Hypoxia

 

A research claimed that 90% of the eyes disease are the result of the above scientific word, which was a jargon to me until I met up with a sales guy.

Hypoxia means lack of oxygen. The brochure stated, when oxygen and water supply to the eye ball is low, eye-related diseases such as astigmatism, glaucoma,cataracts, dry-eye, etc, began to develop.

I tried it on and and of course I could see clearly through the pin hole.

So, he sold me this spec for RM120 (USD 40), which I am suppose to wear for 20 minutes each day.Its called Nano IonSpec .

Miss Nano, you better provide my eyes with enough oxygen..!!

Remember I told you that I did  eye-lasik? That cured my  near sightedness. but now, my astigmatism and long sightedness is coming uninvited.

This is the 2nd day I'm wearing this spec. Let see how it goes in 5 months time.

Love letters from my children

 

She was only 5 years old when Nadia used to write me a letter, while I was away. She would put the letter on my pillow the night before I go on my travelling.

It touches my heart, reading her letter. There is a deep meaning in there. My poor children. They grew up most of the time without me next to them when they woke up in the morning.

Reading her letter make me laugh. They make my day, indeed.

 

  

 

This is how she visualized me? ho..ho..ho…!!!

What a lovely handmade card.

At the time Im working on this posting, Nadia is now reaching her 20th birthday and attending his first year in the local university. Thank you for making me proud of you, always, my girl.

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Next, letter from Adri,  my only boy, who doesn't really display his affection much.

During Mother’s Day somewhere in the year 2001 ( I think), he proudly presented this card to me. He did the card along with all other kids in his Kindergarten.

I still have them all. I will read them once a while whenever I come across them. They put a smiley face on me.

Adri is now in his 3rd year of high school. He doesn't talk much, but very active in sports. Thank you too for making me proud of you, always, my boy.

F1 week –2012

 

 

Formula One is back to Malaysia. Its going to be fun, we thought. We all in the family were talking about this game since yesterday, during the qualifying. Although he is no longer the ‘man of the race’, my pray was still for Michael Schumaker to take the lead.

 

We were excited waiting for the big event. Snacks, ice-cream and drinks were bought and ready to be served, a night before.

It was Sunday Morning and was still many hours to go before the event.

Ahah..!!! Go-Kart.!! Lets Go-Karting..!!

True enuff, an hour later Adri was already on the go…..

 

VROOMmmmm….!!!! I set my camera for my next citing of his vrooming.. but……..’where is adri?’ we were wondering why it took so long for him to appear for his 2nd round.

hah..!! there he was. His Go-Kart wouldn't go. The technician sent another.

  

At last, Adri continued his imagination driving F1-car.

VROOMm..vroom..vroom……

 

While Nadia, didnt really show interest.

 

 

10 minutes was over.  WOW.!! That was fast.

Next, we sat around for another 15 minutes, waited for the bikers to practice their skills.

    

 

The bikers turn were over. It was time for us to leave too.

And then…..

Suddenly Nadia showed interest to try . Another waiting game for me.

 

She listened to the briefing carefully.

3..2..1..GO.!!! VROOMMMmm…….

 

10 minutes…that was all she could hold on the steering. and that cost RM80

Now, how to get this thing off from my head..??

    Adri help..!!

UUUUHHHH..!!!!

PHEWWW…!!!! its off now..!!

 

 

She gave a wide smile of happiness, while his papa had to take out his wallet. RM160 please… Thats for 2 persons of 10 minutes each.

 

 

 

  

My kids were really enjoying their day.

ok, its time to go home to watch the real event, the great Formula One.

 

About 1 hour before the race, my hubby and I decided to send the kids home and we both went to buy small fish to feed our beloved tortoise.

next….

On the way home………

WAIT..!!!!  Pull over..pull over…

Poor boy.. he was crying by the main road. We made a U-Turn and approached him.

He was about 7 years old. He said his dad didnt turn up to school.We took him into the car .

Fortunately he recognizes the way to his house.

My hubby drove following the direction he pointed at.

 

We reached an apartment. He seemed to know where to go.  He went into the elevator. I followed him to make sure he is safe.

He peeped thru the door, and looked up to me.

“where is my mama.?” He asked me.

eerr…do you have her number? I asked.

Yes,  0.1.3….. ..

I called the number and true..!! that was his panicked mom, almost crying on the phone. She and her hubby was searching for him at school.

“Please wait til I come. Please dont leave him alone” She begged

“ok..ok.. I’ll wait”, I assured.

10 minutes later his dad arrived, next his mom arrived in a different car.

“hmmm…they are quite well to do family.’ I thought to myself.

They both thanked us and I could see a relief on their expression. His dad told us that he was late picking him up from his Taekwando class. Poor boy.

BIG SMILEY…. appeared from us too.

Happy ending………     but Michael Schumaker didnt win the F1.

Blogging halted again

 

HO..! HO..! HO..!!! What a long pause.

Not too far, but I was away. I’ve met many people. I’ve talked to many people. I’ve joke and get joked. I tease get teased. One thing I didnt do.. I didnt look for trouble.They are all nice people.

Now, here I am, taking a deep breath and trying to get my mind back to my blogsite.

What to write???

Ahah.!!  remember Pak Chot ?. Its been a while since I left him.  What happen to his long lost wife? What is his decision on Halimaton?

Let me peep and see how he is doing. I will let you know very soon. Meanwhile, if you have not read from the Episode-1, drill down to my posting.

July 2011 ‘My Classic Story( Cerita Purba ku )Episod –1

http://philantropist-wannabe.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-classic-story-cerita-purbaku-eposid1.html

or  click on the above URL

Stay tuned………………

Meeting people

 

My recent trip to  Sabah, my hometown was unusual.

I met a few people who I’ve not met for more than 20 years. WoW..!!!

They are my schoolmate, classmate and housemate.

   

  

What a good feeling to have met them all. They made my day, and contributed to fun session during my training.