Goodnight Popo

I must admit that I never liked Popo when I was a kid. She's the opposite of what Datuk is: gentle, outwardly caring and forgiving. But somehow I've always had a thought at the back of my head that one day I'll appreciate her. True enough, now I'm ever so grateful to have a grandmother like her.For as long as I could remember, I lived with Datuk and Popo on weekdays, and mom and dad would come in the evenings for dinner and take me back on weekends....

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A few of my favourite things

Instead of listing all possible 1st world problems, I’d like to look to the positive and list some 1st world advantages/good situations. If there come a time when the dog bites, the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad, and I have to sing about my favourite things, I don’t think doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles will cut it. So I thought of making my own version that does not rhyme but may help with not feeling so bad – here...

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