Flashbacks, Human Nature, Malaysia

Chicken Leg Math

A chicken has two legs – unless it is handicapped. Each chicken leg is comprised of a thigh and a drumstick.

Back in the days, dad will buy one chicken from the market every Saturday. That was our weekly chicken consumption, unless there were feast days in the week. It that case, there shall be two chickens.

The two thighs and two drumsticks were divided among the four children. If you get the drumstick this week, you will have the chicken thigh next week. And so it goes… fair and logic sharing. Personally, I see no big difference between a thigh or a drumstick. I was just grateful to have half a chicken leg on my plate every Sunday.

And now, let me get to the point. First, Math does not lie. Second, my parents are good and fair people. So, to the claim that one child might have been showered with more than half a chicken leg every week, do check and review your memories. Be reminded that by making such a remark, you are actually questioning the decency of my parents. Please put a cork in this nonsense.

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Business & Creativity, Malaysia

Palm Oil

I just read How The World Got Hooked On Palm Oil. The article is interesting, informative, and rather alarming because all this is happening too close to home.

I read the article with an open mind, and with a grain of salt. The information was digested slowly and decisively because I have no efficient way to check the accuracy of all the data provided. Who is to say that the statistics has not been manipulated at all?

Regardless, the last paragraph of the article does make a point:

Products that are sustainable are those produced and consumed locally; when buyers are able to witness the production process, they will demand that it occur in line with their values. When it’s out of sight, it’s difficult to get enough of them to care. Changing that may require more than a little magic.

All I need to do is think of my home-grown Belgian endives.

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Belgium, Human Nature, Malaysia

Scoring Points In Life

This Saturday afternoon, many are glued to the TV watching the World Cup match between Belgium and Tunisia. Because I cannot sit still for too long and because I have many things to do, I chose to leave the TV on to listen to the commentator and to glance at it now and then.

I was busy reading the current news and recommended articles on my computer upstairs when I came across an article written by Romelu Lukaku. Here is a note-worthy statement from the essay entitled I’ve Got Some Things to Say:

Those people weren’t with me when we were pouring water in our cereal. If you weren’t with me when I had nothing, then you can’t really understand me.

Fortunately for me, I never had to add water to my food or drinks. Physical hunger was never an issue in my life. Nevertheless, growing up in a what-was-then third world country, I did experience the lack of water, day-long black outs, unpaved roadways, and dealing with corrupted people. I know and therefore understand mental hunger and bitterness. I know how this anger can drive some of us.

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Malaysia, Quotes

Fleeting Beautiful Life

It is horrible that I have to find out about the passing of an ex-classmate via social media, but I guess that is how news travel nowadays.

Rest in peace, Helen. I shall always remember you as the friendly, smart and pretty classmate of 1984.

For it is up to you and me
to take solace
in nostalgia’s arms
and our ability
to create
the everlasting
from fleeting moments.

~ Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

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Human Nature, Malaysia, Quotes

Heroes & Heroines

Unconsciously we all have a standard by which we measure other men, and if we examine closely we find that this standard is a very simple one, and is this: we admire them, we envy them, for great qualities we ourselves lack. Hero worship consists in just that. Our heroes are men who do things which we recognize, with regret, and sometimes with a secret shame, that we cannot do. We find not much in ourselves to admire, we are always privately wanting to be like somebody else. If everybody was satisfied with himself, there would be no heroes.
~Mark Twain

How true…

Growing up, one of my very favourite English language books is “Heroes & Heroines”. The heroic characters depicted in this book were all Caucasians, mostly Americans. Fortunately enough for me, I grew up knowing and admiring the paths of many non-Caucasian heroes. One of the advantages of being a Chinese Malaysian.

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Business & Creativity, Malaysia, Simplify

Account Closed

I have been working on closing a no longer necessary bank account since June this year. Today, I received the confirmation of closure. Why so long, you ask? You see, I was dealing with this matter remotely and had to adhere to Sabahan time and mode. Phew… at least it is over now. Financial simplification is the way to go.

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Malaysia, Travels

Malaysia Day

Today is Malaysia Day. I am spending (not celebrating) this day in Kentucky with two other Malaysians, my parents.

On the theme of not celebrating, we went out for a Korean dinner. My goat stew was simply delicious. After dinner, we went to drink some beers at a local brewery pub known as 3rd Turn Brewing.

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Human Nature, Malaysia

Resting Places

We went to visit grandma’s resting place at the Catholic cemetery this afternoon. We brought flowers and spent a few moments in our own quiet thoughts and memories. 

Imagine my surprise when we later found my Uncle Francis’s grave, not too far from grandma’s. I was mentally drained after discovering the graves of Father Chi, Father Tung, and Father Clementi.

My goodness, what an afternoon…

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