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Month: March 2015

Lee Kuan Yew is Singapore

Lee Kuan Yew is Singapore

During the USA presidentially rally (the one that Obama was first elected), many fellow Singaporeans and I were glued to the screen. After all, USA was, and still is, our biggest trading partner, so who the USA president would greatly mattered to us. 

My friends would lament, “Aiy! See how eloquent and charismatic the American candidates are! We don’t have such eloquent politicians in Singapore! The ones in Singapore are so boring with a capital B!”

My dear friends, that was so untrue! We had one of the most eloquent and charismatic politicians of all times! What’s more! He delivered what he promised! It wasn’t airy fairy promises made, just to gain votes! 

We had the most passionate, rousing founding prime minister who rallied the people together and brought us from third world to first! He had the wit and intellect to answer any question posed to him and at times, sent the questioner scuttling away in shame.

Lee Kuan Yew is Singapore. Singapore is Lee Kuan Yew. Look around, you will see his legacy. He’s touched each and every one of us. He lives on, in us. 

Watch this excellently compiled mini series of interviews with him. It’ll be the most fruitful 30 mins spent. 

Lee Kuan Yew – A Giant Among Men

Lee Kuan Yew – A Giant Among Men

I just couldn’t help it. Press releases from the PMO has prepared the nation for the inevitable. But when the news was finally released, tears started rolling down my cheeks. Although I deeply respect and admire the man, I’ve only seen him on tv, not even up close and personal. Yet, the sense of loss and sadness is overwhelming. For, without him, our little Singapore with no natural resources would not be known. 

My grandma, who brought me up, is a staunch admirer of Lee Kuan Yew. She’s a widow who has lived through WWII and has single-handedly brought up my then 3 yo father and 18 mo Uncle when my grandfather passed away. “Without LKY, we would still be living in mud huts, suffering in the hands of the abominable Lim Yew Hock and we have to grease every single person’s palm with money!” Then she would tell me all the stories. I grew up in awe of the man. 

I watched him on television, listened to his speeches, the ones that world leaders tuned in at the same time. There was much pride in us. 

You are the reason, why we can hold our heads high up among the super nations. 

Because of him,

We walk in peace, unmolested in the wee hours of the night. 

We are able to go to work with the peace of minds, that our families are safe at home. 

Women like us can receive an education which puts us on par with the men and we can equally contribute to the good of the society for education comes with power. 

We live in a beautiful environment with clean water and first class health care. 

We are connected globally on cyberspace, where many ingrates are able to bitch about him. We remain up to date with the global news for knowledge brings wisdom. 

Although he is gone, but his legacy lives on. We see his footprints all over Singapore, in every single tree (we have a lot of trees!), in every single person. He’s touched our lives. 

Thank you Mr Lee Kuan Yew. Although I don’t know you personally, but you feel like a grandfather to me. You have given us your life and we must make sure that we carry on and pass the torch to the future generations. 

I will tell my children that you are our founding father, and without you, there won’t be us. 


Damn! I’m turning into a weeping bunch of emotions as I’m writing this. And I’m never like this! 

From the great man : live a life with no regrets!

The Last Time

The Last Time

We have a no-gadgets rule when we are around the children at home.  I can totally understand the agony a drug addict goes through when he goes cold turkey.  Thank goodness it’s not for the whole day. Initially, when the children demanded my attention, I would be thinking,” Aiya… Hurry up! Go and sleep! So that I can get back to my cyber life on the phone!” Bad Mommy here!

The good news is, it only takes a few days of conditioning before I was weaned off that attitude.  They grow up so very quickly.  My little 宝贝口水妹 will be attending primary school next year and my 小小宝贝 has already turned two! Where has all the time gone!? 小小宝贝 giggles and rolls around when I tickle him.  It’s still a novel sensation for him. 宝贝口水妹 pushes me away and glares at me, “Mama! I don’t like it!” She used to giggle and roll around when she was a tot. Sigh…!

So now, I treat every experience like it’s the last, because they outgrow it so very fast!! One day, he will stop caressing my face and pepper with it with kisses.  He would probably say,”Ewww…! That’s so sissy!” Or something like that. Soon they will be too big for me to cuddle and hug, they will probably tower over me in a few years.  Not a difficult feat, considering my dwarven size…

When I came across this poem, it felt so apt! It’s not fantastic in grammar and neither does it look very “chim”, but I’m sure all the parents can appreciate it. So, taking the words from Robin Williams’ Dead Poets Society – Carpe Diem!

The Last Time

From the moment you hold your baby in your arms,

You will never be the same.

You might long for the person you were before,

When you had freedom and time,

And nothing in particular to worry about.

You will know tiredness like you never knew before,

And days will run into days that are exactly the same,

Full of feedings and burping,

Nappy changes and crying,

Whining and fighting,

Naps or a lack of naps,

It might seem like a never-ending cycle.

But don’t forget,

There is a last time for everything.

There will come a time when you will feed

your baby for the very last time.

They will fall asleep on you after a long day

And it will be the last time you ever hold your sleeping child.

One day you will carry them on your hip then set them down,

And never pick them up that way again.

You will scrub their hair in the bath one night

And from that day on they will want to bathe alone.

They will hold your hand to cross the road,

Then never reach for it again.

They will creep into your room at midnight for cuddles,

And it will be the last night you ever wake to this.

One afternoon you will sing “the wheels on the bus”

and do all the actions,

Then never sing them that song again.

They will kiss you goodbye at the school gate,

The next day they will ask to walk to the gate alone.

You will read a final bedtime story and wipe your last dirty face.

They will run to you with arms raised for the very last time.

The thing is, you won’t even know it’s the last time

Until there are no more times.

And even then,

It will take you a while to realise.

So while you are living in thee times,

remember there are only so many of them

and when they are gone,

you will yearn for just one more day of them.

For one last time.

~ Anonymous