的 啦 ！总 喜 欢 买 些 首 饰 往 身 上 戴 ！ 不 可 否 认 ， 穿 戴 起 来 也 真 的 漂 亮 多 了 ！戴 真 金 首 饰 又 怕 匪 徒 盯 上 ， 分 分 钟 被 强，   搞 不 好 连 命 都 不 保 。有 鉴 与 此 ， 也 只 好 买 些 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;价 廉 物 美&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;的 首 饰&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;戴 咯 ！&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很 多 时 候 看 到 那 些 从 中 国 大 陆 提 着 大 包 小 包 物 品 的 阿 姨 ， 沿 街 售 卖 。里 头 有 穿 戴 的 首 饰 、 吃 的 药 材 和 蜜 饯  、 用 的 内 衣 内 裤  、 看 的 DVD片 ， 应 有 尽 有 ， 数 也 数 不 尽 。&lt;br /&gt;在 我 们 国 家 地 摊 和 小 商 店 也 都 有 这 类 物 品 出 售。可 这 些 东 西 料 想 也 是 没 有 经 过 品 质 管 理 ， 充 斥 市 场 的 滥 竽 吧 ！ 诸 位 ， 请 你 们 不 要 吝 啬 在 此 留 言 留 言  你 们 用 过 的 那 些 所 谓 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;价 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;廉 物 美&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 品 的 品 质 吧 ！    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-8167234202336069801?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/8167234202336069801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=8167234202336069801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/8167234202336069801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/8167234202336069801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='戴 廉 价项 链  女 童 中 毒'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-1495375002403571085</id><published>2008-07-02T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:17.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter n Paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm-QTyt3sI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/j_UiVX4pXTM/s1600-h/DSC05739.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Peter the apostle and Paul the teacher have brought us to know the law of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The feast of Sts Peter and Paul falls on 29 of June.   Sts Peter and Paul are our church patron saints nevertheless  you know the name of  Mukah Parish Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Our feast day Eucharistic Celebration was celebrated in bilingual, Melanau and Bahasa malaysia as majority of the congregation is Melanau.  The installation of Parish Councilors and Church Wardens were done in the church during the Eucharistic Celebration.  All the parish councilors are in coat whereas the wardens are all in black Melanau costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;o...yes, when I first came to Mukah , I was told that a few Melanaus pursued black magic by my late husband who was a Chinese Melanau.  Black magic, black costume, are they related?  I like black wear so that I may not look plump.  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm-QTyt3sI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/j_UiVX4pXTM/s1600-h/DSC05739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm-QTyt3sI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/j_UiVX4pXTM/s200/DSC05739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217910830685609666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sts Peter &amp;amp; Paul Parish Councilors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm8VPQmeBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CeuQV94hZs4/s1600-h/DSC05745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm8VPQmeBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CeuQV94hZs4/s200/DSC05745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217908716344866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The Church Wardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm8VdbACbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VAICP0mRVJY/s1600-h/DSC05735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm8VdbACbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VAICP0mRVJY/s200/DSC05735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217908720146581938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The Melanau girls in their traditional costumes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm-Q58Xz_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/V45DcWhhbf4/s1600-h/DSC05639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm-Q58Xz_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/V45DcWhhbf4/s200/DSC05639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217910840926654450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Musical instrument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGnaor2tTdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Spr8EV1wBQY/s1600-h/DSC05746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGnaor2tTdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Spr8EV1wBQY/s200/DSC05746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942035787238866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Irene Lim stands by St Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm8UhnAyPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BB0oZcJgYMs/s1600-h/DSC05646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm8UhnAyPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BB0oZcJgYMs/s200/DSC05646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217908704090835186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Receiving Letter of Appointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGnZI4soMuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_lSFaeAG-Gw/s1600-h/certificate%28n%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGnZI4soMuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_lSFaeAG-Gw/s200/certificate%28n%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217940389967180514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Here it is, a letter of appointment for the term 2008 - 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-1495375002403571085?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/1495375002403571085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGm-QTyt3sI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/j_UiVX4pXTM/s72-c/DSC05739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-2176371367026106731</id><published>2008-06-25T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>工 作 坊 、 喜  乐 伴</title><content type='html'>5月 25日 是 天 主 教 教 会 庆 祝 耶 稣 圣 体 圣 血 节。 我 们 沐 胶 圣 伯 多 禄 与 保 禄 堂 口 华 人 教 友 会 举 办 儿 童 生 活 营 。 来 参 加 这 次 生 活 营 的 人 数 大约 有 65人 。&lt;br /&gt;师 资 是 由 二 位 传 道 员 与 三 位 老 师 所 组 成 的 队 伍 ， 老 远 从 诗 巫 驱 车 到 这 儿 帮 忙 。&lt;br /&gt;连 接 诗 巫 ~沐 胶 主 干 公 路 众 所 周 知 由 于 邻 近 是 煤 矿 区 ， 大 型 卡 车 载 着 满 载 煤 炭 在 这 条 公 路 上 来 回 行 驶 ， 怎 叫 它 不 满 目 疮 痍 ， 凹 凸 不 平 呢 ？ 这 项 工 程 何 时 完 工 ？ 真 辛 苦 了 我 们 的 老 师 ！&lt;br /&gt;由 购 买 食 品 到 食 物 摆 上 桌 供 老 师 和 小 宝 贝 们 享 用 都 是 由 几 位 热 心 侍 奉 的 姐 妹 一 脚 踢 。不 瞒 对 你 们 说 她 们 有 些 是 婆 婆 级 人 马 ， 有 一 位 还 是 太 祖 母 叻 ！ 心 灵 的 喜 乐 已 抚 平 了 肉 身 肢 体 的 疲 劳 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“............. 你 们 的 勤 劳 在 主 内 决 不 会 落 空 。 “ 格 林 多 前 15： 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就 以 这 节 圣 言 与 大 家 共 勉 之。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpaFg1OoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/U3j374oT5YA/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215354634116610690" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpaFg1OoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/U3j374oT5YA/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBsbs2UbEI/AAAAAAAAANY/oylP1wwoAXg/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215287591646293058" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBsbs2UbEI/AAAAAAAAANY/oylP1wwoAXg/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这 就 是 我 们 生 活 营 其 中 一 餐 的 菜 肴 ， 鸡 蛋 与 茶 水 乃 点 心 之 一 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBsdHH-_tI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kskn-JeaM50/s1600-h/IMG_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215287615879577298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBsdHH-_tI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kskn-JeaM50/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZwbZA5iI/AAAAAAAAALg/_3IJSMAbDNU/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214141157109458466" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZwbZA5iI/AAAAAAAAALg/_3IJSMAbDNU/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学 生 用 餐 时 之 情 景&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpZs6S8mI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AKJg60TYaPg/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215354627512529506" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpZs6S8mI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AKJg60TYaPg/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpaRjzW0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/tP10jCJv1dg/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215354637350296386" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpaRjzW0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/tP10jCJv1dg/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚 间 结 束 晚 会 时 学 生 们 的 表 演 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBseMLQGOI/AAAAAAAAANw/jvTa-bXiaSI/s1600-h/IMG_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215287634415327458" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBseMLQGOI/AAAAAAAAANw/jvTa-bXiaSI/s320/IMG_0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBsdlgq9xI/AAAAAAAAANo/r6zUmbsKRR4/s1600-h/IMG_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215287624036185874" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGBsdlgq9xI/AAAAAAAAANo/r6zUmbsKRR4/s320/IMG_0844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;生 活 营 师 生 工 作 人 员 合 照 与 学 生 上 课 一景 。呵 呵 ， 我 的 摄 影 技 术 差 劲 ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZw1DAjtI/AAAAAAAAALo/iEYXu5FnEHk/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214141163996483282" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZw1DAjtI/AAAAAAAAALo/iEYXu5FnEHk/s320/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZxzsebxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O_8UwIxwG7w/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214141180813405970" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZxzsebxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O_8UwIxwG7w/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxzRSnaALI/AAAAAAAAAMI/72X5yeMjZPg/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214169209480282290" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxzRSnaALI/AAAAAAAAAMI/72X5yeMjZPg/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZxawD7lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0V5QX-_9TMI/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214141174117559890" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxZxawD7lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0V5QX-_9TMI/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxzSIz8KCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aTXax7GDjeA/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214169224028366882" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxzSIz8KCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aTXax7GDjeA/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxzSdxdHPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OqE93F4eUWM/s1600-h/IMG_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214169229655088370" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFxzSdxdHPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OqE93F4eUWM/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;瞧一 瞧 ， 猜 一 猜 ， 哪 位 是 太 祖 母 ？ 哈 哈 ！ ！ 我 们 都 叫 她 "阿 嬷 ， 阿 嬷 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-2176371367026106731?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/2176371367026106731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=2176371367026106731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2176371367026106731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/2176371367026106731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_25.html' title='工 作 坊 、 喜  乐 伴'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SGCpaFg1OoI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/U3j374oT5YA/s72-c/IMG_0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-86288966020115069</id><published>2008-06-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:21.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolest photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLDING  THE  SUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhvhuKfzjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mgJyBA4X1qQ/s1600-h/image0011%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhvhuKfzjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mgJyBA4X1qQ/s320/image0011%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213039193799773746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDGE  OF  THE  HURRICANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhvh-vWEeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/XkKMYfEE5Oc/s1600-h/image0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhvh-vWEeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/XkKMYfEE5Oc/s320/image0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213039198249292258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRE  STARTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFilyz9E1fI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4nQ_v_fuAeI/s1600-h/image0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFilyz9E1fI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4nQ_v_fuAeI/s320/image0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213098861039769074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING  CLOUD  FORMATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhuV8yepSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zDfqILpqNXE/s1600-h/image0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhuV8yepSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zDfqILpqNXE/s320/image0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213037892055508258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT  A  GOOD  DAY  FOR  SURFING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhviH6CxOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Hko89StQMDk/s1600-h/image0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhviH6CxOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Hko89StQMDk/s320/image0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213039200710083810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY  IN  HAWAII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhuVCkQSjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GGDfxXvzAvY/s1600-h/image0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhuVCkQSjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GGDfxXvzAvY/s320/image0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213037876426590770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY  IN  CHINA  (Swimming Pool)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhuVUF1MjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xbdA5oP_gBQ/s1600-h/image0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhuVUF1MjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xbdA5oP_gBQ/s320/image0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213037881130824242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY  IN  INDIA (A PLAGUE OF RATS?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFh1Z5ADetI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DxW8TAMqEyI/s1600-h/image0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFh1Z5ADetI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DxW8TAMqEyI/s320/image0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213045656339577554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY  IN  AMERICA (STAIRCASE FOR ???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhtjgcvPKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/53airovR1Z8/s1600-h/image01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhtjgcvPKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/53airovR1Z8/s320/image01212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213037025454668962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY  IN  THAILAND  (Ee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.cold-blooded too?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFh2gBlZvDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UDLhcUbCJu8/s1600-h/image01111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFh2gBlZvDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UDLhcUbCJu8/s320/image01111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046861234551858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY  IN  TEXAS ( Cow Wash)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhtkKNittI/AAAAAAAAAII/BR_4btRv1Zc/s1600-h/image01010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFhtkKNittI/AAAAAAAAAII/BR_4btRv1Zc/s320/image01010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213037036665222866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND  HERE  IS  THE  BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFh2f54L6EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PhOqh-M3TwQ/s1600-h/image0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFh2f54L6EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PhOqh-M3TwQ/s320/image0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046859165853762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOK!  I  HAVE  ONE  TOO,  Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFivNVVdQPI/AAAAAAAAALA/-9v35gZNRl0/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SFivNVVdQPI/AAAAAAAAALA/-9v35gZNRl0/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213109212281651442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-86288966020115069?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/86288966020115069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=86288966020115069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-3488720444454035373</id><published>2008-06-10T15:56:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:21.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>今 日  。 思 前 想 后</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SE9uQc8aWbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jwtsmccjacQ/s1600-h/IMG_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210504522817493426" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SE9uQc8aWbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jwtsmccjacQ/s320/IMG_0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peter Azam and Lucy Yennie, a newly married couple with AD, me Dora n Morgan after the matrimony in Sts Peter &amp;amp; Paul Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;邻 家 的 儿 子Azam 要 成 家 了 ， 真 替 他 感 到 高 兴 ， 也 分 享 到 他 的 喜 悦 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我 家 老 大 ， 老 二 收 到 料 后 也 各 自 买 了 机 票 老 远 从 柔 佛 和 沙 巴 回 故 乡 参 加 他 的 婚 礼 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Azam可 说 是我 家 二 个 小 皮 猴 的 童 年 玩 伴 。 他 是 带 头 先 锋 ， 点 子 多， 玩 得 花 样 也 多 ！他 们 总 喜 欢 结 伴 出 击 ！ Azam的 脚 上 和 手 上 都 留 下 童 年 的 印 迹。嘿 嘿 ！ 皮 肉 意 外 割 伤 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;， 经 过 医 院 助 手 缝 合 后 的 印 迹 叻 ！ 还 好 他 父 母 从 不 怪 罪 我 们 家 的 小皮 猴 。 这 样 通 情 达 理 的 邻 居 半 夜 挑 灯 也 难 找 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;屋 前 的 小 溪 ， 雨 后 溪 水 高 涨 ， 两 家 的 小 孩 就 在 那 儿 戏 水 ， 闹 得 天 翻 地 覆 。 直 到 嘴 唇 发 紫 发 黑 ， 全 身 冷 得 发 抖 ， 才 心 不 甘 情 不 愿 地 回 家 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;屋 后 的 一 片 森 林 也 是 他 们 偷 偷 溜 进 去 找 硕 莪 虫 ， 野 菜 的 好 去 处 。我 还 看 到 他 生 吃 硕 莪 虫 呢 ！ 听 说 有 一 次 差 点 迷 了 路 。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;屋 旁 的 一 棵 番 石 榴 树 因 其 树 枝 韧 性 强 是 他 们 攀 上 去 当 猴 子人的 好 树 ， 摇 晃 着 树 枝 ， 采 了 树 上生 涩 的 番 石 榴 往 衣 衫 前 或 裤 管 旁 来 回 擦 它 二 三 下 就 往 嘴 里 塞 ， 在 树 上 稀 里 哗 啦 的 ， 让 时 光 悄 悄 地 溜 过 ， 留 下 童 年 回 忆 。 我 家 二 少 爷 有 次 猴 子 做 不 成 还 当 了 个熟 榴 莲 从 树 上 掉 下 来 。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我 这 作 娘 的 也 曾 经 拥 有 过 这 种 ： 河 岸 边 找 田 螺 ， 树 上 摇 曳 ， 屋 下 跳 飞 机 ..... 童 年 玩 意 儿 。 这 些 玩 意 儿 不 费 分 文。 哇 哈 哈 ！ 哪 还 忍 心 抹 杀 他 们 的 欢 乐 时 光 ？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;经 过 政 府 致 力 推 动 乡 村 发 展 计 划 下， 曾 几 何 时屋 前 的 小 溪 变 成 污 秽 不 堪 的 水 沟 ， 屋 后 大 片 森 林 也 成 了 住 宅 区 ， 就 只 有 我 家 依 然 如 故 ！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;现 今 城 市 的 小 孩 哪 有 这 种 童 年 。 他 们 的 童 年 都 被 补 习 班 、 电 脑 班 、 音 乐 班 、 游 泳 班 .......填 得 满 满 的。 哪 有 这 种 投 入 大 自 然 ， 拥 抱 大 自 然 ， 享 受 大 自 然 的 机会 ？叫 他 们 爱 大 自 然 ， 爱 地 球 ， 环 保 ， 这 是 否 只 是 纸 上 谈 兵？ 从 何 说 起 ？没 有 亲 身 体 验 过 在 清 澈 见 底 的 溪 中 戏 水 的 凉 爽 、 树 上 摇 晃 的 刺 激、 林 里 采 菜 找 虫 的 乐 趣 。 现 代 孩 童 所 见 的 就 是 污 染 的 河 流 ， 塑 料 袋 广 泛 的 使 用, 他 们 小 脑 袋 瓜 里 该 会 说 ： 这 世 界 本 就 是 这 样 的 嘛 ！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;现 今 的 父 母 也 多 数 在 望 子 成 龙 ， 望 女 成 凤 的 心 态 下 ，抹 杀 了 孩 子 的 童 年 。你 们 说 孩 子 有 自 己 的 童 年 吗 ？ 他 们 的 童 年 都 是 在 学 校 功 课 压 力 、 父 母 压 力 、 老 师 压 力 下 渡 过 ， 不 是 吗 ？或 是 在 父 母 安 排 他 们 认 为 最 佳 的 方 式 下 渡 过 。 特 别 是 华 小 学 生 ， 功 课 一 大 堆 ， 父 母 要 求 孩 子 拿 多 多 A,老 师 也 要 求 学 生 多 多 A。 无 论 UPSR、 PMR、 SPM或 STPM都 有 全 科 A。 放 榜 时 都 在 谈 论 某 家 的 小 孩 拿 了 几 个 A。这 就 是 制 造 多 多 A 小 孩 的 时 代 。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;哗 ， 拿 全 科 A的 孩 子 ， 父 母 才 有 面 子 嘛 ！ 是 吗 ？ 孩 子 就 成 了 他 们 争 面 子 的 棋 子 任 由 父 母 摆 局 。 现 今 的 小 孩 孰 得 宠 ？抑 或 可 悲 ？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-3488720444454035373?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SE9uQc8aWbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jwtsmccjacQ/s72-c/IMG_0934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-8852482026407202141</id><published>2008-06-04T10:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:12:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>盘 都 吞</title><content type='html'>假 期 生 活 营 结 束 晚 会 ，我 们 鼓 励 小 朋 友 的 家 长 预 备 自 家 最 拿 手 菜 肴 带 来 一 起 分 享 。&lt;br /&gt;家 长 们 都 热 烈 回 应 。 摆 在 桌 上 的 菜 肴 真 叫 人 看 了 垂 涎 三 尺。 每 个 人 都 吃 得 津 津 有 味 。 不 一 会 儿 ， 盛 菜 肴 的 盘 底 都 见 天 了 。&lt;br /&gt;大 家 填 满 了 五 脏 庙 后 ， 就 开 始 受 拾 杯 盘 狼 藉 的 桌 子 。在 分 工 合 作 下 场 地 清 理 完 毕。&lt;br /&gt;一 位 学 生 突 然 问 ：“ 老 师 ， 我 的 盘 呢 ？ ”&lt;br /&gt;心 想 ： 这 肯 定 是 有 人 拿 错 了。&lt;br /&gt;糟 糕 ！ 直 到 全 体 家 长 学 生 都 回 家 ， 还 不 见 盘 子 的 踪 影 ！&lt;br /&gt;我 和 玛 丽 留 下 作 最 后 检 查 ， 确 认 洗 手 间 、 厨 房和 课 室 门 都 安 上 锁 。&lt;br /&gt;突 然 看 见 一 辆 AVANZA 急 驰 而 至 , 学 生 的阿爹是 位 冷 淡 教 友 ， 难 得 看 见 他上 教 堂 。&lt;br /&gt;阿 爹 ：&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; 我 的 盘 呢 ？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本 人 ： &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;不 知 是 谁 拿 错 了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿 爹 ：&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;盘 都 吞 ！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyo, 抛 下 这 么 一 句 , 就 扬 长 而 去 。 我 们 面 面 相 觑。&lt;br /&gt;哎 唷 ， 是 谁 吃 不 饱 把 盘 都 吞 了 ？&lt;br /&gt;过 后 才 得 晓 原 来 盘 是 某 间 菜 馆 的 ,难 怪 会 这 么 紧 张 地 说 ： &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;盘 都 吞！ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita姐 妹 知 道 后 拿 了 一 个 比 原 先 大 的 盘 去 还 给 菜 馆 老 板 。 这 回 老 板 一 定 眉 开 眼 笑 了 。&lt;br /&gt;哈 哈 哈 ！小 换 大 ！ 划 算 ！ 划 算 ！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-8852482026407202141?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-5912893583687344409</id><published>2008-05-30T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:50:46.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate~Faith~Hope</title><content type='html'>11.07.2002 was a desperate day for me. My hubby went to God, leaving behind one undergraduate, one secondary school boy and a girl with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a kindergarten teacher, incidentally I would grant myself as a kindi super maid because of the 'esteem' and 'super high' income I gained. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my late hubby went to God, I was under an obligation to educate and to bring up my kids. Who can help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of late hubby's 'death in service', the pension was delayed. All the government corresponding letters, probate, power of attorney had bothered me and made my head swing. I couldn't count how many sleepless nights. With the 'gei shui' wages, I didn't know how to sustain my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew God is just, full of compassion. I started clinging to God. I went to daily Eucharistic Celebration early morning. I prayed for God's Grace and Blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With God all things are possible" Mt19:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During those months of tribulations, God brought me through. I encountered God's Grace and abundant blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God blessed me with numbers of students in my private tuition class. I was self-sufficient without any aid to sustain my family. I know 'Emanuel' ~ 'God is with us'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By God's grace, my two sons are graduated and employed. My girl is undergraduate. I am now employed in tourism industry. I love recent job. hehe...more time for travelling, reading blogs and even become a blogger too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will love and serve God more and more for he has done wonders on my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-5912893583687344409?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/5912893583687344409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=5912893583687344409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/5912893583687344409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/5912893583687344409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/05/desperatefaithhope.html' title='Desperate~Faith~Hope'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-3051747358804939194</id><published>2008-05-14T13:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:23.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>桂 林 点 滴</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqLgO-29sI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QnomkPSn3Ag/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200122105646479042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqLgO-29sI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QnomkPSn3Ag/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在卧铺车上萍水相逢的汉族女郎，拍张照留念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqKUO-29rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gSXM2gc7Kdc/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200120799976421042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqKUO-29rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gSXM2gc7Kdc/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这地理形势该是汉字‘山’的形成吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqIYu-29qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4-LUZwX_vfY/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200118678262576802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqIYu-29qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4-LUZwX_vfY/s320/IMG_0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天上的云；水中山的倒影，超美的！我就喜欢这儿的山水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqEh--29pI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TuQfofEuhdM/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200114439129855634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqEh--29pI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TuQfofEuhdM/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们坐在这种竹筏上跟‘刘三妹’对唱山歌呢！ 我们乱唱自通，大家嘻哈一片。偷偷地告诉你，我还被奖了一粒绣球叻！哇哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqCEu-29nI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JKL4vtRov_8/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200111737595426418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqCEu-29nI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JKL4vtRov_8/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这些鱼鹰真驯良，根本不把游客放在眼中，悠闲自在地作日光浴耶 ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCp-TO-29mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0njoJl4N_5k/s1600-h/IMG_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200107588657018466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCp-TO-29mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0njoJl4N_5k/s320/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;瞧，渔 夫 从 鱼鹰 口中获得一条鱼。当初还以为这位渔夫训鹰有方。查询之后，其实不然，这只不过是场表演吧了！鱼鹰颈项绑了条绳子不让它把鱼儿吞下。哎呀，怎么会想到这种噱头来吸引游客？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCp8y--29lI/AAAAAAAAAGA/q7chmDGirjg/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200105935094609490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCp8y--29lI/AAAAAAAAAGA/q7chmDGirjg/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;江 中 还 有 烧 烤 鱼 档 ， 卖 的 是 野 生 桂 花 鱼 。 淡 水 鱼 的 味 道 如 何？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCp6Z--29kI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cGGGG52V3j8/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200103306574624322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCp6Z--29kI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cGGGG52V3j8/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;美 中 不 足 ， 这 就 是 所 谓 的 公 厕 ， 厕 间 无 门 。 初 入 其 间 ， 真 有 些 不 习 惯 呢 ！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-3051747358804939194?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/3051747358804939194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=3051747358804939194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3051747358804939194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3051747358804939194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_14.html' title='桂 林 点 滴'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SCqLgO-29sI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QnomkPSn3Ag/s72-c/IMG_0599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-4850728057028549922</id><published>2008-05-08T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:30:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a modern mom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; WIDTH: 378px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=modernmomogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px" height="39" src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; WIDTH: 353px; PADDING-TOP: 10px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(33,129,218); TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=modernmomogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(33,129,218);font-size:15;" &gt;Are You a Modern Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 17px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; PADDING-TOP: 10px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;My Result: &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 17px; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: Arial" href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=modernmomogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:17;" &gt;Are in the Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; WIDTH: 358px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(182,182,182) 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FLOAT: right; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=modernmomogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test!" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/modernmom/images/know_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From new trends to their favorite slang, you're the kind of mom who "gets" the younger generation. So when it comes to being at the top of your parental game, you score big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceptive and supportive, you're able to put yourself in your kids' shoes and understand what's really important to them at any age. While some parents might trivialize their children's priorities, you realize that the smaller things can make a world of difference when you're a kid. It's no surprise to you that understanding the ins and outs of being young is one of the coolest (and best!) ways to keep your crew happy and healthy. Way to stay hip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 358px; PADDING-TOP: 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=modernmomogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(33,129,218);font-size:12;" &gt;http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=modernmomogt&amp;amp;c=50652&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I rather prefer to treat my sons and daughters as friends than as greenhorns of mine as they grow up. Sometimes accepting small, small mistakes that they had made, be in accord with their curiosity and following up their trends are very much appreciated by them. Life is all about sharing! We share regardless good or bad, happy or sad.....They have made me a happy mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMDIyMTI4Nzk4NCZwdD*xMjEwMjIxMzI*NjQwJnA9NTkxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-4850728057028549922?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/4850728057028549922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=4850728057028549922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4850728057028549922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/4850728057028549922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/05/anitamukahpress.html' title='Are you a modern mom?'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6587760107172018837</id><published>2008-05-03T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:24.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute leh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwNW9z7qXI/AAAAAAAAADw/9ccoZ9Gek98/s1600-h/GetAttachment_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196042758279375218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwNW9z7qXI/AAAAAAAAADw/9ccoZ9Gek98/s320/GetAttachment_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, i can't see well with my specs off!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwNXtz7qZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MDIxa32oRBc/s1600-h/GetAttachment_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196042771164277138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwNXtz7qZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MDIxa32oRBc/s320/GetAttachment_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I squeeze myself in.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5Nz7qQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DW1Vzh-7fCU/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196036749620128002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5Nz7qQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DW1Vzh-7fCU/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am i cute with my hat on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5dz7qRI/AAAAAAAAADA/3xSS4z__DTM/s1600-h/GetAttachment_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196036753915095314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5dz7qRI/AAAAAAAAADA/3xSS4z__DTM/s320/GetAttachment_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I will feel better if I can drowse off.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5dz7qSI/AAAAAAAAADI/jSeooo9m2Ws/s1600-h/GetAttachment_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196036753915095330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5dz7qSI/AAAAAAAAADI/jSeooo9m2Ws/s320/GetAttachment_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'huh, Am i pampered with cat mannerism?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5dz7qTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VCh9g6bgEqE/s1600-h/GetAttachment_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196036753915095346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5dz7qTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VCh9g6bgEqE/s320/GetAttachment_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Get set, Go!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5tz7qUI/AAAAAAAAADY/OMi7aj5n1Rc/s1600-h/GetAttachment_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196036758210062658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwH5tz7qUI/AAAAAAAAADY/OMi7aj5n1Rc/s320/GetAttachment_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O..what is that thorny funky thing at my back?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, all these are paintings on stones, cute leh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-6587760107172018837?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/6587760107172018837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=6587760107172018837&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6587760107172018837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6587760107172018837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/05/cute-leh.html' title='cute leh?'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SBwNW9z7qXI/AAAAAAAAADw/9ccoZ9Gek98/s72-c/GetAttachment_009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-6686640331160035786</id><published>2008-04-22T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:50:17.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of joy</title><content type='html'>It was a week before the end of term school holidays in 1998, my hubby suffered from an epilepsy, woke up with an ailment of severe headache followed by nausea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glady, muddy path joined my house to the main road. We were in the jungle surrounded with shrubs and tall sago palm trees. It was really a tough job to carry a man with the body weight of 80+kg lying unconcious on a stretcher. Here I have to thank the hospital attendants who had carried out their duties. Not forgetting to convey my thanks to my caring, beloved neighbour~Mr. Sebastian Kong too. After my hubby recovered from his sickness, they were both converted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby was admitted to the district hospital in Mukah. After observed for 5 days, the doctor could not diagnose what was wrong. My goodness! 14 kg gone! The vitality of a seed had gone! He could not do anything. My brain was in a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend, a staff nurse by the name of Norlita advised me to bring him to a specialist to do a CT Scan. I, as a kin of him needed to act immediately. My decision was to send him to Kuching Timberland Specialist Centre for scanning.&lt;br /&gt;The flight operated by MAS twin-otter airplanes was fully booked for 2 consecutive days. We managed to get 2 seats only after 1 of the passanger cancelled the booking. He was in the wheelchair and on board by the help of a friend working in the small airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Kuching at 1:20pm. My elder brother , Paul accompanied us to the specialist centre. CT Scan was done on my hubby's head. The result horrified me. There was an aneurysm in his right communicating artery in his brain and he had to undergo a surgery. I felt my flesh crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to the reality, we were poor with only 4 digits figure left in the bank. The surgery needed 5 digit figure. It was indeed a big blow to me. Thanks God that my brother was by my side. He made a unanimous decision and sent two of us to Normah Specialist Centre where the only neurosurgeon was in service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby was admitted in ICU. The very next morning, he was sent to the operation room. I was waiting and praying with my eldest son for the success of the surgery. Praise the Lord! It was accomplished! He came out of the operation room with a big bandage round his head. I almost could not recognise him till the surgeon called me and told me that the operation was a sucess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back home toMukah before Christmas. He joined us in the Christmas Eve Eucharistic Celebration. As we sang praises to God, my tears clouded my vision. They were tears of joy. He accepted Lord Jesus as his Saviour. Blessed Be the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-6686640331160035786?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/6686640331160035786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=6686640331160035786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6686640331160035786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/6686640331160035786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/04/tears-of-joy.html' title='Tears of joy'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286586196710280696.post-3835508368346331029</id><published>2008-04-18T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:21:32.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>Today is a thanksgiving day. &lt;br /&gt;I have started reading friendster friends' blogs since last year.&lt;br /&gt;I was curious, i would like to get a try.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I started blogging at the beginning of this year.&lt;br /&gt;Excited, astonished,  satisfied...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I told Ajude~my housemate, an electrical engineer.&lt;br /&gt;About the blogs I read in friendster.&lt;br /&gt;I like reading blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Blogs more interesting, free to write, free to share, free to......&lt;br /&gt;Some of the blogs like Alvin Lau, Anna Lee and so on so on....&lt;br /&gt;Theirs are very different from mine in friendster one&lt;br /&gt;Theirs are fancy to me&lt;br /&gt;with a lot of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am of old age 51, still believe that if i wana learn, i can make it.&lt;br /&gt;Then I started questioning Ajude about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;He exclaimed with laughters:"hah, too free, nothing to do,&lt;br /&gt;flower gardening, feeding pets....."&lt;br /&gt;I said: "Yes, before, but not now, prefer to learn new things."&lt;br /&gt;He told me: you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thats how I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jude&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6286586196710280696-3835508368346331029?l=anitamukahpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/feeds/3835508368346331029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6286586196710280696&amp;postID=3835508368346331029&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3835508368346331029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286586196710280696/posts/default/3835508368346331029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anitamukahpress.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>Anita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03266607208752900754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vtULawgT3ZI/SUn5OKdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QCnnaWykDss/S220/IMG_0311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
